Long Way Down《H.S》

2] new neighbor

Next day...

I woke up to my mom calling me. I groaned in annoyance and check my phone to see what time it was. It was 1:04pm I didn't know that I slept in..UGH now I won't be able to sleep later. I brush my teeth and splash water over my face to fully wake up. I walk down stairs and almost fall because of my clumsiness.

once I get to the kitchen she is making a ton of breakfast and turns around and says "Elanore, I need you to go next door and greet our new neighbor and ask him if he'd like to come over."

I groan in frustration because she always wakes me up for something she can do her self. I obey her and walk out of the back door and make my way over to the neighbors house. Suddenly remembering that the man that I saw at the hospital lives here.

I try to turn around when I here a door opening and closing and someone's hot breath on my neck. I turn around and before I could say something the man speaks up first. "Hello, love." My insides melt from the way he called me love. He has a thick British accent and his words sends a shiver down my spine. He speaks up again " And what do they call you,baby girl?" I visibly gulp when his mouth is an inch away from my ear. He deeply chuckles.

I turn back around and eye him carefully noticing the way his eyes rake down my body. Remembering that I never changed out of my shorts and v-neck I quickly wrap my arms around me.

He looks back up and smirks. "My mom said if you'd want to come over for breakfast?" He looks at me for a while then pokes his tongue out to wet his bottom lip. He nods his head then snakes his arm around my waist. I look up at him in disbelief but he doesn't even look like he care. Like it just came to him naturally. I speed my walk up to try and get out of his grasp when I hear him chuckle behind me.

I can't help but blush from my embarrassment. Once we reach my house he jogs to open up the door for me. I don't bother to say thank you because I knew if I talked I would choke on my words because he's so damn hot. He arches his eyebrow at my rudeness and I mutter a quick sorry before going into the kitchen to find my mom setting down 3 plates and putting food on the table.

I take a seat on the left side of the table,my mom takes a seat on the edge of the table,and the man sits next to me. I Scoot my chair over a little and he does the same except towards my chair. My mom doesn't notice and says "Hello, thanks for joining us. I'm Rose. This is Elanore.What might your name be?" She tries her best to talk proper English since English isn't her first language,instead it's Spanish. He smiles warmly and says "Hi.

My name is Harry styles." He takes a quick glance at me before he eats his food. I do the same. I tuned out all my mom's loud talking and focused on what I wanted to do this summer since I was out of school and next year I'm going to be a sophmore in high school. As I took a bite of the toast on my plate I felt a large warm hand land on my thigh. I almost choked on the bit of toast still in my mouth but Harry puts his hand on my back patting it gently.

My mom rolls her eyes and says "Elanore you're so damn clumsy. We have guest over for Christ sake." I look up and before I knew what I was saying it came out "Well excuse me for almost choking,DAMN."

Harry gently Squeezes my thigh a little telling me to calm down. And I do. I don't Know why but I think I have a crush on this man...I know it'll never work because I'm only 16 and he's like In his mid twenties.

I take a sip of my water and pick up my plate knocking Harry's hand right off of me.I take my plate to the sink. I'm about to go upstairs when I realize I have to get ready for work. I check the time and it says 2:25 I run upstairs and leaveing my flirtatious mom and the annoyed Harry.

I hop in the shower and brush my hair and braid it into a crown braid with a thick bun. I liked to put my hair in buns,because you could see the dark red dye on one half of the bun and the other side was all blonde it kind of resembled Melanie martinez,SHE IS BOSS.

I can relate to her personality so much
Sometimes I think I'm a bit Kookoo in the head because I think about really bad things like, I was once bullied by people at school and I would always get so mad that I would think about slitting their throats open and bashing their heads into the concrete side walk. So Uum...moving on.

I picked out my usual black skinny jeans with rips in them and a red and black flannel with my lightening bolt ankle boots...yeah you heard me right they are black ankle boots with yellow lightening bolts on them.

I applied a thin coat of mascara and a medium coat of black liquid eye liner.

I check myself out in the mirror checking if I looked alright and I did. I checked the time again it read 3:30pm. I grabbed my phone, wallet and hand bag and step out of my room and shut the door.