Heartbreak Girl

4. The Boy Next Door

Beth's POV

We arrived at the apartment late that night. I don't have the energy to look around, I just find a room and feel asleep on the couch inside. I woke up the next morning to the smell of bacon. Yum! I had to follow my sense of smell to find the bacon but when I did my mum, dad and brother all sitting in what seemed like the kitchen.

After breakfast we all walked round the house. I started at the front door which had a long  hallway which eventually led to a big open plan kitchen. Mum's dream. I walked a bit further down the hallway and on the right was a big room with a few couches arranged around the room. On the the other side was a television and a window with a built in seat. Em would love to read her books there.

I walked out of that room and opened a door. Just a boring utility space. I wandered up the stairs and went left. I opened a door to find mum and dad measuring the room. That room is taken then. Going across the landing,  I went to the room directly opposite mum and dads room. Inside was Alex laying across the floor.

"This is my room!" he shouts

"Okay, okay!" i replied

Great, now i have a tiny box room. I opened the last remaining door to reveal a perfect bedroom. Not to small and not to big. Their was a small bay window which completed the room. My wardrobe doors were mirrored. I loved it. I grabbed my bags from downstairs and placed them in my room.

I was about to unpack when the doorbell went. Who would that be?

"Bethany! Get the door" My dad shouted.

I ran down the stairs and looked through the peep hole. A mop of brownish hair swept to the side was all i saw. I slowly opened the door and the owner of the hair looked up. His expression on his face was shock as he tried to talk to me...

"Um-erghh well err" He said

"Heyy..." I helped

"Oh Hi, erm... well.. I live next door and i just wanted to say hi."

"Hey, I'm Bethany" I smiled back. Those eyes were to die for.

"I'm Ashton" He said as he ran his hand through his hair, "So i see you have an english accent then?"

"Yeah, just moved here." i replied, trying to suppress my urge to be sarcastic.

"So I have to go now, I've got drumming rehearsals to get to but maybe erm... we could.... I can see you tomorrow Beth?" He said, damn his accent.

"Sure, just knock and ask for me" I smiled back

"Okay bye, see ya" he said

"Bye, see ya" i replied.

I shut the door and just took in what happened. Was he nervous to talk to me, i dont know. I was brought back to reality by my dad's monotone voice.

"Beth? Who was that at the door?"

"Oh, just one of our next door neighbours" i replied, trying to be natural.

"Did they not want to talk to an adult?"

"He was my age dad" was all i said

"Oh... okay well get your things unpacked."

"Erm dad... well his name is Ashton and he said that he... erm... he wanted to see me tomorrow you know to be friends and stuff" i said, anxious of what his reply would be.

"Okay but-" He was cut of by a voice through the letter box.

"Bethany? I forgot to give you my number, here it is. Text me. Bye, oh it's Ashton by the way not some weirdo"

I looked at the piece of torn up paper on the floor. I could tell he was smiling at himself when he said he wasnt a weirdo. I picked the paper up and saw his number written in rushed writing. Even his writing was cute. I flipped the paper to see he had torn it from a sheet of music. I hope he didnt need that. I looked at the door and smiled. I knew he wouldnt see it but i felt like i should.

I ran upstairs and grabbed my phone. Instantly, i added his number and texted him.

To: Ashton

Heyy, it's Bethany from next door :)

I sent the message and put my phone on charge. Throughout that whole day all i could think about was the boy next door...