Obsessive Stalker (Warning: Creepy)

We went on two dates, Holly and I had two beautiful dates. But she told me that she wasn't looking for anything serious. She was a junior of mine when I met her at the annual Football club party, wearing a grey spaghetti strap tight dress, Holly was so beautiful. She told me I was charming and funny, and when I asked her out on our second date, she hurt me by saying she wasn't looking for love. But I wanted her, even though she didn't want me. There were times when she told me to leave her alone and that I was "scaring" her, I was just doing it for her own protection. Holly doesn't know how much I love her until to the extent where I would follow her home each night to her apartment to watch her from other guys drooling over her as she walk alone.

I hate it. I hate that she doesn't love me. Holly is so selfish, I've been nothing but good to her. I can't stand the thought of her not loving me, the smell of her hair when we first shared a hug on our first date still lingers in her clothes. I secretly borrowed her bra when she went to change into a bikini with her friends, it smelled so much like her that I'm not even sure if I want to give it back. Ever since that day hiding at the beach, I followed her some more to the girls gym lockers and took her tight used gym shorts, the ones with an extra underwear lining inside them. I know for a fact that Holly doesn't even use any underwear when wearing these shorts. It gives me the perfect opportunity to smell her fresh sweaty pussy in her gym shorts.

I've collected so much of her clothes and pictures of her in my room that it's becoming a heaven for me every time to add in another collection of hers. As I sat on my bed jerking off to Holly's sweaty underwear, oh I just wish so bad that I could be with her. Just watching her isn't enough, I need to be with Holly