this isn’t my house?!

i very slowly turned around to face him, but i had to look up a because my face was level with his chest.

"hello again miss." he smirked as he looked down at me. i was trapped between him and the wall, I've never felt so weak and helpless in my life.

"i..i..urm sorry i must be lost. this isn't my house." i looked down and awkwardly laughed as if there was a chance of him believing what i just said. 

"no sweetheart it isn't, because you live on 10th street which is almost half an hour away from here." he was starting to look slightly annoyed with me now for lying, which i don't blame him really, i mean me, a stranger, did just follow him to the middle of nowhere.

"aha oh yeah... wait! hold on how do you know where i live?!" now i'm panicking because i meet i just met this dude for the first time today in the shop! I've never seen him before in my life!

he can visibly tell that i'm panicking now but he looks me dead in the eye and says " i know more than you think." then he immediately grabs my arm tightly and drags me into the house...