April 29th
I've lived with my aunt for 2 years since my parents died in a car crash...
I got over it but it still hurts thinking about that day. Then i decided to move in with my aunt and things were going pretty well.
We live in a medium size house with 2 floors and since my aunt doesn't use the second floor she decided to sell it.
Your P.O.V.
A normal spring day. The birds were chirping and flowers were blooming while me and my aunt sat in the kitchen for a morning tea.
"Have you found anyone to buy the rooms?" I asked my aunt
"No, no one called me so I'll maybe-"
The sound of someone knocking on the glass door interrupted my aunt.
A tall man with dark brown hair and a long black coat was standing outside.
My aunt hurried to open the door for him.
"Hello?" My aunt questioned suspiciously.
I just glared at the man with an emotionless expression.
"Hello. I saw the sign outside and I'd like to see the rooms if you'd let me" the man said with a big smile.
"Oh sure! We can disscus about the rooms right now since I don't have anyone else who would like to buy them!"my aunt also said with a big smile.
~Time Skip~
My aunt showed the rooms to the man and paid equally for them.
"Thank you and I'll be back in a few days to bring my stuff" The man said
"Sounds good. But what's your name?" My aunt questioned.
"It's Liam Johnson" He said.
"I hope we get along well!" My aunt said while chuckling.
While walking out the door I made eye contact with the man but turned away right after like nothing happened.
"So what do you think?" My aunt asked me.
"Hmm?" I stared at my aunt like I just woke up from a dream.
"You haven't spoken a word with him. You seem to not like him very much." My aunt said.
"No it's just that I don't trust him" I said.
"Why not?" My aunt said confused.
"He's giving me this strange feeling of danger" I explained.
"There's no need to worry my dear everything is going to be alright!" My aunt tried to cheer me up but didn't succeed.
"I just need some time to think about this" I said while getting up and going to my room.
My aunt had a worried look in her eyes.
I closed the door and lied on my back on my
bed while looking at the ceiling.
Well...I don't have to talk to him...Just because we live in the same house doesn't mean we have to talk right?
~Time Skip~
April 30th
Still your P.O.V.
Again I was in the kitchen with my aunt drinking (your favourite tea flavour) and talking with my aunt.
Suddenly I hear someone knocking on the glass door
YOU ARE READING
Lonely life
Fanfiction(Y/N) is a (your age here) girl that lives with her aunt in a small city. Her aunt has 2 spare rooms that she wants to sell. One young man in particular catches your eye... (Lonely X Reader) K so I got this Idea from a book that I've read a few days...
