One Life {finished}

Three: Boy Next Door

"Sweety, get out of bed. You've been there this whole week. I haven't even seen you go into your music room. That's rare." My mom's voice was so soothing and sweet it actually convinced me to get up. But I couldnt forget. I needed to forget and possibly move on, move on from Justin. How could I ever thought about that I can't move on, I cant.

"Well maybe you could come with us to the neighbors house next door. They invited us to a cookout and I think thats what you need right now. To get out of the house." My mom was right. I needed a distraction. Something that could make me forget and maybe make me as happy as Justin. But I dont think nothing could ever replace that. Well just sitting around all day wasn't going to help either.

"How about it, you coming?" I noded my head.

"Yea...I think I'll go." My voice was raspy. I was actually happy to hear my voice again and I was having a hard time talking considering i was getting my vocal chords back to work. I looked at my phone It was Saturday.  Saturday! How did this week go by. I couldn't even remember. I checked the time it was 5:15 pm.

I went to the bathroom in my room. I took off my clothes and turned on the water in the shower. I got my right foot in followed by the left. I felt the cold water hit me and then it started getting warm. I closed my eyes and washed my face.

I felt Justin's arms around my waist holding me. I turned around and kissed his soft wet lips. I touched his chest and and down his abs. He kissed my neck and left a trail of kisses accross my chest. His hands touched my face  and he rubbed his thumb slowly and softly on my cheek. I kissed him and he massaged my body with soap..

I stroked my shoulders washing off the soap. I opened my eyes and applied shampoo. The shampoo washed off and I turned off the water. I got out and grabbed my towel and headed towards my closet.

I put on some washed ripped jeans with a white vneck shirt. I slipped in my brand new converse and then grabbed my red sweater. I brushed my hair and made a fish tale. I made it look messy but pretty. I got my Selena gomez perfume and sprayed it on my neck twice and my clothes twice. Same routine I used to do until everything happened.

"Caroline we have to go mija!" My mom yelled from downstairs. I grabbed my phone it was 5:56 pm. Then I grabbed my red sweater just incase and headed downstairs.

"Ready? Mason lets go!" I nodded and my dad walked down the stairs. "Hey sweety, feeling better?"

"Yeah dad. I'm ok." We headed out the door and walked throught the big path to the sidewalk. The neighbors were next door so it was easy to walk there.

My mom knocked on the door. This very cute boy answered it. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt with a blue leather jacket and his sleeves rolled up. With white supras. He didnt look bad at all. 

"Hello. How are you all doing?" He shook my moms hand, my dads and mine. He had a wide smile and I hadnt smiled in a long time but i managed. "Come in, come in" He said and we headed inside the house. It was big like mine and the walls were wonderful white. Made the house happy and bright. The couches were leather black and looked exotic, I liked it.

"Hello welcome!!" She said cheerfully and shook my parents hand and then mine. She was followed by an older man and shook our hands as well.

"Welcome! I'm Diana and this is my husband John." The woman, Diana, said.

"Nice to meet you John! I'm Lidia and this is my husband Mason." My mom said. My dad said hello and him and John went oustide doing guy stuff. My mom and Diana started talking about mother stuff and hiw busy they were.

I Headed to the bathroom and heard someones voice from a room to the left side. He was arguing with somone on the phone. Why was I eavesdropping if I didn't care and went into the bathroom. I did my business, washed my hands and took off. As I headed out the door I bumped into someone and hit my head. I looked up rubbing my head and he did the same. It was the guy from earlier. He was very cute and I hadn't noticed how honey brown his eyes were. I couldn't take my eyes off of his and then I looked at his lips. He licked them.

"Ow. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you im sorry." he said with a half smile still rubbing his head.

"no no I-I'm sorry. For. That." I said nervous from him. Why was I feeling this way. I shouldn't be feeling this. Last time I felt this was with...Justin.  But this was some stupid thought I had in my mind to forget Justin. I guess everything reminded me of him.

"No it's fine. So what's your name?" He said as we walked downstairs.

"Im Caroline. How about you?" I said as we sat on the leather couch.

"I'm Derek. So your new here huh?"

"No I've been here for two months." I said saddening my voice.

"Oh I haven't really seen you out except when you guys were moving in your stuff." I hadn't even noticed him thinking and leaving my mind with Justin. "What do you do for fun? Maybe we can hangout? Have a friend I understand how it feels to move all the time." He was just like me, moving from place to place. But this is how it started with Justin. Maybe if I told him I wrote music he would stop talking to me and making me feel feelings.

"I like to write music and draw."

"Really? I like to write music too!!" He said excitedly and not again. Not another boy with passion for music, although thats the first thing I look in a guy. I giggled and put a strip of hair behind my ear.

"So are you looking for a music career and become the next heartthrob?" I said seriously. He smiled and smirked.

"No ha Im actually a photographer. I love taking pictures and directing videos and movies with my dad. I wanna go farthur into filming and photography." Derek said his eyes lighting up. He got all excited and was serious about his dreams coming true.

"Big future. I like it."

"So how about you what do you want to do?" He asked curious.

"I want to do music and take over my dads fashion company and make my own clothing line."

"Bright future. Fashionista I like it" He said and smiled. I loved his smile and laughed with him. He tickled me and I hit him playfully when my mom called that the burgers were ready. We ate and talked about everything. We were the only ones inside. Derek and I. I liked hanging out with him he made me forget about all my problems. He made me feel specail and important. Like I was the only person in the world and I hadn't felt that in a long time. But I, I still was in love with Justin and I had to forget. I needed to. I didn't want to but I needed to.

And the boy next door was sitting there with his beautiful hazel eyes and astonishing smile. Starring at me. Was I feeling again?