The Boy Next Door

Meet The Neighbors

Hope you're all enjoying my first fanfic. Welcome to the second chapter everyone! :)

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Before we visit the neighbors, Mom and I get changed out of our airplane clothes. I put on bleached shorts with little rips in them. My belt is a plain black belt with a huge buckle on it. My tank top is a light bubblegum pink with a somewhat faded Anerican flag on it. I decide on a natural look, just concealer and mascara. I pick up my phone and stare at the picture of Jess and I on it. After a few minutes I dazedly get my charm bracelet Jess got me for my birthday and snap it on. I walk downstairs slowly, thinking of when Jess got me that bracelet. Smiling bitterly, I jump down the last few stairs. My mom is just wearing a simple white shirt with black shorts. I throw on a white pair of Toms, and Mom and I make our way to the neighbors house.

Harry's POV:

"Harry can you get the door?" Mum shouted from the living room. I stroll towards the door and calmly open it. I am face to face with a beautiful girl, who looked about my age. I ogled for a minute before looking away, slightly embarrassed.

Bella's POV:

Mom was taking her time walking over, and when the door opened, I saw a gorgeous boy who looked my age. His face turned a light shade of red. I was kind of surprised. He didn't seem like the kind of person to blush. "hello," I say, trying to be friendly. "We just moved in right next door." The pretty boy smirked, clearly seeing how flustered I was. "Well, come on in then!" He said with a cheeky wink. "I'm Harry, by the way," he said, holding out his hand. I smiled at him and shook his hand. "Bella." I replied. "Pleasure to meet you." Mom chose then to show up, and it looked like Harry's mom had come to the door as well. While the moms were being social, Harry quietly motioned me in.

Harry's POV:

Bella followed me into the house as our mums were talking. I invited her up to my room, and, trying to be friendly, I suggested we play 20 Questions to get to know each other a little more. I decided to start.

"Where did you move from?"

"California." Ah, that explained the tan skin.

"Do you have any siblings?"

"No, I'm an only child."

"Do you wish you had siblings?"

Gemma chose then to sneak into my room and say,"No. She doesn't. They're a pain in the arse."

I proceeded to throw a pillow at her. But she had come prepared with some HUGE pillows. As she hit me with them, I screamed,"Bella! Help me!" She walked out of my room and came back 30 seconds later with a can of whipped cream. I gave her a thumbs up, expecting her to spray it on Gemma.

Bella's POV:

When I came back with the whipped cream I had found lying out, Harry gave me a thumbs up. I guess he thought I would be spraying Gemma. Nope, I thought. That's not the plan. I aimed it right in between them, so it hit them both. Harry's curly hair was white, and so was Gemmas. Harry felt his curls, and let out a little gasp. His green eyes sparkled with mischief. He whispers sobering in Gemmas ear, and they both nodded together. They slowly walked up to me, cornering me against the wall. I smiled and held up the whipped cream, but Harry started tickling me. I am extremely ticklish, so it was torture. As he was doing that he smiled at Gemma. She grabbed the whipped cream and sprayed me EVERYWHERE.

Harry's POV:

She had a beautiful laugh, and a great personality. As I was tickling Bella, I accidentally slipped on some whipped cream. I managed to slam both hands on the ground around her. She stopped laughing at once, and just stared up at me. I looked into her beautiful light green eyes. I leaned in to kiss her, but Gemma awkwardly coughed and we both jumped. I had honestly completely forgotten she was there. Bella froze, and her eyes grew a little wider as she noticed sine thing I did not. She ducked down and buried her face in my chest. I smirked, thinking maybe she was embarrassed. I didn't know that Gemma was behind me. Gemma lightly pulled the back of my shirt, but I didn't feel it. She then sprayed whiled cream down my back, all over my face, and in Bella's hair before walking away in tears of laughter. I leaned into Bella and shook my hair all over her. "This isn't over yet, Styles," she said in mock anger before getting out from under me and walked away. She was so pretty. I shouted,"BYE BELLA!" after her, and then realized she didn't have my number. I chased her to her house before she noticed me behind her. I hummed the chorus of Call Me Maybe and slipped a piece of paper with my number on it to her. She giggled, took the paper, and walked away waving over her shoulder.