He's Here // Chapter 2

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//Ricky's p.o.v.//
My new neighbour is so hot, this is literally the only thing that has been on my mind. He caught me staring last night and I tried to play it off cool but I was dying on the inside. I never meant for him to find me being a fucking creep. Now even if he is into guys I have no chance.

I then remember that school starts soon and I've been sitting here on my bed for a good 20 minutes overthinking this. I'm already ready for the day so I lug my ass out of my room and down the stairs sliding on my shoes and grabbing my backpack. I yell to my dad saying I'm heading out and then I put in my headphones blaring AFI, a great way to start off my first day back at this fucking hellhole I'm required to go to.

I arrive at school and see all my friends already here. Angelo, Ryan, Balz, and Ghost.

"Ricky! There you are, we thought you weren't gonna show up," Ryan laughed scratching the back of his head.

I laughed back smiling, "Nope I just slept in," yes I'm lying, but I don't want the guys to know I'm a lame ass with a boy next door situation.

Me and the rest of the group exchange hellos and how're yous, when Ang taps my shoulder pointing where he wants me to look. I look over and I see him, it's my hot neighbour that I couldn't take my eyes off of even if I wanted to.

I was taken out of my daze when I see someone snapping their fingers in front of my face. I blink a couple times and see my extremely attractive neighbour in front of me with a smile that could make anyone melt.

"Staring at me again huh? My names Chris," he says blushing a little.

I nod and smile, totally embarrassed, "I'm Ricky, these are my friends Ghost, Angelo, Ryan, and Balz."

He tilts his head a little, "Balz?"

We all laugh and Balz speaks up, "Its my last name."

Chris nods and scratches the back of his head smiling and laughing softly, "Sweet."

Jesus Christ I could die right here and I wouldn't mind as long as I was looking at him.

Ryan smiled at Chris, "Nice shirt man."

Chris looks down at his bleeding through shirt and then looks back up at Ryan, "Thank you, nice music taste."

I look down a little still embarrassed, hiding my slight blush behind my side parted raven black hair, "You can sit with us at lunch, and I could show you where your classes are if you'd like," I start rubbing my hands together, I'm so nervous I could throw up.

"I'd love that, thanks Ricky," I could hear the smile in his voice and I immediately felt a little relieved.

I got up and looked at him, "Let's go then, yeah?" I ask looking at him making eye contact so I could look into his brown eyes that could slay anyone.

He nodded and smiled so we started walking inside the school. He handed me his times table and I smiled, happy to know we have all of the same classes.

I looked up to him, considering he's a good 5 inches taller than me and grinned, "We have all of the same classes together so all we have to do is find your locker and we can head to our first period."

His face lit up, "That's awesome, I'm actually pretty excited. I'm not only the cutest guys neighbour but I'm also in all of his classes."

Fucking hell did he just call me, the troll, cute? I can barley breathe.

I blushed really hard and tried to change the subject to avoid me making things awkward, "So what's your locker number?"

He looked down at his sheet which had his classes on it, "267."

I nodded knowing exactly where it was, it was Ghost's locker for the past two years, he must be excited that he finally got to move.

"Oh alright, follow me," I said walking down the opposite hallway of my locker.

He followed beside me and opened his locker putting his stuff inside and putting up an 18 Visions poster quickly.

I smirked at his poster, "You really do have a good music taste."

"I try," he smiled at me.

"Alright, let's head to my locker then we can get to English," he gave me a thumbs up in response and as soon as I finished setting up my locker we headed to class.

We got to English 5 minutes to spare and I leaded Chris to the back making sure that we avoided all the assholes we'd have to endure.

Jesus Christ I hope he's gay.

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