The guy next door.

Chapter two

Trevor's P.O.V

As I leave Natasha's flat I walk in mine and close the door. Oh my god Natasha's perfect. I love her eyes and her voice. We are so familiar. We like so many of the same things. I hope we can be friends. She'd be my only friend I've really have in what feels like forever. I get my laptop and sit on my bed. I find Natasha's Instagram and look at a few of her posts. I pull out my phone and see she texted me.

"Hi Trevor! :P i followed you on Instagram!"

"Hi Natasha! And thank you!"

"Umm Trevor can I ask you something"

"Sure what is it"

"When can we hang out again?"

"How about Sunday?"

"Sure that sounds great!"

Wait. I could have a chance with her?! No. Who am I kidding? She's too good for me. I'm depressed and I don't want her to have to deal with me. She can't know. I just need to keep my fake smile. I've lost lost in so many people in so many different ways including that. I need time to think. My phone is dying anyway.

"You are the nicest person I have ever talked to! ^-^ and my phone is dying. Bye I'll talk to you tomorrow!"

"Bye Trevor ^-^ <3 "

Is smile at the last text? Wait. Did Natasha just send me a heart? It's nothing. It's just friendly conversation. I put in my earbuds and sit on my bed. I listen to my favorite piercetheveil album at the time. Collide with the sky. I must have fallen asleep. I wake up to silence oh. Wow. Okay then. I pull out my earbuds and put my laptop on the counter. I decided put on I'm not okay (I promise) by my chemical romance and make cereal.

I put my laptop on my bed and I sit next to it and lie there. I must have fallen asleep again because it's a little past 1 in the morning. Again I fell asleep and didn't get to finish the album. Well crap. I can't sleep. I never can these days, maybe I'll try. I take off my shirt and put my laptop away. I think I fell asleep around 2 and now it's 5. Most sleep I've ever gotten in literally a month. I think about seeing someone but then I know I'm too scared to get help.

I'll check and see if I can go by Natasha's again tomorrow. I sit and think about Natasha. She probably has a boyfriend. I think I might give her a chance. She might not turn this back on me. She seems different than everyone else I've talked to. I'll have to wait and see. I hope she doesn't turn this back on me.

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Chapter two is finished.