Emily's POV**
He's actually kissing me. Kiss back you idiot! the voice in my head laughs, and I listen to it gladly.
It's honestly the best feeling ever. Well, for the five seconds that it lasts.
He pulls away slowly, and my eyes flutter open, meeting his.
"Sorry, I had to do that." He tries to apologise, but I smile, shaking my head.
"You're such a dork, Devries." I grab his collar and pull him to me again, kissing him. Wow, I am so proud of you! the voice says, and I smile.
His hand is on my waist, and I cup his cheek, his hair tickling my cheek.
I pull away, and he looks at me, eyes shining with happiness. "Wow."
"I know." I'm actually breathless.
"That was..." He doesn't finish, but he doesn't need to.
"I know."
"So... You wanna go out tomorrow?"
I laugh, looking down for a second. "You are such a dork."
"Is that a yes?" He asks, and I nod.
"It's a yes. Where we going?"
"Anywhere you want." He smiles.
"How about my bed right now?" I try, and he grins, lifting me.
"You are so light, how much do you weigh?"
"About fifty Killograms," I shrug, wrapping my arms around Leondre, feeling sleepy.
He laughs quietly, and I'm so close to him I can feel his heartbeat.
He opens my bedroom door, and tucks me into bed, but i grab his hand. "Stay with me."
He smiles and I tug his arm as he tries to leave.
"Please? It's my birthday." I pull the birthday card, and he laughs, taking the bracelet off and placing it on my nightstand before lying on top of the covers. I know that trick. "Nope, you'll leave once I'm asleep." I pull the covers over him and he chuckles, turning to me.
"Go to sleep, Emie, I'll stay." He hugs me, and I fall asleep staring into his eyes...
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Leondre's POV**
She's so peaceful when she sleeps, forgetting everything that troubles her when she's awake. She wasn't in long sleeves today, and hadn't covered the scars with makeup as she said she normally does when we're around, and I'm glad she dpesn't feel the need to hide anymore.
It makes me sad that she ever did what I used to, and I know I'll do anything and everything I can to help her.
Her eyes open, and meet mine.
"Leondre?"
"Here, baby." I whisper.
She yawns, covering her mouth. "What time is it?"
I roll over and check my phone. "Ten ish."
"Okay." She sits up, yawning again and stretching, sliding out of bed and pulling her hair back into a pony tail. "What you ant for breakfast?"
"Something vegan." I joke, and she laughs.
"How does fruit sound? I'm kind of really into fruit now." She laughs, and I smile.
"Perfect."
"I blame you for that, by the way." She disappears, and after a few seconds, I follow, almost walking into Charlie.
"Morning bro, how'd you sleep?" He asks, smirking.
"Alright." I look at him. "Shut up."
He just laughs, "I didn't say anything though!"
"Your face did though." I laugh at him as he tries to figure it out.
"How can my face say something?"
"Your expdression, Charlie." I laugh, and he grins.
"ANyway, how did it go?"
I blush, looking down. "Alright."
"Aw, byt that reaction it's more than alright!" he smirks as I blush harder.
"Morning boys- why is Leondre blushing?" Alex comes out. Oh, perfect.
"I asked him how it went last night." Charlie says, and Alex looks at me questioningly.
"We're going out today." I shuffle my feet, rub my neck and look at Alex shyy, who's trying his best not to laugh.
"Well, I shall be here when you get back, no fooling around with my baby sister - too much." He grins, going into the bathroom, towel over his shoulder.
I go into Emily's bathroom, followed by Charlie, and throw a spare toothbrush from the cabinet at him. I brush my teeth, leave Charlie to have a shower, and go down to Emily, who's making breakfast for her dad, Brooke and Tilly, who're playing some sort of clapping game. There's a bowl of fruit on the side, and she points to it when she sees me. "That's yours."
I smile at her, and she grins. I hop up onto the side, so I'm facing the room, and Emiy looks at me strangely as I start feeding her random pieces of fruit every now and then, but she eats it.
"Aw isn't that goals." Brooke laughs, and we blush.
"Aw look, the couple is blushing." Here dad laughs at us.
"How do you know?" I ask, trying not to blush harder.
"I came down to check on you all last night." HE answers, waving his hand, drinking his tea or coffee.
I nod, looing down, rubbing the back of my neck. I'm starting to do that a lot.
Emily finishes, plating up and making Charlie and Alex one.
"Come on." She says to me, grabbing another bowl of fruit and leading me upstairs by the hand.
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The boys next door || completed
FanfictionBook One -------------- Emily James is fifteen years old, depressed and the invisible girl everywhere she goes. When she comes home from the mental hospital after six months, things are supposed to go smoothly. And they do... for about thirty secon...