Neighbors

E i g h t.

Okay so, cute girl next door is in my house. In my brother's room. 15 feet away from me exactly. Alright, not exactly but it's a pretty close estimate. I think.

What am I doing? I shouldn't be trying to figure out how far away cute girl next door is. I should be figuring out how to get in there subtlety and spend time with her. Wait. It's my brother's room. I can do anything. I can walk in there and sit down. Okay, I'm not going to do that actually. That sounded like a great idea, but now it just seems kinda creepy and weird. Just imagine, I open the door, they all look up from whatever they're doing and I sit on my brother's bed. I just sit there. Then, they all crane their heads towards my direction, curious to what I'm doing. And there I am. Sitting there. On my brother's bed. Just sitting there. So I need a Plan B. A better plan than Plan A.

Let me think. Absentmindedly, walking over to my bed and plopping myself down, I rest my chin on my hand. I got it! "I can walk in there and be like 'Hey Luke, mom just texted me and said that you need to take the trash out, so go get going.' And then, cute girl next door will be like 'Hey hottie with a body, why don't you stay in here with us? You're not doing anything better correct?' with that cute smirk she does and then I'll be like 'Oh why thank you Cute Girl Next door, but I think I'm going to just chill in my room.' and she will watch me leave and be like 'Cmon, just chill with us for a bit. If you're so bored within the next 20 minutes, then you can leave and go back to whatever else you are doing.' And the, the 20 minutes pass by, I get up, without looking at her and be like "Well, this was fun and all, but I'm going to go back to my room. See ya!"

And then Cute Girl Next Door will beg me not to leave. She will be like "Niall wait!" And I'll turn around to hear her plea, and she walk up to me, puppy eyed, "Come on Niall, just stay in here with us. With me." Batting her eyes and I won't be able to fight that because just imagining her doing something so innocent like that is turning me on and then I'll have to sit there. She will absentmindedly get closer to me and I will do the same, thighs touching one another. Skin to skin. I'll have to get her away from our siblings at this point, "Hey Cute Girl Next Door, do you want to get some water with me?" Of course she will say yes, which will lead to her and I walking down the steps together and heading into my kitchen to get water. But since we are both hormonal teenagers, our minds will be preoccupied with something else which isn't getting water."

"It's bullet proof!" I yelled aloud after telling myself the plan.

Wait, no. I can't. She's better than this and so am I. I'm not going to makeout with her right away. I can't leave that impression on her.

One, because she's my neighbor.

Two, because the last time that I made out with a girl before getting to know her, she turned out to be psycho. Maybe, if I got to know her, I would've learned that she was crazy and super clingy which then I wouldn't have hooked up with her. I mean, after we had sex, it was good and all, but I don't know I just didn't feel anything. It felt off being with her like that. So of course, I did the typical boy thing, I ended up being a douche towards her.

After we had sex, we had both fallen asleep, I woke up in the middle of the night, and quietly slipped out of her house. I thought I was in the clear. Boy, was I wrong. This girl woke up that day and somehow got my number, I still haven't figured out who gave my number to her. I woke up to so many messages from her, it was ridiculous. She left me messages like Honey where are you? or Sweet Pea, I miss you already //: and after a bunch of those, throughout the day she left me messages saying stuff like Daddy, where are you? and Let's hook up again. I really loved it. Not gonna lie, those messages turned me on a little, but they would turn any horny teenage boy on. It's a girl begging for some sex, clearly being as desperate as she could be.

But after she realized that I was ignoring her messages and I didn't want anything to do with her, she actually started stalking me. It was kind of scary. Scratch that, it was very scary. Everywhere I would turn in the school hallways, there she was lingering about. Constantly watching me, following me at a great distance. She eventually got over me, I guess she slept with some other guy and decided to go stalk him instead.

Because of that experience, that is why I will not be having sex or kissing Cute Girl Next Door anytime soon. Even though I want to so bad. I want to kiss her plump lips and run my hands through her hair, lightly grazing my nails on her back, causing goosebumps to run all over her body. Whispering dirty words into her ear, telling her everything that I wish to do to her, causing her face to turn a crimson red color, her innocence beaming through.

"Niall stop!" yelling at myself, knocking myself out of that fantasy. Allowing a sigh to slip out, "Oh Girl Next Door, you are not going to make this easy for me are you?" asking myself.

Okay so like I said before, I'm trying to portray Niall as a typical boy, not a perfect boy that every girl dreams of. And boys, well they do boy things so I will mention that throughout my story, and having him like this, makes his character so much better and you'll see why later in my story. Some parts of this story will turn a little graphic, so just be ready for that but for now it's pretty good, nothing too bad. Just remember Niall and Kenz are both teenagers in my story and they will do teenagers stuff. ((: