When I Met You In the Summer (Nash Grier Fanfic)

Chapter 2

~Nash's POV~

I turn my head towards the other house and see a flash of golden red hair slip through the second balcony door. Our neighbor I'm guessing. "How awesome is this?" Cam asks taking in the view. I look out to the sea it's a dark rich blue and there are a few boats out there. It's such a great view, I don't think I'll ever get used to living like this.

"I know right," I say chuckling as Hayes walks on to the balcony.

"You have a really hot neighbor," he says laughing. "Like can I live here with you guys so I just be remotely around her."

"I think Hayes is in love," Cameron jokes laughing.

"You would think she's hot too," he sighs smiling, "Can't wait to move out here with you guys."

"Too bad you're not." I say.

"Whatever," he rolls his eyes as I take a few pictures for Instagram.

"Although she was breaking into her own house." he says slowly.

"You sure she lives there?" I laugh questioning him.

"Yeah she gave me and Skylynn juice boxes," he holds up a green small box.

"How adorable," Cam snickers and I laugh with him.

"Wait, I think I know her," he says again.

"How?" I ask.

"No I think she's a youtuber and Viner," he says looking back at the neighbors house.

"We should finish unpacking," I say walking back to the main room.

"Yeah maybe you could ask your new girlfriend to help us unpack, Hayes." Cameron and I laugh.

~Wylie's POV~

It's already 7:00 and I just put in a frozen pizza in the oven, I walk upstairs to my balcony and see my dogs are laying on my bed. I have two dogs a husky, Eli, and a whip it, Macy. I love them and they love me and I think that we are siblings sometimes. I walk out onto the balcony and my cat, a tabby, Marvin lies on a chair. He's an outsider compared to Eli and Macy. But hey I still love him. I see that my new neighbors are back on the balcony right across from mine, I jump back into the house.

"Marvin!" I hiss. "C'mon inside. I don't want them to see you." whisper. Sometimes I talk to my pets and myself because my life gets lonely but I don't mind. He gives me a sassy look. "Don't give me that! I feed you!" I say gesturing to myself. It's not that I don't like my new neighbors, I mean they're hot and very attractive. But I don't really want anyone judging or laughing at me. I'm in a great profession for that, I know.

I sigh and walk back downstairs to turn on music and maybe work on some writing or designs for my channels. Maybe I should make a video. I have a youtube channel and I just got to 1 million followers, I was so happy. I still am, youtube and Vine and Instagram really help me express myself I don't know it's just people don't directly judge me which makes it easier for me to be who I used to be.

I turn on Wild Wild Love by Pit Bull. I blast my music, it's the only way to listen to it right if you ask me. I pull the cheese pizza out of the oven and burn my finger a little bit, "Mother of fuckers!" I say grabbing my hand. I swear in the weirdest ways. I've been practice a dance for the Walker by Fitz and the Tantrum and I think I should post it. I grab my camera and change into leggings and keep my crop top on because it's fine. My self conscious kills me as I go into the basement that is a dance studio with mirrors. I set up the camera and turn on the music. I pull my hair up in a bun and throw on a bandana just for the hell of it.

It's a great dance my teachers helped me chorography some of it but most is actually by me. One of my first like this, modern and jazz and hip hop. Some thought I was crazy...I am though. Whatever. I just dance my heart out. For my parents, every time I dance I think of them. It should make me sad but not when I dance. As soon as I finish I turn off the camera and walk back upstairs. I look out the window and see the two boys are on the beach. I think one of them is filming it on his phone while the tall one is doing something else silly. I walk onto the balcony and watch them for a while.