Victoria's POV
"Knee Socks" was playing through my room. The sun was just about to set and i was almost finished with my drawing. It was a sunday night and my art assignment was due tomorrow, and me being the procrastinator i am, decided to do it the last day.
The song changed to another Arctic Monkeys song and i started singing along, loudly in fact. That's when i heard a loud manly laugh from outside. I turned my head and saw a boy, a boy with hazel eyes, brown hair and a chiseled jaw. He was sitting on his roof, which was just level with my window smoking a cigarette. He was watching me, grinning, and i was watching him.
I leaned across my stereo and turned the music down. He was still watching me, intently. He looked around my age.
"Whats your name?" I asked bravely. He gave me a confused look and hesitantly said "George" i almost laughed, what a normal name for such a mysterious guy. "I'm Victoria" i smiled at him. He laughed, before crushing his smoke into the roof to put it out. "Such a posh name, i bet you're a good girl Vicky" he smirked.I cringed at the nickname. I had never liked the name Vicky. I ignored his comment about me being a good girl. "Don't call me that" he laughed, which he seems to do alot and said "Sorry Vicky".
I rolled my eyes and continued drawing, George still sat on the roof, staring up at the stars. "Whats your favourite shape?" I asked in the awkward silence. He snapped his head towards me and said "Octagon" I gave him a puzzled look. "Why?" I asked, wondering why such an uncommon shape. "It has 8 sides like how an Octopus has 8 tentacles" i laughed at him, i was expecting some deep emotional quote.
So we exchanged small talk here and there until about 11. I yawned and cleaned up my art stuff. George was watching me, like he seems to do alot. "You're pretty cute you know" he said out of nowhere. I froze, the butterflies in my stomach going crazy. "Thank you" i blushed and walked over to the window. "Goodnight George" i smiled and just as i was about to close the window, i heard him quietly say "Goodnight Vicky".
After i closed the curtains, i got dressed and went to my comfy bed and fell asleep.
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The boy on the roof ♡
RomansaVictoria was listening to music in her room when she heard a rough laugh. She looked out of her window and saw a boy. Not just any boy, a gorgeous boy with hazel eyes and a cigarette between his perfect lips. // Victoria is LaurDiy from youtube ♡