The Neighbors

Chapter 34

"And so then I just couldn't hold back my laughter! Logan can be so ridiculous sometimes," Noah tells me and I laugh along. Apparently the day they moved in, Logan ran into the same glass door three times.

"When I met Za-" I pause. Maybe I shouldn't continue.

"You can talk about him, Shea, I don't mind," he says and adjusts the pillow behind his back. We've been sitting down telling each other stories for a few hours now.

"Ok, well when I met his parents for the first time I ran into the backdoor at his house and spilled potato salad everywhere," I say. It was actually really embarrassing at the time, but his parents just laughed with me and made Zayn clean it up.

"You've already met my mum, so-" he pauses to yawn, "we won't have to worry about that happening," he gives me a sleepy smile.

"Are you tired, Noah?" I ask and then yawn. I guess we're both tired.

"No," he lies. I can tell by the way he blinks he is tired.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" I ask.

"Sure, let's watch The Vow," he says casually. I let a small chuckle escape and select The Vow on Netflix. Him and his brothers love girly movies and I've watched more chick flicks with them than I had in my whole life. Even Jared was making references to The Notebook the other day.

I start playing the movie and snuggle into Noah, careful not to hit my knot on his chest. He wraps his arms around me and I wrap mine under his.

It's funny how comfortable I am with him. Yeah, he's my boyfriend, but he's probably my best friend, too. And he's my boyfriend. I still can't get over that. I'm in bliss.

I watch Channing Tatum on screen and I think to myself that he's nothing compared to Noah. I used to be obsessed with Channing Tatum, but Noah is so much.. Different. Better. He's incredible, really.

"I always liked her sculptures, I think it would be so cool if-" I start to talk but when I look at Noah's face he is fast asleep. He's so cute. I giggle quietly and turn the tv off with the remote. I snuggle back into him and breath in his comforting scent.

I love how comfortable I am with him. I eventually stop watching him and drift into sleep.

*Harrys POV*

"I'm going to have water in my ears for the rest if my life now," I say and rub my wet hair with the towel again.

"You started it," Louis says with a smug look and turns into a diner parking lot. It's a little late, but we're both starved. We've been swimming almost all day. Well, half the time swimming, the other half making out.

I really never realized I liked guys. Actually, I don't think I like guys. But I like Louis. More than I've liked another guy or a girl.

"What made you realize you were gay?" I ask and he looks at me confused for a second but then looks back at the parking lot as he pulls us into a spot. He puts the car in park and looks over to me.

"That's a random question, but, um, I realized that I never liked girls, so I guess I sort of put the pieces together," he says and turns off the car.

"How come you didn't tell your parents?" I ask and he stiffens. I know it's early for me to be asking these things, but I have this nudging inside of me making me want to know everything about him.

"Uhm, well, my, I," he pauses, "I would tell my mom and dad, but it's just scary, I have no idea how they will react, and that scares me," he says.

"But you told the whole school?" I say. I'm honestly really confused about this.

"I don't have to live with the whole school," he says. He has a point.

"Do you ever want to tell them?" I ask.

"Of course, I'm just scared for now, I'll get around to it," he says and I smile.

"Let's go eat," I say. He nods and smiles.

At the restaurant we can't hold hands or make out because some kids from school are there and I don't think I've been with Louis long enough to show the whole school that I like guys. But its funny, I don't like guys. I like Louis.

"Pretend I'm holding your hand," Louis says quietly so only I can hear it.

"Pretend I'm kissing your cheek," I say. He blushes and it's absolutely adorable.

((So, I'm really tired but I thought you at least deserved this tiny bit of the story. Sorry I'm always keeping you waiting.))