The boy next door

Boys Boys Boys

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I followed Aubrey onto the sidewalk and up the driveway to the house next door. It looked exactly like ours but while ours was white with yellow shutters, this place was tan with white shutters. Aubrey practically skipped up the steps to the door to ring the bell. As we waited for someone to answer the door Aubrey started talking. "Don't be nervous these guys are so sweet. And I think you'll like one in particular."

The door opened at that particular moment and a tall lanky guy stood in door frame. He had dark brown wavy hair and was pale. He turned his blue eyes to Aubrey and there seemed to be a spark as he looked at her and I saw how her entire face brightened along with her smile. Now i could see she had been trying to impress this guy. " Hey Miles(not Teller). Is Ansel here ?" Aubrey asked and I saw the light in his eyes die. "Yeah he's in the living room." The guy said and motioned us in. We took off his shoes bit before we could go into the room he turned his attention to me. "Who's she?" he asked and Aubrey put a arm around me. "This is my best friend Francesca Davis."

"You can just call me Frankie." I said shyly.

"She's the reason why I want to see Ansel, they'd be cute together right ?" she said and let go of me to step closer to him. He raised an eyebrow but the spark was back in his eyes. "I suppose, but Holly?" He asked and rubbed his temples. "I hope you know what your doing."

"Of course I do." Aubrey said before grabbing Miles and my own hand and dragging us into the living room. "Ansel!" she yelled before jumping onto a guy sitting on a black leather sofa. "Hey Bree." He said and immediately my heart started pounding. His voice was silky and deep and when Aubrey moved so I could see a clear view of him my heart stopped. On the couch was the most beautiful man ever in the history of the world. Long limbs spread over the couch, tight green shirt and khaki shorts showing muscular legs, ripped arms and I mean damn those arms. The face of an angel was framed by curls of brown hair. He let Aubrey get up first then stood up himself. "Hi,I'm Ansel," he said sticking out his hand and I placed mine in his. "Francesca but you can call me Frankie." i said trying my hardest not to stutter. He smiles a perfect smile and I felt like I was about to melt into a puddle of goo. "We'll you two, Miles has to show me his piano. We'll be back in a moment." Aubrey said and she sprinted off, dragging Miles off with her. Great just great. I was now alone with a completely hot stranger.

- sorry if this wasn't the greatest chapter ever but I promise there'll be more drama later on ;) -