The New Neighbore

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You were in your back garden, wearing a white bikni showing some cleavige around your chest area, laying on a plain white sun bed next to the pool with the california breeze blowing past your face as you tan. Earlier in the morning, your parents had left for a long weekend to visit your older sister in NYC. Your sister was the perfect child your parents always wanted, she had graduatted law school and is now a well known laywer in New York, with her husband and her newborn son. Your parents had always payed more attention to your sister since she was the smart one in the family and here you are, an 19 year old who still lives with her parents and her only passion is to sing.Your parents always said that you'd never make it into the music business and that you may as well become a lawyer like your sister.So, You decided to not go to see your sister in NY since it would just put more pressure on you to be perfect like her. Before your parents left the house your mom said something about a new family moving into the house next door that had been up for sale for almost 6 months now. After a few hours of tanning, you was starting to get hungry. you rose up from the sun bed and walked inside your house into the kitchen where in the middle of the island there was a muffin basket with a note next to it. you could tell it was your mothers handwriting since it was so precise and neat. the note read...

"y/n please can you take this basket of muffins over to the lynch family who has just moved in next door. be polite!"

Of course your mom wants to send over a muffin basket. Always making herself look like she cares even though we both know that she doesnt give two shits about a new family moving in next door. Despite that, you do as your told. you go up to your room picking out some denim shorts and a cute grey tank top to slip over your reavling bikini and heading straight back downstairs, picking up the muffin basket and walking out the front door to the new neighbores house. You knock on the front door and then take a few steps backwards. A minute later, the door opens to reveal a young boy (about your age), wearing grey shorts and a white tank top reavling his muscular arms. He ran his hands through his golden locks and then looking up to you with his honey brown eyes. You were shocked that you was even looking at someone who was this hot.

"hey, can i help you?" he asked curiously.

"h-hi, yeah i live next door my mom told me to bring these muffins over to you" you told him locking eyes with his and passing him to basket.

Ross's POV:

She was beautiful. ive never seen someone as beautiful as her. her ocean blue eyes caught by attention as well as her long,beach waved, brunette hair and her freckles that scattered across her nose. I need to get to know her more. Now i know what they mean by the saying 'love at first sight' she is the one for me. i can feel it

"oh yeah um thank you" he said placing the basket on the table next to the door and stepping out onto the front porch inches away from where you was standing."I'm Ross" he said with a smerk across his face.

" I'm Y/N" you say shyly with a cute smile."soo, where did you move from?" you questioned.

"Miami, me and all my siblings thought it would be best to move here for our music career"

"music?" you said suprisingly

" yeah me and my siblings are in a band called R5. im the lead vocalist, my older brother riker is bass guitar, my older sister rydel is on keyboard and my other older brother is lead guitar and then a family friend ellington is drummer"

"i sing too, but i dont think it will go far since my parents say that ill never get into the music biz." you said looking down to the pavement.

"why listen to the negative stuff your parents have to say when you could prove them wrong and become a rich and famous singer or song writer?"

Ross was right. I should prove my parents wrong.

" your right." you tell him

" what can i say?" ross says chuckling causing you to laugh looking into his eyes.

" hey do you want to come over to mine? its scorching out here and surley you need a break from moving all of these boxes" you ask him hoping he will say yes.

" yeah,yeah sure why not"

After hours of talking about yourself and giggling at embarrasing stories you had been telling each other, you knew that you wanted to get to know this boy even better. you was already starting to feel so comfortable and safe around him which would usely take a while for you since you had trust issues from past relationships. Ross's hand cups your face as you stop giggling. " can i take you out somewhere at some point?" ross asks as his hand is still cupping onto your cheek.

" you mean as a date or friends?"

" as a date you dummy" ross says chuckling causing you to chuckle. its like his laugh was contatious but in the best way possible.

" can i kiss you?" the boy whispers looking deeply into your eyes.

" go for it." you whisper back at him.

You felt his face get close, just close enough to feel him breathing on your neck. you being the braver one leans in to reassure him that it was okay for him to kiss you. Ross's lips crash gentley onto yours. it felt like the butterflys in your stomach were fighting each other constantly rolling over. You both pull away slowly but not pulling to far away. Ross's face was still insainly close to yours.

"wow" he whispers into your neck causing your lips to form a line trying to hold back your smiling.

A/N:

Hey guys this was my first time writing and actually publishing it! i really hope you like how y/n and ross met even though it was quite short. the next storie will be their first date! ill be writing it either tommorow or thursday but i will definently try and publish it at some point this week. if there are a few spelling mistakes, please forgive me since im not the best at spelling lol,but i really hope you enjoyed it!

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 26, 2021 ⏰

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