Balance*EDITING*

Chapter six

Mack POV~

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RRRRIIINNGGGG.... RRRRIIINNGGG

My ears screech as my alarm sounds throughout my apartment. Ugh another day, another nickel. I can't believe I'm thinking spongebob this early in the morning.

I reach over and smack the alarm off my bedside table and cuddle back into my blankets.

It's too cold to actually leave my bed. I'll just get up in like three minutes......

RRRRIIINNNNGGGG RIINGGGG

I groan and pull the covers off of my freezing body. I pad over to where the alarm fell and turn it off.

Stupid alarm won this round. Since I'm already up I put on a pair of fuzzy socks and very zombie like, walk to my bathroom.

I fight my eyelids to stay open while I brush my teeth. I splash some cold water on my face and I am definitely awake now.

I quickly take a shower and wrap my towel around my shaking body. I walk over to my thermostat and gasp as I see it's on 62 degrees.

I turn on the heater and am automatically brought to warmth.

I change into something that makes me look like I'm trying when in reality they are just a pair of fancy leggings.

I walk over to my vanity and pull out my concealer to hide my sleepless nights. I bought a mascara while I was at the drugstore getting new concealer, so let's see how this works out.

I open my eyes wide just like the woman on TV do it and attempt to coat my lashes.

Of course I end up stabbing my eye. I yelp and my eyes immediately start to water.

I run over to my bathroom and wash out my eye with cold water. I dab my eye softly with a paper towel and ice until the swelling goes down but for now I have to function with this stupid thing on my eye.

I grab my phone off my charger and turn on my Amy Winehouse playlist. I slide into the kitchen singing along.

"Whhaatt kind of fuckkery is this? You made me miss the sliiickk Riickk giggg. You thought I didn't love you when I diiiddd." I jam out

Meanwhile Rosko jumps up and down begging for food. I laugh at his big eyes and throw him a piece of ham.

I end up making scrambled eggs, which was quite the struggle with one arm available. But of course I'm Mack and I tend to screw shit up all the time.

As I'm sitting eating I move around a couple things in my kitchen and that's when I hear the beeping of the fire alarm going off.

I turn around and scream at the sight in front of me. The pan is on fire. I run over and turn off the stove. I am running around like a chicken without a head looking for the fire extinguisher.

As soon as I find it I hear a knock at my door.

"UHH just hold on one second." I yell over the alarm.

I hear another knock and I don't know what to think. Either this person is deaf and doesn't hear the fire alarm going off meaning I'm dealing with something or they are just trying to annoy me.

"I'll be right there I kind of have a fire in my kitchen." I finally extinguish the fire and drop the extinguisher to the floor.

I'm already out of breath as I reach the door. I pull open the door and see the same man I ran into yesterday at work.

"Ummm hi... can I help you?"

"Hey sweetheart." He responds casually.

I sigh loudly and roll my eyes. "Okay let's get something straight. 1. My name is not sweetheart and 2. What are you doing here?" I proclaim

"What happened to your eye?" he ignores my question and smirks coyly at me.

"I just uh... you know what it's none of your business. Look I don't have time for your games. I have to get to work and my kitchen just caught on fire so I would kindly appreciate it if yo-" he cuts me off mid sentence pushing past me and into my apartment

"Oh yeah by the way you can take the day off." He smiles at me picking up a random elephant I have on my coffee table.

"Excuse me?" I question him as he roams around my apartment looking at random knick knacks I have.

"You can take the day off. I'm your new floor manager in case you were wondering." He responds casually throwing the elephant on my couch.

"Wait what? Let me guess you made the complaint too?" I question him putting the elephant back on the table.

"I mean come on have you seen the guy working. It's like he doesn't care about anything." He answers again picking up a record I have laying next to my grandmas old record player.

"Please don't touch that." I walk over to him and take it from his hands putting it back in its place.

"Oh I'm sorry am I bugging you angel?" he has this douche bag of a smile plastered on his face like he knows what he is doing.

"Quit it! Ok I don't know what you are doing here or why you are even in my apartment building but can-" he interrupts me again. "Don't be so greedy Mackenzie this isn't only your building."

"What do you mean?" I respond, ignoring the fact that he called me by my full name. He picks up a snow globe off my mantle and shakes it then looks over at me smirking.

He sets down the snow globe and reaches for my hand. I stand there looking at his hand. "Have you never heard of a handshake?" He sighs annoyingly as if I'm wasting his time. "Okay then, let me start you off." he pulls my hand in his and this sensation creeps up my entire body.

"Hi I'm Harry and I'm your new neighbor."

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AN:

Hey sorry this chapter isn't all that long but I didn't have much time to work on it. Hope you enjoyed though. Harry is such a little asshole don't ya think. Anyways don't be a ghost reader, vote and comment please!

Alright I love you guys thanks for reading. ~Gabby