"That's ridiculous mom," I say as I open the door.
"I know it! That's why you have to get the mail!" Mom explains. Apparently she forgot to get the mail for three days in a row and the mail lady called some select words yesterday morning while I was at school.
This week at school I couldn't help but flirt back with Noah in art. I am getting to know him better everyday. Yesterday was Wednesday and Zayn got into a fight with me over my new car. The only person who I'd let ride in it was Jared, but he found a bottle of axe cologne and assumed I was cheating. He's been really scared of me cheating lately and it's starting to piss me off.
I walk down to the mailbox and pull it open. I'm tired of these late night mail runs. Mom needs to remember it every morning. One letter from my grandparents. It's addressed to me so I open it in the driveway.
It's a birthday card. My birthday isn't until Tuesday, but it is soon. I almost forgot about it. I open it up and find a hundred dollar bill. I love my grandparents.
"How much is that?" I hear Noah say from across the street. I jump and throw the card, money, and envelope all over the driveway.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you," he says as he runs across the street.
"It's ok.. You're such a creep.." I say with a grin and he chuckles while bending down to help pick up the mess.
"I'm just waiting for my binoculars to arrive," he says and I laugh hard.
"I've got a zoom lens on my camera, you cant count how many naked pictures I have of you, Styles," I say and he winks.
"I could say the same thing, James," he says and we laugh.
"Are you driving to Louis' party tomorrow?" He asks. I hadn't really thought about it. Jane was going to ride home with Louis after school, and I can't get a ride from Zayn.
"Well.. I plan to be drinking, and I don't want to hurt Janice if I'm drunk," I say causing him to raise an eyebrow, "my truck," I say and point to the love of my life. I've only had Janice for a week and she is my favorite thing in the world. I named her the first day I drove her to work. Niall asked me if I wanted to trade and I told him 'never'.
"You named your truck Janice?" He asks.
"You got a problem with that?" I try to sound intimidating, but when I poke him on the chest he giggles.
"What if I do? Are you going to do something about it, Sheila Rachelle James?" He used my full name.
"It's on like donkey kong!" I say before poking his sides and tickling him. He laughs so hard that I think his curly head is going to pop right off. I tickle him until he is lying on the cold hard ground. I continue to tickle him and he can barely breathe.
"Shea! Stop it! Shea!" He says between breaths and hold his stomach. He reaches up with his arm and pokes me in the side, making me squeal and fall on top of him. He starts to tickle me and we are both rolling around and tickling each other. We eventually stop when we are both on our backs catching our breath. We are both looking up t the sky in a beautiful silence. I know it's cheesy, but I was happy with myself.
"Harry could drive you..if that's ok with Zayn," he says and breaks our silence.
"Who cares about Zayn?" I say, and sort of mean it. I'm a little mad at Zayn for being so petty about the Styles. Yes, I did kiss Noah, but Zayn doesn't know that so he has no real reason to be pisses.
"You do... You love him, don't you?" Noah says awkwardly.
"I.. Well.. Not lately.. He's been weird," I try to explain.
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The Neighbors
FanficOne day Shea James notices a moving truck across the street. The biggest part of the delivery being three new identical neighbors. Logan, Harry, and Noah Styles.