Ms Believer (Jacksepticeye FanFic)

New Guy

I parked my car in front of the apartment complex door and sat there for a second. A large box sat in the back and I was not looking forward to moving it on my own. I could have parked on the side, and gotten it in from the back door, avoiding the steps down to my apartment. But parking in front means no walking on the wet grass. Decisions, I swear. I sighed and got out of my little, used, Honda. I grabbed the large box holding a computer my- step- dad got for me. I am so glad that I am starting to work out, God damn.

I made my way, slowly, to the complex door, and it opened for me. The box was stunting my view a little and I was looking down to make sure I didn't trip. But a voice spoke:

"Oh, hey, let me get that for you!" And then the box was being lifted from my hands before I could say no. Then I could see the stranger with the friendly Irish accent. He was much taller than my short 5'3 height. His bright blue eyes were smiling down at me as he took my box and the brown mop of hair on his head was waving in the wind. He looked handsome in his nice jeans and tight fitting shirt as well.

"So, where's your apartment?" He broke my trance.

"Ah, sorry, um, down those stairs, number two." He went down the stairs and waited for me to unlock the door. I opened it for him and pointed him to the living room, by a small television that sat on a desk. He then stood in the middle of my living room, with his hands on his hips.

"Well, you have a nice place." He turned to me. "I mean, mine looks exactly like it, but yours is missing the boxes and is much more cleaner and organized." He chuckled and I smiled.

"I'm Sean, by the way. I just moved in a couple days ago." He put his hand out for me to shake.

"Callie." I said. His hand was strong compared to my stubby fingers, and his swallowed mine in warmth. "I didn't see a moving truck, did you not have a lot of stuff?"

"Oh, I came straight from Ireland, I sold practically all my stuff or already sent it here." He explained.

"Okay, I got you. What number are you in?"

"I am actually in number two, across the hall from you!" I realized the more he talked and got comfortable, the louder he got and the thicker his accent was.

"Great, now I get to bother you!" I teased. I felt comfortable with this guy and talking to him was pretty easy.

"I'll bother you right back!" His voice was friendly but he had a growl in his throat that made it like a threat. It made me laugh. I love this man's accent. Maybe that's why it's so easy to talk; just so I can keep listening to it.

"Where in Ireland are you from?" I asked.

"I lived in Athlone with a few friends and then my girlfriend." Oh so there's a girl. Which doesn't surprise me, he's very good looking. "Now I'm in Kansas living by my new friend!" We laughed together.

"Okay, I have to go to the store. I'm glad I got the chance to meet you and talk, Callie. I'll be seeing you around!" I walked him to my door and he waved as he walked up the stairs. I smiled back at the sweet Irishman and shook my head as I walked back in. Don't even start, Callie.

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Hi, yes, hello. I had posted this earlier and it was something TOTALLY different. But I think I'm settled on this one. Let's see how it goes! I am also new to this fandom, so if I get any facts wrong about Mr. McLoughlin or something please correct me! Thank you!

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