Unlocking the door, you stepped inside your flat, wiping your boots against the welcome mat and shrugging your coat off, thankful to be in the warm.
Closing the door behind you, you picked up the post, taking it into the living room.
Rummaging through the different letters, most were various bills before you came to one envelop which had your name handwritten on the front.
You furrowed your eyebrows, not recognising the handwriting as you opened it up, finding a letter inside;
Y/N,
This may sound creepy, but I've seen you around a lot and you're absolutely beautiful.
I'm too shy to tell you this in person, so I've resorted to sending you this note,
P.S. Please don't be too creeped out, we've met before.
P.S.S did I tell you I like you?
Yours sincerely,
Your secret admirer.xx
Strange, you thought.
Who would be your secret admirer? And he says you've met him before?
Confusion was an understatement and creeped out was something you definitely were.
*
Opening the door to the sound of a knock, you noticed a man dressed in a red jacket and skinny jeans, holding a wrapped up present in his hands with a note attached.
His brown hair was styled upwards into a quiff as he rocked a small beard, his brown eyes offering me a warm smile.
"Hi love, I have a delivery for you." He said, handing you the present.
"Oh, I didn't order anything." You replied, surprised.
"Oh well a man down the road asked me to drop it off for you, it's from him." He smiled, although something in his eyes told me he knew who this man was.
"Oh, do you know his name?" You asked, suspicious after the letter you had received a few days ago from a secret admirer.
"Sorry love, I'm not sure, something like Henry?" He replied with a shrug, yet his eyes held an amused smile.
"I don't know a Henry." You said and he laughed lightly.
"I'll leave you to work out who it's from, I'm sure it'll say his name in the present." He said and you nodded.
"Have a nice day." He smiled.
"You too." You smiled back, closing the door as he left.
You were sure you'd seen him before though, it looked like the guy who often visited next door, a guy with wavy long hair and the most gorgeous green eyes you'd ever seen.
What's more strange is the fact that if that was a delivery guy and not the man you often saw visiting next door, why wasn't the present wrapped up like a package?
You shook your head, opening the small note attached first.
Hiii love,
I thought this would give you a clue as to who I am (plus you can wear it) and I also want you to know that I'm not some creep, I genuinely do want to get to know you.
Your secret admirer,
Aka, Henson.xx
Henson? I don't know a Henson. You thought.
