Me and Michelle entered her home and left our jackets.
We sat on the couch.
"Do you want some hot chocolate? Are you cold or hungry?" - she asked.
"Yeah, I'd like some thank you!"
She handed me a cup of hot chocolate and sat with me.
"So, I'd be happy to hear more about you. Do you not have any relatives or friends? Are you alone on the world?" - Michelle's decided to understand some things about me.
She was probably trying to figure out why was I such a weirdo.
"Well, as I said I no longer have my parents, but I do have brothers." - I said.
"That's good, right? Where are they?" - she seemed concerned.
"I got two older brothers, but none of them really care about me. They both have their individual family, so they don't live in Maryland. One of them lives in Los Angeles, and the other in Chicago." - I decided to tell her everything.
"Well, what I have to say, is that it doesn't matter if you have friends or no, but you need to have your family supporting you no matter what." - Michelle said with quiet and low voice and got upset.
"I haven't heard of them since 4 years when they last called me. I can't deny I'm blessed to have my twin brother Lucas, though." - the beautiful girl, standing in front of me seemed to be surprised.
"You got a twin? Where's he? I need to see that now!" - she laughed.
"Well, you can't see him, because he works and lives in London with his girlfriend who is pregnant."
"Really? That's awesome." - she smiled with the cutest smile I've ever seen.
"Yeah, but he does call me almost every day and often sends me money, so I can make the month, you know." - I replied.
"Wait, isn't he 17, as you? What does he work there?" - she asked.
"Our dad's old friend helped him find a well payed work, that's not needed to be 18." - I said as I was sweating.
"Can I ask you something? Why didn't you go live with them in London?" - I was told.
"Um, call me stupid, but Ivonne, Lucas's girlfriend doesn't really like me, so I didn't wanna be third-wheeling them, you know." - "Oh, I see. Well, that feeling isn't so unfamiliar to me." I got in response.
"I keep talking about me, let's hear something about you." - I insisted as I could see her quiet and being shy for some reason.
"Um, there's not that much for telling. I'm a really boring person not gonna lie." - she looked down after saying that quietly. I barely could hear her.
"That's okay, my life is not interesting, either." - I tried to comfort her.
"Well, I'm an only child, as I told you my father works in Germany, he bought this house for me. I'm 16 too, I don't have any relatives alive. I am often bullied in school, because of my face and height. People make fun of me for being only 5'1-5'2."
"Why would anyone do this? You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Don't listen to them." - without realizing I dropped these words as a fool.
She looked me in the eyes silently. I didn't notice how we both were already approaching our lips to each other. We were about to kiss. I closed my eyes and went with the flow.
Milliseconds before it happens someone rang the doorbell.
Me and Michelle opened our eyes and awkwardly got away from each other.
"Are you-are you expecting someone?" - I was literally shaking.
"No, I'm not." - I stood up and went quietly to the door. - "Wait, don't open it! It's probably my neighbor. She doesn't leave me alone lately." - she told me.
"What do you mean? What does she want from you?" - I asked.
"I don't know, she's been disrespecting me by calling me bad words lately. I'm tired of this." - "Alright, do you want me to talk to her or what?" - we were whispering.
"Okay, do me a favor. Tell her that I'm not home and whatever else you want." - Michelle seemed nervous. - "Okay. "- I responded. - "But...keep in mind, I don't get along with her at all. She doesn't like me, I think." - she added, as the neighbor kept knocking and banging on the door aggressive.
I opened the door with having Michelle hiding behind it.
"Hello? Can I help you?" - I got her staring at me as I was a ghost.
"Yes, where's Michelle? And who the hell are you? Are you robbing her?" - asked the old lady.
"No, she knows I'm here, but she's not home, can I help you?" - I kept.
"I wanna know what that noise is coming from this house. My husband does wake up at 5 a.m. But I could guess, she's hooking up with some boy, knowing what a slut she is."
"Yo, woah, woah woah, miss stop right there! What rights do you got, so you can offend Michelle like that in her house? What's your issue?" - I got mad for real.
"My issue is that I can't have that reckless, surly girl here anymore! She's had parties around here, she's had boys, right here, and she's probably with one right now." - said the rude lady.
"It's none of your business, miss! Like why are you offending her for no reason? People can do whatever they want, and don't bother her anymore!" - I told her.
"Oh, really? And you're saying this as her what?!" - she asked haughtily.
"I'm telling you this as her boyfriend!" - I couldn't think of anything else, so I said that.
"Her boyfriend?" - the neighbor got surprised and acted like she didn't believe me.
"Yeah, so are you leaving her alone, or do you want me to call the cops on you for psychic harassment? Those cameras record 24/7, you know that right?" - I said, pointing at the cameras she had.
The old lady left angry and I closed the door.
I took a deep breath as I leaned on the door after locking it up. I put my hand on my head, as I felt a headache."Are you okay?" - Michelle wanted to make sure everything was okay.
"Yeah, I'm fine. She just pissed me off and I was nervous the whole time, so yeah. I'm sorry about that, my heart is pounding so hard right now." - I said with a cute laugh as always.
"I-I gotta thank you, right? You got rid of my annoying neighbor. Thank you so much!" - Michelle hugged me. - "Yeah, you're welcome. She's not coming back. Those words probably scared her." - I added and we sat on the couch again.
Michelle kissed me on my cheek.
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