neighbour / h.s

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Sorry, I haven't updated in a while. I've been really busy. 

I wasn't plannning on updating any of my books for a while, but since it's such an emotional time for us all maybe an update can cheer us all up? 

Someone dm'd me asking if I was still going to keep Zayn in this book and the answer is yes. If i'm being honest the thought of taking him out of this book never even crossed my mind. 

Love you guys, stay strong. 

Thanks for all the reads, comments and votes. 

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Amelia's P.O.V

It's the day of mine and Harry's date and I'm currently sitting here in french class bored as hell. 

"Amelia! Enfoncer écouter voulez-vous? Adolescents stupides." Madame Butch yells in french. I simply shrug, because she and I both know I have no idea what the hell she is saying. I don't even understand why she even bothers.

 I yawn as the school bell rings for lunch. 

"Ugh, classe licencié!" Madame Butch yells as everyone rushes out of her crappy class. 

I take my time strolling out of the class only to bump into a very firm chest. 

"Amelia! I've missed you babe!" Zayn grins. 

I blush a little, "Hey Zayn, I've been meaning to talk to you-"

"I'm so excited for our date today! I'm thinking Pizza Express?" He cuts me off. 

"Zayn-"

"Oooh I can just smell the delicious pizza now." He cuts me off once again. 

"Zayn I can't fucking come!" I yell, shutting him up entirely. 

"What?" He mumbled, taken back slightly. 

"My mum needs me to fill in for her at work tonight otherwise she will get the sack." I lie. 

"O-okay. Maybe we could reschedule?" He nods. 

"Yeah totally. How about we go to see that new divergent movie this weekend?" I suggest. 

"Nah, how about ice skating." He replies quickly. 

"Why ice skating!" I whine.

"Because then I have an excuse to hold your hand." He smiles, he kisses my cheek and then walks away yelling, "See you later Amelia!" 

-

I sit at mine and Ethan's table, waiting for him to turn up but then I remember that huge argument we had yesterday and sigh. 

I chew slowly if to my cold fries, staring at everyone else at their lunch tables having a good time with their friends, feeling incredibly jealous. 

I feel so bad and regret all the things I said to Ethan. I know he is very emotional but I still chose to hurt his feelings, which is incredibly selfish of me. 

As I continue thinking about mine and Ethan's situation and stare off into blank space, I see a red lunch tray bang on the table. 

I look up to see a very moody Ethan with red bags underneath his eyes. 

"I'm only sitting here because no one else will let me sit with them." He grumbles and takes a seat on the bench. 

"Ethan please hear me out." I plead. 

"I guess I have no other choice." He sighs. 

"Look, I know I said some really fucking rude things, but I swear to God I would take them back if I could. I was just annoyed and frustrated and I felt like hurting your feelings would some how make me feel better but it didn't. I'm sorry I've been a really shitty best friend lately." I look at him with said eyes, hoping he will except my apology. 

"I guess, you're forgiven." He mumbles. 

"Really?" I grin. 

"Yeah." 

"Thank you, I love you!" I squeal and kiss him on the cheek. 

"Woah bitch, lets not forget that I like dick okay?" He groans, pushing me off of him. 

"My gay little princess." I smile, kissing him on the cheek again.

"Shut up slut. Now tell me what's going on with Mr. Styles and Zayn." He demands. 

"Okay well mine and Zayn's date was meant to be today but Mr. Styles asked me out on a date instead so I rainchecked with Zayn." I mumbled. 

"Wait... so who do you like Zayn or Mr. Styles?" 

"Both of them." I blush. 

"You can't do this Lia, It's not fair on them."  He sighs. 

"I know, I know. I'll figure it out soon. I'm going home early so I can get ready for my date." I say getting up and throwing my trash away. 

"Okay, see you later." He sighs, hugging me. 

"Bye babe, love you!" I shout running out of the cafeteria. 

-

I texted Harry earlier on, asking if he could pick me up at home instead and so now I stand here in my super fucking cute outfit waiting for his arrival. 

I hear three loud bangs on the door making me jump in my seat. 

"I'll get it!" I yell even though no one is home. 

I open the door, to see Harry dressed in skinny jeans and a half un-buttoned shirt. Holy crap he has chest tattoos too? 

"Ugh, stop starring at my breast." Harry groans, covering his chest as if he were a woman. 

"Shut up." I laugh. 

"I missed you today." Harry pouts, engoulfing me in a hug and giving me a tender kiss on the lips. 

"It hasn't even been twenty-four hours." I mumble against his lips and squeeze his bum making him squeal and let go of me. 

"Let's go! I'm hungry!" I say, dragging him out of the door. 

"This is going to be on hell of a date." I hear Harry mumble. 

-

The date did go pretty well, Harry was throwing jokes here and there and I was sighing miserable as he did so, after we left the resturant he took me back to his and we ending up making out of his couch. 

-

As I lay in bed I see multiple text messages from Zayn.

Zayn:  I saw you tonight with him...

Zayn: I don't want anything to do with you. 

Zayn: You're a slut and I intend on proving that to the entire school.