The Neighbors

Chapter 12

"Hello Shea..?" Harry said an looked back and forth between the boxes of pizza and my face. He's still wearing the same clothes from school today. I hadn't told him that I was coming over and assumed that they weren't busy.

"Hey, want pizza?" I smile coolly. He looks confused but nods.

"Sure... Uh... come in," he flashes a confused smile and opens the door.

Logan is sitting on the couch in his jeans and no shirt. He is sitting with his feet up on the coffee table and he's watching spongebob.

"Hey Shea," he says and hardly moves.

"She brought a pizza," Harry tells him. He doesn't move his head but holds out his hand. I set down the boxes on the coffee table next to his feet.

"Uugh," Logan groans and sits up to open the box. He grabs a slice of pizza and leans back to eat it.

"Noah! We got a pizza!" Harry shouts up the stairs as I grab a slice and sit next to Logan. Harry walks over and grabs a slice before sitting on the other side of Logan and eating it.

"Is there a reason you came to see us?" Harry asks.

"I was bored," I shrug and continue eating.

"Oh, well mum is at work so I guess this pizza is all ours," he smiles as Logan reaches for another piece.

"Oh, hey Shea," I hear Noah behind me and turn around.

I must not have heard him coming down the stairs. He is wearing a paint covered white beater and paint covered basketball shorts. He has paint in his hair and on his face. He's so adorable.

"Hey Noah," I smile wide and wave. There are butterflies in my stomach just from the sight of him. I'm thankful that I touched up my makeup before I walked over here.

"How much was the pizza?" He asks and reaches in his pocket to pull out his wallet.

"Don't worry about it. I have extra money from work and you don't have a job yet," I say and stop him.

"Actually, sometimes Noah sells his art online," Harry informs me.

"Oh, I sold a painting to one of my moms friends once for his living room," I say.

"Yeah, I sell a lot on etsy," he says and grabs a thirty dollars from his wallet. He holds it out for me and I shake my head.

"No, really, it's fine," I say and he shakes his head and smiles.

"I won't eat any until you take my money," he says and I roll my eyes.

"Then don't eat," I say simply and finish off my crust.

"Shea, you're going to take my money," he says and tosses it into my lap.

"Noah, I told you, I'm fine with paying," I say and throw the money onto the coffee table.

"At least take twenty?" He says and stuffs the ten dollar bill into his pocket.

"Fine, I'll take twenty," I say and he cheers, "but only because I'm buying a new car tomorrow!" I explain and stuff the twenty dollar bill in my pocket.

"I thought you weren't going to buy the car until later this month?" Harry inquires.

"Uh, yeah, I wanted to get it sooner," I explain. I didn't want to have to ride with Zayn anymore. He is always rushing me in the morning when he claims I'm 'not getting ready fast enough' and he doesn't like liquids in his car. I don't have time to drink my orange juice at the house and I can't drink it on the go.