The Boy Next Door

Things Get Tough

Lord make me a rainbow, shine down on my mother. She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors. 

-If I Die Young by the Band Perry

So, my story is slowly but surely getting there! Thank you guys for fanning! This chapter is dedicated to @krazyxkat . Thanks gurly! We've become friends, and she's super sweet. Basicaly, we met on Instagram. I gave her my kik. We chatted. She texted me, and now I can call her a friend I guess. We talk about everyday. Thanks. JIMMY PROTESTED. Haha :P Alright so she was the one who wanted me to update this! So here goes nothing:

FF to when Anne and Gemma move out: 

GAHHH! Writers block! Okay. Restart. Just know this, Gemma and Anne have already moved out. Bella is in her house. She sees the boys. Okayy. LEGGO:

I searched through the closet to find an outfit. Harry was really cute. Something seemed different about him today though. I shook it out of my head and tried to focus on what to wear today. I setled on gray leggings, a white tanktop, a black crop top, maroon boots, and a maroon beanie. I curled my hair into waves, and just settled the beanie on top of my hair. I popped on some mascara and headed over to harrys.

Something stopped me. There was a moving truck in front of the house. I ran over to Harry's house, almost tripping on his door step. I barged in, and Haz was pacing. I smiled and walked over to him. "WAZZUP!" I screamed. He laughed. "Um, not much. My hearings about gone, but-" "You're not moving, ARE YOU?!" I demanded. "Haha. Nooo. My friends are moving in." He looked like he was going to say more, but he stopped. "So, can I meet them?"

Harry's POV:

I can't beleive I still haven't told her about the band yet. One Direction. I can't believe she doesn't know, but I haven't told her and she doesn't really listen to pop much anymore. "So, can I meet them?" I ground my teeth. She was beautiful. The minute they saw her, she wouldn't be just mine anymore. But she was my neighbor, and there was no way avoiding the fact that they would meet. Especially since we hang out at each other's houses 24/7. "We're neighbors!" I said with a fake laugh. "Of course you'll meet them!" She grinned. Before I could say anything to her, my phone rang. It was Louis calling."BOOBEAR!" I screamed into the phone. "HAZZA BEAR!" Louis shouted back. Bella looked really confused. "Bellz, it's one of my friends that are moving in." I explained. "HAZ! Secrets secrets are no fun unless you share with everyone!" Louis reprimanded. "Lou, I was talking to my neighbor. Ya know, I'm a NORMAL PERSON." I emphasized, hoping he got the point. "I have neighbors." I finished. "Oh Hazza, you're not normal-" "Nope.' I cut him off. "Just crazy! JUST crazy!" Bella was looking at me like I had two heads. Oh well. "Okay? Well, I'm driving over right now. Be there in a few! KISSES! Bye." Before he hung up, I heard muffled choruses of "LOU! HANG UP THE PHONE!" 

"Wow." Bella said. "You have special friends." I blushed a bit. "You'll get used to them," I said, winking. "Wait, so no sleepover tonight?" She pouted.

Bellas POV:

We had become close friends all summer, and I just now realized that we couldn't hang out alone as much. Haz and I were super close. I had seen him in nothing but boxers, and he had seen me in nothing but a bra and undies. The realzation hit me like a wrecking ball. "Wait, so no sleepover tonight?" I faltered, clearly unsure. He hesitated, but seemed to wave off the thought. "Sure! It'd be great for you to get to know the boys, I'll just tell you somethings about them first. The only somewhat sane person is Liam. He has a girlfriend; Danielle. Louis is the oldest, and a total Peter Pan. His girlfriend is Eleanor. He is super immature and really goofy. Zayn looks quiet, mysterious, sexy and blah, but he's actually quite funny and VERY loud. Niall is our little Irish leprechaun, and he's always hungry. And then there's me," He lectured. I decided to joke around. "Yes, there's you. And what would you be, the sexy one?" Harry laughed, and was about to respond, but the door was slammed open. 

In walked one of the hottest boys I have seen in my entire life. He was beautiful. He was sexy. He was hot as hell.