The one I never saw (Raura Fanfiction)

CHAPTER ONE

Chapter one:
The one who lives next door

After holiday season is over, after Christmas with the family, and a rather boring New Year's Eve night passed like every other, after all the family members have gone back to their lives in their different cities, after those first few days of the new year flow by like they aren't really days, after you come back to school everything feels changed.

Even when it really isn't, it feel like it.

For me, at least this year and for the first time in my life, things really were changed.

My father's job promotion gave him and my mom the excellent idea of moving into one of the best neighbourhoods in town.

And when I say best I mean, most expensive.

Because wouldn't it be so great for my mom to get to brag that we have a house here?

And of course my dad agreed to it.

But I shook it off.

Until I found out who my next door neighbour was.

"I already have to endure him at school, now you want me to bring him cookies? Do you know the mockery I will receive?" I yelled loudly and obnoxiously to my father, scrunching my face at the thought of it all.

"I thought he was your friend." His words left his pouty sloppy mouth softly, his tired eyes clearly giving away that he was trying to calm me down. It was enraging.

My stomach turned. It made me nervous.

"He's friends with my boyfriend, dad. He's horrible." I whined my chest in a revolting mess.

"Just go, make it easier on us. You know, your mom wants to be friendly with the neighbours. Specially this ones!" He placed a hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes sharing a sincere look of sympathy.

"Fine." I groaned snatching the tray wrapped in plastic from the counter and stomping my way out the house, my dad opening the front door for me.

"Be nice." He yelled behind my back.

I haven't been a guest at the first Lynch house that many times.

Plus the only reason I came was when Ashton would bring me along.

And yeah, you heard right. First.

The Lynch family being one of the wealthiest families in this small goddamned town owned three houses.

Yes, they were a big family but they surely didn't need three houses to fit five kids in.

Plus most of them were away at college!

The central house, where I was about to knock on, the top of the hill house, further away and under construction, and a riverside house, right next to my boyfriend's house.

Ashton and Ross's parents were business associates and because of that they became inseparable from birth.

Turned out to be a curse for me.