He's My Neighbour

8: Leila

A/N: Last chapter was so shit, I'm sorry, but I needed a quick filler chapter and it does the job I guess. The story is slowly twisting so stick by and read it pleaseeeeee. Oh, I don't think I've mentioned this yet, but I'm so not any good of a writer. I've literally never done anything professional or anywhere near to good, so apologies for if I'm boring you. Also, my authors notes are sloppy but nobody gives a crap about this part, so let's just get started.

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WARNING: ANOTHER FILLER: EW

Chapter Eight: Amelia's POV: Leila

I was pissed off beyond words. I am pissed off beyond words. I saw it coming from the start, but never the less, I'm pissed off beyond words. I can't put it into words how aggravated I am! Everything I see, I want to break, smash, throw at a wall... Including Jake.

All this week since our movie night on Monday, when he cried like a little girl, he'd shut me off completely. Our daily conversations by the window were now non-existent, and he'd avoided me whenever we saw eachother at school, and worst of all, he consistently skipped PSHE class. Probably just to get rid of me.

I don't understand why it hurts so much, because I've never liked him- I don't think I have, anyway. It's just the fact that I knew all along what he was doing, but like a freaking tool... I let him.

That's not what is pissing me off the most though, it's just that I know that even though he's an arrogant ass, I'm good for him- I'm a distraction. I distracted him from what he's now becoming... a manwhore. On my way to classes, I see him outside, around the back of the school's car park with Caleb, Zac and Tyler- the other melts of the school. Not for me though, they're worse news than Jake is. Every slag of the school has always been wrapped around Caleb's, Zac's and Tyler's little finger... Or dicks for that matter. Sorry, that was dirty, but true. Very true. Sure they were all pretty good-looking- nothing compared to Jake, but they definitely broke the standards for an average guy at our school. Anyway, I just didn't (and don't) want Jake to become like those. He's different, I guess in some ways- they are going to send him the wrong way, I can see it. They constantly sleep around, smoke, drink, party... They're a total nightmare. I don't see how they can be looked up to as a school heart-throb, with that disgusting reputation. Jake's going to mould into that type, I can tell. Well, he already is that type, he's just letting his true colours shine. And I've seen them.

It's Friday now, and earlier on today, something happened at break. I was casually walking in my skinny jeans and t-shirt, when I saw something I would trade everything to not see again. Jake and Mindy Crawford- kissing. It's not a shocker, Mindy is the hugest whore in the entire town. It's a sensitive topic, but she had an abortion last year. And Jake has already snogged the faces off of four blondes this week, so it wasn't much of a surprise that Mindy was the fifth. Why I found it so heartbreaking was because she's so easy. She's so desperate. I knew Jake would never go out of his own way to please somebody other than himself, but Mindy?

"Amy, you've been staring at your window for the past ten minutes and the drapes are shut, what is going on?" My best friend asked me, concerned.

Oh I forgot to mention, when I got in, I realised Jake wouldn't want to do anything with me this weekend, so I invited my best friend Leila over. Not that she needs and invitation, she's honestly welcome any time, I've known her since Day Care, but when we got to Primary, we went our separate ways, yet remained as close as ever.

Truth be told, I didn't know the answer to her question. I didn't know what was going on. Why was he ignoring me? He'd told me before, he was using me to get the other girls.

"Boy troubles." I stated plainly, tearing my eyes away from the window.

"What?!" Leila squealed in excitement, tossing her bouncy red hair over her shoulder and pulling me closer. In case you're wondering, I don't usually have anything to do with boys, so this was a very rare occasion.

"My neighbour. He's an asshole and before you get too giddy- no, I don't like him! Anyway, ever since the day he moved in about a couple week ago, we've had a love-hate thing going on. He bugged me and bugged me, but this after Monday when we had a little movie night at his place, he's been totally blanking me and I don't know how to react or feel and-"

"Wait!" She cried, cupping my mouth with her hands to silence me, "Is he fit?"

"Yes." I admitted.

"His name?"

"Jake. Jake Hunter."

She raised an eyebrow and grinned.

"Jake Hunter?"

"Yeah, do you know him?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows, cooling my voice.

"Well, he had a one-night stand with this girl from your school, who lives a few doors down from me."

My eyes filled with anger, and my cheeks burned vicious red, as my fists clenched into a ball. He'd already done it with somebody, that he knew for less than a week? My fury could clearly be sensed by Leila, as her eyes flashed with sympathy.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned anyth-"

"It was Mindy Crawford, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was, but on a slight change of subject- He's gorgeous! I'd totally try to get with him if it wasn't for your little budding crush on him." She winked.

What? Crush? No. No. No. I didn't and I couldn't have a crush on that douche, she'd got the wrong of the stick.

"Leila, no you've got it wrong. I like him as a friend- and I'm pushing it with that!"

"Haha, you don't even know you like him. That's so adorable! Your first crush, you are delusional! I can hear it in the way you speak, the way you got raged just then. You're totally falling for him. Just watch your back, babe, he's a bad-boy and your a good-girl." She smiled, jumping to her feet and clapping her hands together with excitement and sass.

If one more person called me Good-Girl, I'd rip their earlobes off and feed it to them.

But, was what she saying true? Did I like Jake? Was I too busy thinking of ways to get back my diary and irritate the shit out of him to see that I had a crush on him? I think I knew the answer...

No, I most definitely did not.

"You need medication if you think that's correct." I hissed, pulling her back to the bed to sit, "I'm just mad that he's avoiding me after all this?"

"Simple. He's distancing himself from you, because he likes you too. He's got a bad boy repertoire and being whipped for his feisty next-door neighbour doesn't do him any favours. It's the perfect love story."

"I think you've been reading too many love stories."

Despite my love for that girl, I swear to hell she's delirious. Bless her, she thinks Jake Hunter and myself like each other? Somebody needs to immediately check her mental health state.

I stood up and walked over to my docking station, where I scrolled through my iPod to find the Janoskians. It's really odd actually, Jake looks remarkably like Jai Brooks from the group.

Why can't I get Jake out of my head? Probably because the jerk still has my diary.. I dread to know what the future holds for me and that thing.

A/N: Another shitty filler, I'm doing so bad, but a vote would encourage me pleaseeee.