The Boy Next Door | Justin Bieber Fanfiction

Who is he?

Giselle's POV
My eyes slowly opened and closed again from the sunlight coming through my bedroom window. Once my eyes got used to the light, I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body in my queen size bed.

I sat up in bed and moved my hair that had gone in my face while looking around the room.

I got up from bed and walked downstairs, finding my younger brother, Christian, who was 16 years old.

Christian looked at me once I reached the last step of the stairs and pretended to be frightened.

" Oh my god! You do know there is something called a BRUSH and MAKEUP," he said

I smiled with annoyance and rolled my eyes. There was never a day where he was a bit of nice. Always and maybe forever, will be an ass.

Ignoring what he said, I walked over to the couch where he was watching TV and asked...

" Where's mom? "

"Giselle, it's Sunday. She's working," Christian answered going back to watching TV

"No food?" I said tilting my head a little.

"Nope."

"Trash," I said and walked over to the kitchen.

I looked into the refrigerator and started to look for some ' leftovers '.

"Christian, do you eat the leftovers?" I yelled out with a groan.

"Yes!" he yelled back.

I slammed the fridge door shut and went upstairs to get ready so that I could go out and get some food for me.

I took a shower and got dressed into some light skinny jeans and white loose crop top since it was summer.

I blow dried my hair and straightened my curls out.

When I was finally ready I grabbed my phone and my purse walking down the stairs.

"Where ya going?" Christian said still watching TV.

"Gonna go get something for me to eat," I said about to walk out the house.

"Get me - "

I shut the door so that I wouldn't hear what he wanted.

I walked down the sidewalk. I did have car and everything but I really didn't like using it as much. That's pretty wierd for a 18 year old.

I was starting to pass by the neighbors house when I saw a guy walk out from it.

He was wearing a white shirt and I'm guessing a longer shirt under with a red unbuttoned shirt. Along with, what looks like skinny jeans that are riped at his knees and white... Vans?
Yeah I get confused with shoes.

His hair was like a dirty blonde, it was long and was perfectly put to the right. He had tattoos on both his arms making sleeves.

He looked very cute and good looking. His eyes meeting mine knocked me out of my thoughts and I looked away and kept walking.

The whole way to the Starbucks, which is where I was going, I kept thinking about the guy. Who was he and why haven't I seen him around?

I was walking back home after finishing my breakfast and I thought about the golden-brown eyes of the neighbor. They were gorgeous in all honesty. He was gorgeous.

I walked inside my house and see my brother come down the stairs.

"Hey, who's the boy next door? " I asked assuming he may know.

"Oh, his name is Justin. I talked to him yesterday I think but he is the new neighbor that moved in like last week I believe," Christian said.

I nodded and started up the stairs.

"Did you bring my cereal?" Christian questions me.

"Oh... I didn't hear you sorry."

He groaned and walked away. I laughed and walked up to my room.

I looked at my bedroom window and saw that the window of ... Justin... Was in my view. So every time I looked out the window, his window would be in my view.

I sat on my bed and looked out. I wondered if he ever would come up and talk to me.. Maybe not.

I just hope everything goes good with... Well.....

The Boy Next Door....