The Boy Next Door (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 2

Authors note: I know this chapter and the last were short. But keep in mind these are samples of my story. If you guys like the idea, I WILL finish this. Ill think of this as a summer job :) Hehe enjoy.

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"Luke? Luke!" I yell his name. "Lani!" 

My eyes shoot open. Jaz is hovering over me. "Lani! Wake up!" 

I rub my eyes and yawn. 

Jaz throws some jeans and a T-shirt at me. "Put these on! We have to roll!"

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We're in Jazz's convertible on the way back from the furniture store. 

You're insecure, don't know what for 

"Oh my god! I LOVE THIS SONG!" Jaz yells. She turns it up and starts banging her head to the beat. I start laughing. I'm actually smiling. Eventually, I start doing the same as her. Suddenly, I stop smiling and laughing as my face turns into confusion. Jaz is confused too. In the distance there is a big RV looking bus in front of my flat. Jaz starts driving slowly.

From a distance, we could see a tall boy with curly hair. But thats it. I can't really make out his other features. Jaz gasp's and slams on the breaks. I fling forward and the seat belt flings me back to the seat. Behind us, other cars are honking and shouting rude things. Jaz doesn't acknowledge it though. "Dude, Jaz!" I say. She gasps, "Oh my god!"

"What?"

Jaz starts studdering and starts hitting me (small hits, not angry ones) like she just saw something shocking and can't speak. In other words, she's being spazzy. "What?!" I shout.

Pointing to red bus she says, "Thats One Direction! That was Harry Styles!"

Who were One Direction again? 

I give Jaz a confused look. She looks at me like Im crazy. "Your neighbors with Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles," she sternly says. "And they are?" I respond moving my head waiting for the answer. "Oh my god." Jaz turns up the radio and the I hear "Baby you light up my world like nobody else!" 

I look back and forth from the radio and the boy with the bouncy curls. I feel really stupid for not catching on sooner. "Oooh!" I exclaimed. 

"They are your neighbors and all you have to say is Oh?" Jaz questions. I shrug. "They're just boys."

Jaz starts driving a little further up. "You are seriously crazy. Harry and Louis are not just boys. Along with the other three."

"There's five of them?"

"You really have been locked in your room forever, haven't you?"

Thats a sensitive spot. Why? Because of the reason I have been locked up. 

As she parallel parks she quietly says, "Sorry."

I shake my head. "No, its fine. You didn't mean anything by it."

Jaz gives me a gentle smile. "See you tomorrow? OH and please get their numbers. Please!"

I laugh and walk up the stairs. Before walking into the door, I watch as a boy shuts his. I just got a weird feeling in the pit of my stomache. Maybe I'm just hungry.

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An hour after showering, I find myself on my keyboard which I had placed in the kitchen. 

And I'm free, free fallen.

I sing the words of Tom Petti outloud. It was his favorite song. Lukes. Though, he liked John Mayers version better. Every time I sing it, I feel connected to him. I may be crazy, but I feel like he's still there. I let my fingures dance on the keys of the keyboard.

"All the vampires walking through the valley

Move west down ventura boulevard."

"Hahahaha!" I hear laughter from a distance. Whats going on? I look over to the window I forgot was there. It was open and so was my neighbors. My voice stop singing and my fingures stopped dancing. I quietly got up and walked over to the window. 

The boy with the curls was clutching his stomache laughing while another boy in a striped shirt and a high pitched, but thick accent was mimicking someone; as it appears. I can't make out who he was making fun of and the boy with the curls joined. Although, I didn't know who they were talking about, their humor made me smile. I let out a quiet giggle.

"Harry, did you hear that?" The stripes said. Shit.

Before either of them turn around and slide to the left side of the window. I hear the voice of the curls who is apparently named Harry. 

"Must be from outside," he says. "Does someone live there? Theres a piano."

Usually, I would just say something like "Me! I'm here!" but seeing how awkward it would be for me to come out from the side of the window, I decide not to. 

The striped boy answers but his words are not clear. Harry had shut the window and all it sounds like is mumbling. 

I slowly look over out the window, and then I spot Harry. He really is cute. Hot even. Damn.

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