I wanna marry my stalker (shared past fanfic with Jim/Gar?)

Jim was at home, recording a new video for one of his YouTube channels: he had homeworks to do, but heck, this was so much fun and so much more rewarding! School was horribly boring, and he got hardly any praises there, on Youtube instead... sure, there were haters, people who left some really nasty comments, and that did hurt, but he had sooooo many followers, so many people who enjoyed what he did and left such nice and heartwarming comments! Total strangers that followed him on the web and loved him for who he was (or... well, what they thought he was... same thing, right?), it was just lovely!

The last music viceo he had made, a cover of a song, had gone viral and so many people had started saying his version was even better than the original one! That couldn't make him happier! And it wasn't just how nice those people were, it was also the number of fans that kept growing! He had almost reached 200.000 subs!!! He had even been recognized on the street a couple of times, but some fans of his channel, and that felt awesome! It was like he was some sort of celebrity!

And still, did his mom appreciated any of that? No. According to her, Jim should have abandoned it all and focus on his study, trying to become a lawyer or a doctor or get some other 'respectable' job. Screw that! That wasn't him! He wanted to be a youtuber, a singer, an entertainer! So what if his fame wouldn't last? He could at least try! That was what he loved! There was just no way to let her understand...

When Meg called him, Jim was halfway through recording his new V-log, but he just needed to hear the girl's voice and how shaky and scared it was to know he wouldn't have finished it that day. She half explained the situation, but she was obviously scared if not shocked "Don't worry' I'm on my way" he reassured her before turning off the camera and rushing out of his room, ready to leave.

"James Hawkins, where do you think you're going?"

Medusa's voice reached him just before he could open the door, making the boy grimace while rolling his eyes. "Meg needs help-" he started, but was immediately interrupted by his mother's voice "Meg? The little whore you and your blind friend fuss around?" "She's not a 'whore', mum..." he tried to shot back, but of course Medusa didn't even try to listen to him "No way, you should be in bed at this time. Have you finished your homework?" Jim groaned in frustration at that "I don't have time for this!" and before his mom could say another world he opened the door and rushed out, slamming the door behind him. He could hear his mom's complains, but he didn't care. No matter what he did, she reacted always the same way, he was used at her not being happy about him...

As quickly as he could, he reached Meg's place, ringing the doorbell as he arrived.

Meg felt less panicked as the police finally arrived and took down her statement, she had managed to change into something a little more decent just before they showed up. Her hair was still a little wet and she occasionally ran her fingers through it as she spoke to them. Jim had said he'd be there as soon as he could, and Meg felt more then a little guilty that he was probably disobeying his mother.

She had held off on calling him, or Garrett earlier on as she hadn't wanted to bother them. This had been the latest in a small string of break ins and her worry had definitely increased. She wouldn't have called if it hadn't been an emergency, and she'd make sure Jim got home before it was too late. Even though he was a rising YouTube star, Meg also knew he was still attending school. She didn't want to be a reason for him getting a low grade or something equally as bad because of her. Meg looked up when the doorbell rang and she excused herself to go and answer it, thankfully when she peeked through the peephole she saw it was Jim.

Instant relief filled her and she unlocked the door before she opened it. "Hey Jim." She said as she smiled up at him. Her eyes were still a little red-rimmed from when she had started crying earlier on. "Come on in." She added and stepped back to let him enter. "I'm sorry for calling you so late...and on a school night. I promise I won't take up too much of your time." She said as she nervously fiddled with the door. "I'm assuming you know this person Miss?" One of the officers said as he stepped into the hallway. Meg nodded, "He's a good friend of mine...someone that I trust." She added, hoping Jim didn't get upset with her for saying as much.

As Meg opened the door, inviting him to come in, Jim didn't let her ask twice and followed her in with a big, reassuring smile. Though of course, the redness in her eyes hadn't gone unnoticed by him: she definitely looked shaken up, and from what he had got of the situation he really couldn't blame her! "Don't worry, no problem!" he said with honesty as she tried to apologize "I'll stay here as much as you need me, don't worry, a day off school hasn't killed anybody!" he said with a new smile, trying to cheer her up. Well, of course his mom wouldn't be happy about this, but she was never happy anyway with anything he did, so it really didn't change much.

As the police approached, he took in the officer's figure, letting Meg answer him and just smiling at her: he was actually flattered she had wanted to call him, that she actually trusted him that much and that she didn't look down on him just because he was younger than her. Many people did, but that was just stupid: he was a lot more mature than people of his own age, often more mature than boys older than him, and he was just glad Meg could see that.

As the officer walked away, he took her hand in his, getting closer and looking her in the eyes "How are you feeling now? What happened, exactly?"he asked with honest concern, still holding her hand, as if wanting to let her know that he was there for her

Meg relaxed at Jim's words, "I'll try not to keep you for too long...I just needed to see a familiar face. I promise I'll make it up to you." She added gently and smiled as he took her hand in his. True Jim was two years younger then she was but she trusted him. Besides he'd been her friend for years now, and Meg didn't have very many friends besides Jim and Garrett. At his question she let out a shaky sigh and led him over to her couch. "Well where to start...a few months I started to notice things that were being moved. Little things...at first I thought it was my imagination, you know?" She let out a bitter laugh.

God she wished it had been her imagination...it would have been far more preferable. "Then things started to get taken...a pair of shoes once, then a pair of earrings. I called the police but they said it could have been a robbery." She said her lips twisting into a frown. "Then last week I went into my bathroom and saw this." She got up and opened a drawer, pulling out a glossy photo that she handed over to Jim.

The picture displayed the writing that had been smeared on the mirror. She ran a hand through her hair as she moved to sit next to him again. "I freaked out...and called the police and they had me install a security system. And then earlier this evening before I called you, I got out of the bath and the door was wide open. And on my bed was a set of lingerie that I've never worn, much less own and there was another note. The police took the lingerie to see if they could get fingerprints along with the note." She shuddered then. "Whoever this person is has been breaking into my house and taking things. This though...he was in the house while I was bathing...I just, I don't know what to do." She admitted with wide eyes.

Jim could just smile and lightly shake his head at her first words: really, there was no need to worry for him! As she sighed in that way, tough, he frowned lightly, but still followed her toward the sofa and sat down. He kept quiet at her words, even if he couldn't help but frown more and more as she explained: things being moved? Things being taken?? And that had been going on for MONTHS?!? As she showed him the photo, Jim felt a shiver down his spine: who the heck was this creep? To what extent was he willing to go? He could swear, that felt like it was a scene from a horror movie!

"And you waited MONTHS to tell me and call the police?!" He asked in shock, looking at her with wide eyes, still holding the photo. This was serious! This was really bad news! Some creep had free access to her house and was hinting to a 'date' with her... which, apparently, didn't have to be something willing for Meg to go to! Jim was honestly horrified by the situation... and freaking worried for the girl! If he could have taken her home with him right then, he would have done so, but of course his mother wouldn't have allowed it...

"I'm not leaving you, Meg. I'm not leaving you alone until this creep has been caught!" he said seriously, gently caressing her shoulders. "Don't worry, you called the police, they'll take care of it... and I can take care of you" he said gently, finally giving her a smile. She was obviously still shocked, and that was really not surprising seeing the situation, and all Jim wanted to do now was to calm her down. There was nothing they could do, just let the police handle this (and luckily they were already there so... they were safe, right?) and trying to calm down and relax "Hey, what do you say about popcorns and a movie?"

Meg bit down on her bottom lip, "I didn't want to bother you, I kept hoping it would go away." She admitted with a shaky laugh that sounded more panicked then anything else. "I'm honestly freaked out...I mean this is something you watch in horror movies and stuff." She pointed out, her eyes moving to her bed where the lingerie had been lain out only a few hours earlier. What had she done to possibly get on someone's creep list?

It scared her and judging from Jim's reaction she wasn't the only one freaked out. She let out a little sigh of relief at Jim's words, "I appreciate it really, but I can't expect you to drop everything for me. You have school and your YouTube channel...besides I know your mom wouldn't like it if she knew you were spending time with me." She pointed out with a frown.

Jim's mom had some kind of vendetta against Meg, although Meg had always tried to be nice to the woman. She leaned into Jim's touch though as he rubbed her shoulders, he definitely knew how to give a good massage. "Well thank you...I'd like that." She said as Jim offered to have them watch a movie and get some popcorn. "I have some drinks in the fridge, and if you want I can order us some takeout?" She suggested.

It suddenly dawned on her that this was the closest thing to a date that she'd had in months. If the situation wasn't so dire she might have really enjoyed herself, she did have a slight crush on Jim after all. It was kind of hard not too, he was so sweet and definitely a heart throb.

Jim would have honestly and seriously scolded her for being so stupidly reckless: she didn't want to disturb him? They were friends, for fuck sake! They had been friends for years! She was supposed to call him if something like that happened! As she mentioned again how he had school and the youtube channel he waved away the thought almost with an annoyed look on his face "All those things can wait one day, and my mom doesn't like anyone anyway so it's not like it matters." it was true after all... or at least it was true when it came to Jim's friends. She never liked Garrett or his family either, but Jim had given up seeking her approval years before.

"I'm staying." he said with decision, before adding in a more joking tone, poking her nose "You've lost your privilege to decide about it." he could understand, after all, she wanted company in that moment, so it really didn't matter what she said, he wasn't going to leave her alone.

As she went on, suggesting to order some take outs, he nodded with a smile "Yeah, I'd like that." he replied with a small smile, while getting up and going to recover her computer and logging into his netflix account. "Sooo... what movie would you like?" he asked, starting to check the last movies "Horror?" he teased after a moment.

Meg gave him a strained smile, silently grateful that he said as much. Medusa was someone who was extremely difficult to please, even going so far as to disapprove of her son's hard work. She laughed then as he poked her on the nose and nudged him with her elbow. "All right fine...thank you." She said barely avoiding making some sarcastic comment. Jim seemed pretty serious at the moment after all and she knew he had every reason to be. She hadn't told him about being stalked after all, and seeing how bad it had become she could understand why.

A part of her wondered if maybe she should call Garrett up next, but she didn't want to drag him into her mess either. She probably shouldn't have even called Jim...but he was one of the few people she knew in the States. Her family all lived in Greece and while she could fly out to stay with them, she didn't want anyone in her family getting hurt.

What if the stalker became violent? She'd never forgive herself if Jim got hurt because of her. Especially not after he'd gone out of his way to make sure she felt safe. She was pulled out of her thoughts at Jim's question and smiled when he saw that he had discovered her computer. "You know I have a T.V. that can access Netflix, it might be a bit nicer to watch on. Although I'm really not feeling like watching a Horror movie." She said with a little laugh. "How about something cheesy? Like a stupid romcom or something?" She asked, she could always get a laugh out of romantic comedy movies simply because of how terrible they were.

"Ohh or an action movie! I'm up for anything but Horror." She added honestly before she stood up and grabbed her cell phone off of the dining table. "What kind of take out are you up for? There's Chinese, Mexican, Vietnamese...just tell me what you'd like and I'll call in." She said as she ran a hand through her hair.

As Meg laughed in that way, teasing him back by nudging him with her elbow, Jim smiled brightly, happy to have managed to make her smile in such a situation. She needed to rest and relax now, there wasn't much else they could do and... well, if that was what she needed, he was there to cheer her up! That, at least, was something he could do. He did wonder if they should have called Garrett too... but, well, that was Meg's choice: if she didn't want to 'disturb' him (thing that would have definitely made him laugh), then so be it. Jim could tell him about the situation in another moment.

As she teased him about having a TV that connected to Netflix as well, he chuckled and, shrugging apologetically, turned the pc off and went to put it back while, on the way back to the sofa, recovering the remote of the TV. He wasn't used to watch TV anymore, he didn't even have a TV in his room, just his pc, so now it came quite natural to him look for that instead than the 'real' tv... which was quite silly cause Meg's TV wasn't exactly invisible, but... habit!

As she discarded the horror option, he chuckled in amusement: well, that hadn't been a real suggestion, he was just teasing, he could guess that with her shaky nerves a horror movie must have been the last thing she wanted to see! "A romcom is fine for me" he said with a small shrug: he wasn't a fan of the genre, but he had really nothing against it and, well, it was the first thing she had asked, he was fine with that. "Uh, chinese please!" he replied as she asked about the food, being really in the mood for some spring rolls