AmericaxReader Stalker

Midnight was approaching as you walked the rest of the way to your house, through the city. Rain was pouring from the sky, drenching you, and causing you to shiver. 

To be honest, you couldn't tell if it was the cold weather causing you to shake, or the fact that a man has been following you. You couldn't exactly prove he was following you, but every alley you turned down, and every street you crossed, that man seemed to be behind you. He kept his distance enough that you couldn't tell who he was. You assumed it was the same man you saw at the store, and the bus stop, earlier that day, and the one before. 

Fear was slowly rising in you. You could feel your breath becoming more labored, and, despite the coolness of the night, you were sweating. Walking faster was the only logical thing you could do, since your phone battery decided to die a half hour before. You couldn't understand why he kept following you. Having not looked back towards him, the splashing in the puddles was the only thing that would remind you that he was there.

You were in the north side of the city, and almost everything was closed this time of night. You decided to go up one street that would lead you straight back to where you started. Sure the route would cause you to go in a big circle, but it was also went through your friend Alfred's house, and maybe this guy would stop following you.

Your mind was made. He was following you. The pounding in your chest was almost the only thing you could hear. Even the drumming of rain on the rooftops couldn't be heard over it. This was New York City. Anything and everything happened here. You heard people are murdered and raped almost on a daily basis. Taking your chances, you started running for Alfred's house, your stalker did the same.

You could see that there was still a light on in the second story window. Basically sprinting up the steps, you reached his door. You tried not to sound panicked as you knocked on his door, but how could you not?

"Hey! (Name)!" Alfred shouted as he opened up the door. "What are you doing here, dude? Don't you know it's like, one in the morning? Hahaha!"

"Alfred..." Your voice was shaky. "C-can I p-please come in?"

"Yeah! Come on in!" He smiled as he stepped aside, allowing you to enter his home.

You ran behind him in your urge to get away from the person that was chasing you all night. Alfred closed the door.

"What's gotten into you, (Name)?" He asked with a laugh, turning to you. "Dude, you're acting all scared and stuff."

"I kind of am..." Was your answer.

"What's wrong!?" Alfred asked almost panicing, placing his hands on your shoulders. "Tell me!"

"Well, there's this guy that's been following me. I don't know why, but I got scared, and I didn't know what else to do, so-"

"What the hell?" Alfred yelled, cutting you off as he turned back around and opened the door. Sticking his head out, he looked around.

"Alfred! Get back here!" You pleaded, grabbing his shirt, trying to pull him back in.

He turned to you and flashed you one of his amazing smiles.

"Don't worry about me, (Name)!" He said. "After all, I'm the hero, and the hero's job is to protect you from any bad guy that decides to mess with my girl!"

You didn't even have time to respond before your "hero" ran out the door. Peering out the window, you could see him running around and shouting something about how he was going to kick someone's ass if they kept following you around. Once again though, you heard him call you his girl. You had no idea if he truly meant it, or if he was just playing up his superhero ideas. You guessed the later as you took your shoes off, and took a seat in the nearby dinning room. Thunder sounded in the distance as you waited for him to return. 

It has been about 20 minutes. Your mind was wandering as it showed you image after horrible image of something happening to Alfredm when all at once the door was kicked open. You jumped, as you almost didn't expect to see Alfred standing there.

"(Name)!" Alfred called as he walked in and joined you. "Good news! I didn't see anyone walking around, so I know I scared them off! But that's not the best part! I brought back this!" He threw a fast food bag on the table in front of you. "Yeah, this stuff always makes me feel better!" He said ripping open his own bag and started chowing down on a hamburger.

You opened your own bag to see (favorite fast food). He always did know how to make you smile. His hole persona made you feel special. The way he laughed, how he tries to protect you, and how he thinks McDonald's food will make anyone happy.

"So!" He stated through mouthfuls of food. "I decided it's to dangerous for a young woman as yourself to walk home, and since I don't have a car, I guess you are sleeping over!"

This wasn't the first time you slept over at Alfred's house. You two were usually up all night watching either youtube videos or horror movies. Then you'd make a trip or two to a 24 hour restaurant for refreshments.

"And guess what else!" The American yelled and ran  into his entertainment room, the next area over. Inside there was a big screen television on a black stand with a Blu-Ray and DVD case on either side of it. "I got this at the Redbox last night! Good thing I didn't watch  it yet, huh?" He called back as you heard him rummage through the movies.

He reappeared in front of you with (scary movie name) in his hand, waving it in your face. You knew how Alfred would react to the movie, but since he seemed so excited to watch it with you, you couldn't say no. Besides, a movie with him might help calm your nerves. So you followed him into the room, and sat down next to him on the sofa.

The movie has been playing for about thirty minutes when you felt yourself getting that feeling again. It was a scary movie. Looking over at Alfred, you could see he was having the same reaction as you were. That wasn't helping. You kept glancing behind you towards the window, half expecting to see something there.

"(Name)?" Alfred whispered, not wanting to disrupt the movie. "You sure you're okay, dude?"

You looked back at him, forced a smile, and nodded. You then felt one of his strong arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side.

"Dude, I may be oblivious sometimes, but I'm not dumb!" He said looking into your (e/c) eyes. "I know that dude out there has you all freaked out, but I don't want you to worry about it." He took your hand in his, "Just remember that as long as you're in my country, I'll make sure that nobody so much as lays a finger on you."

His blue eyes sparkled with emotion. You could feel the heat in your cheeks as you blushed. Alfred, the overly obnoxious American, just read you like a children's book. You felt his soft lips connect with your cheek. His attention was then drawn back to the television when a shrill scream broke the moment. You rested your head against his chest and whispered,

"My hero."