The Boy Next Door

1

-Clara's pov-

"Kevin!"
"Yes?"
"The garage door is stuck, can you come give me a hand, you can pull the string and I will push the door up.?" I yelled up the stairs.
"Yea, hold on I'm putting my shirt on."

Kevin made his way down the stairs and presses the button and started to pull the string. I pushed the door with all my might but it just didn't seem to do, the door was pushing me. And then out of nowhere came a teenager with nice muscles and everything, he was flattering. He held the door up for me.

"Thank you. " I said in a shy voice.
"No problem, it's what I do. "
"Oh, I'm Clara, Clara Anderson. "
" Noah Peterson. "
" Hey, I can fix that door if you want " said Noah, "there's a hardware store that sells them down the street. "
"Ok, that will be fine. " I said.

"Can I go to mom?" Said Kevin. " I mean since we are already late, I guess it don't really matter, but hurry back." I said with and unsure voice.

" ok mom, love you." I gave him a quick smooch on the cheek and off he went.

I got in my car and got ready to go to my meeting.

💜 Hey Guys thank you for reading my book "The boy next door", sorry about the short chapter, it's just a starter but trust me, the book will get really good towards the middle and end!! 💜 I love you guys!!😍😘