The Boy Next Door [On Hold]

Chapter 2

I wake up the next morning to my mother hovering above me.

"Good morning, sweetie." She says with a big smile.

"Mm.. Hi, mom." I say sleepily.

"You have to get up and get dressed. I want you to meet our new neighbors. I think they are from England!" My mother said excitedly. My mother has always been fascinated with people from all over the world. Before she got pregnant with me, and after she had my sister, Kate, she studied in England for a little more than two years.

I was not really in the mood for any company right now, with having barely any sleep at all, but I did as I was told and got dressed. I put on my dark blue skinny jeans, a black shirt that complemented my figure just the way I like it, some pink ankle socks, and I put my hair into a pony tail. I added a little makeup and finished with a light pink lip gloss. My favorite.

As I walk downstairs, I see my parents, along with one other figure sitting in the living room.

"Anne, this is my daughter, Kourtney.." My mother says as she walks into the kitchen to fetch some drinks.

"Hi, I'm Anne." A beautiful woman with dark brown hair says as she stood up and extended her hand out to me.

"Hi, It's so nice to meet you." I say as we shake hands.

"It's very nice to meet you too, sweetie. My son, Harry, should be over in just a bit." She says as she takes a seat in a chair. Her accent is lovely. "Just a warning, it takes him a minute to warm up to new people," She says. What does she mean by that?

"Honey, I have to get to work." My dad says as he kisses my mother goodbye.

"Okay, dear. I love you."

"I love you too. Bye Kourt. Bye, Anne. It was very nice to meet you." He says as he walked out of the door.

"Bye!" We all say together.

"Honey, I'm going to go and show Anne around the house." My mother says as she leads Anne out of the living room.

As they leave the room, I decide to go and get something to eat. I found some cold pizza from last night and some lemonade. I sat down at the table and my phone vibrated. It was a text from Chris.

*Good morning, babe. Call me later. I love you.

*Hi, babe. I will and I love you, too.:)

I stood up to go and put my plate in the sink, when there was a knock at the door. Who could possibly be at the door? We don't even know anybody here, yet.

"Who is it?" I ask as I eat my last bite of pizza. Before anybody could respond, I open the door.

"Can I help you?" I asked looking up.

"Uh, I think my mum is here?" His accent. This must be Anne's son.

"Oh, yeah. My mom is giving her a tour of the house." I say trying not to stare.

He's beautiful. Like, really beautiful.

"Oh, I'm sorry. You can come in?" I offer.

"No. I've got better things to do." He says harshly. Ouch.

"Umm..Okay.? Then why are you still here?" I say, trying to sound harsh, but it is just too hard with him looking like that.

"Just tell my mum I came by." He says as he turns on his heel and walked away.

I roll my eyes. He is so pretty, but he's such an ass.

I go into the backyard and call Chris. He answers on the first ring.