The moves you make

“It’s Sunday night, and your listening to Allen Greene’s Sunday Smoochers. First up – it’s  Gary…Who’s your dedication for Gary?”
“Annie.”
“Tell us about Annie.”
“She’s gorgeous. She has long brown hair, deep green eyes, I love her to bits.”
“And where did you meet her?”
“At Leeds University, at the Freshers Ball. I saw her across the dancefloor and couldn’t stop watching her…”
“So, it was love at first sight?”
“Exactly.I told her she belonged to me, and that was it.”
“Aaah. That’s the kind of smooching story we like on this show…so  what do you want to me to play Gary?”
“For my wonderful Annie, for ten glorious years – The Police and Every Breath You Take…Cos, Annie, every single day, I’ll be watching you.”
“Great choice,thanks Gary, Police coming right up…”

Annie takes in a deep breath and fights back an urge to run to the door. It’s locked as always, and the curtains are drawn. He can’t get in. She’s made sure he never get in. But…How did he know? How did he fucking know what radio station she listened to? That she’d be listening tonight? Was he hacking into her air waves? Was that even possible? She turns off the radio and hurtles it across the room. Every move she makes…That’s another simple pleasure he’s ruined.

She runs into her bedroom, and dives under the cover, as if the embrace of the duvet can fight off the cold that is seeping through her bones. She knows from bitter experience that she’ll hardly sleep tonight. If she does, her dreams will be filled with his face gazing at her..

Every move she makes, every step she takes – he’ll be watching her.


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