The Boy Next Door

Virginia

   I threw my black skinny jeans and my favorite sweatshirt on. I grabbed my phone, my headphones, a cigarette, and my lighter and walked downstairs. I slipped on my black Toms and walked outside. I sat down and lit the cigarette. I looked up and there was a boy, about a year or two younger than me. He didn't have a shirt on and his toned chest was on full view. He had a barely visible 6 pack.
   "Hi." He said biting his lip. I put the cigarette in my mouth. "I'm Jacob, your neighbor. Can I sit?"
   "I'm Hannah. Yeah, take a load off. I'm sorry if smoke bothers you." I said, taking a draw of the cigarette.
   "It's fine." He said, sitting down on the steps next to me. "I smoke too."
   "Wanna share it?" I asked. "Nevermind. That's wei.."
   "Sure!" He said.

6 hours later

   "Hahaha!" I laughed. Jacob was tickling me and we were as high as mother fuckers. It was midnight and we had learned almost everything about each other. He had found out I was 15 and I found out he was 13. I found out he was internet famous. He stopped tickling me and grabbed his phone.
   "I better le-leave." He hiccuped. I pulled him back onto the bed and turned the lights off. I snuggled into him and he laid his hand on my waist. He kissed my forehead.
   "Bab.." He said as I dosed off.