*Hunter's POV*
Oh my gosh.. She just saw me watching her. She must think I am such a creep, I was never good at making friends and I thought this was going to be different, but no it's just history repeating itself.
*Hannah's POV*
I opened my window so I would be able to talk to Hunter and I had everything that I was going to say already planned out in my head, but when my gaze met his I forgot everything that I was going to say. Last time we talked I had not noticed how blue his eyes are, or how perfect his hair is, or how good he looks in that red shirt. I was at a loss for words. " I..um..that..that song wasn't about you." I managed to say although I'm sure he can see right through it.
* Hunter's POV*
Hannah opened her window so we could talk and the minute out eyes met I knew there was no going back. That song was beautiful and in just that chorus she described my feelings for her. " I..um..that..that song wasn't about you" she managed to say. Her face became a deep shade of red. Why was she blushing? There was no way she could feel the same way about me...was there?
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Boy Next Door
FanfictionHannah has never felt like she belonged anywhere. Moving from state to state was a normal thing for her, but what will happen when she moves to Breaux Bridge, Louisiana and becomes friends with the boy next door. You will have to read to find out
