Neighbor Boy (PHAN)

Chapter One

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Phil's POV

"You haven't left your room for the past month!" My mom sounded angry and sick of me while shouting up, "Can we at least go to the neighbors today?" I gave up on the neighbors, they seemed boring I already know everything I need to. There was a family of three a mum a dad and a seemed to be about six year old girl. Nothing seemed exciting; They were just an average family that moved in next door. A rich white family who decided to buy the house my best friend lived in years ago; There was no potential person to hang out with, no secret spy in the family, just an average group of stuck up rich people. I decided since I wasn't going to leave my room I'd watch them move in, maybe get to know a few things about them. And right as I peeked out the window I saw someone that was too mature looking to be a six year old girl. As I stared even longer at this brown haired boy I noticed he seemed to be around my age, which really excited me. No one at school is here to ruin my chances of having a friend. I'd like a friend.

I observed the boy unloading the boxes from the truck for about an hour and there were a couple things that caught my eye. He had a muse poster hanging out his box, he had almost the exact same bed sheets as me, and (I couldn't believe it but) he had a whole lot of anime and Pokémon things. He was also gorgeous well at least from two stories away he was smoking hot. I could tell he wore a lot of dark colours and I couldn't help but stare into his bedroom windows. He had cute little fairy lights and it made me want to cry, I was literally fangirling over this boy I've never met nor seen up close.

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I stared at him for 2 hours, two whole hours of me just observing details as best as I could from about 5 meters away and dirty windows separating us. I couldn't help but dribble a bit when I thought of him. "Phil come down stairs!" I suddenly popped up from my daydream and flashed into reality. I jumped down the stairs to see my mum running around the kitchen like a madman. "Phil sweetie, since you were too scared to go to the neighbors I went over and talked to them, they have a son your age and-"

I cut her off, "I know and a daughter that's younger than me. What about them?"

"How'd you know that much about the howel-"

I cut her off once more, "No reason just what about them?"

"I invited them over for dinner at six-thirty and me being a single mother it's a bit hard for me to prepare a meal for that many people and I was wondering if-" she didn't even finish her sentence because she saw I was already up the stairs. Six-thirty is in fifteen minutes! How do I get ready for the neighbor boy that quick? I ran into my room and went straight to my wardrobe. Throwing my clothes everywhere and digging under loads of t-shirts and skinny jeans I quickly grabbed four different shirts and a pair of black skinny jeans to go try on. I spent about 10 minutes deciding which of the shirts I wanted; I settled for a gengar shirt seeing the neighbor liked Pokémon I knew it could spark a conversation. as for the rest of the five minuets I just helped my mum set the table and get prepared.

It was six thirty-one and I heard a ring at the door I jumped up excitedly and walked quickly to the door yelling to my mum I'd get it. I peeked through the window (like you were taught in primary school) to see a family of hazelnut hair. I opened the door nervously and stared speechless at the pretty brown haired family.