Boyband Next Door (Overload(Jordi) Fanfiction)

Boyband Next Door (Overload Fanfiction)

A/N ~ This is a Jordi Whitworth (Overload) Fanfiction. The characters in this are not real, except Overload. I do not know the boys on any personal level nor do I believe they act or are like this. It is FICTION. If I stop updating at lease once a week, please comment / message me to give me more influence in doing so, or ask when the next update will be. Any issues with this Fanfiction please also comment or message me to tell me, if and how, I need to change it. Enjoy!

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BOYBAND NEXT DOOR.

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"Mum," Charlie whispered. "Please don't cry. It's only London, I'm not moving to the other side of the world." She whispered to her mother, as she moved her arm around her shoulder, trying to comfort her some way with the news she just shared.

See, Charlie was 17 now, and ready for the next part of her life. Going to college in London to fulfil her hopes and dreams. But, her mother, always the protective one, didn't want her to leave.

"No Charlie. You're not leaving me. You're not leaving Charlie. End of."

"But...mum, that isn't fair. This is my life. I'm going to leave, whether you like it or not."

"Fine. But...But I'm not letting you go alone. You said you've sorted out a new house. I'm coming with you."

"What?" Charlie turned her head in surprise, looking over at her mother, eyes wide in shock. 'No, this was not part of the plan. Definitely not'. She thought to herself.

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'This is it.' Charlie thought to herself as she looked up at the detached house she was now going to be live in. The house was massive, with a small garden at the front, split into two as the garden path laid through the middle, leading up to a white door. It was down one of the posher roads in London.

No matter how much Charlie tried to be normal and pretend it wasn't true, her family was rich. She tried to deny it, not wanting her friends or future boyfriends to use her for her money. But, this house was beautiful, there was no denying that. And right in this very moment, she was kind of glad they were rich.

She looked around to all the other houses, including the one detached one next to theirs, letting out a breathy chuckle as she saw a young boy hanging out of the window, looking over at her and her mother. She gave him a smile and a short wave of the hand before walking into her new home.

Charlie let out a squeal of excitement and ran upstairs, as fast as she could with two heavy suitcases and choice the biggest room for her bedroom. She looked around, placing the bags on the single bed which was already there. She looked out the window, seeing such the small distance between the next door house, where you could see through the window of their house, the distance so small that you could actually walk across the garage roof and into the next door neighbours window. 'Looks like a teenage boys room.' Charlie thought to herself, with a smile. 'Hopefully boyfriend potential.' She giggled out loud.

'White, White and more white.' She sighed to herself.

"Guess my first job is to paint." She smiled. Even though this task was so tiresome, Charlie couldn't help but love decorating her room. She picked her handbag up, which was laying on the bed, and her leather jacket.

"Mum!" She shouted as she walked down the stairs. "I'm going out."

"But Charlie...We've only just got here.." Her mother's voice quietened as she walked down the garden path and into her Audi R8 Spyder.

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Charlie returned home, after buying a tub of black paint and red rose stencils. She also got herself a new king size bed, a desk, a wardrobe, chest of drawers, which where set to be delivered tomorrow. Her car was also full of accessories, including red cushions and bean bags to go with the theme, black curtains with small red roses on and two rose shaped rugs for her floor. She was too excited about this, but she wanted it to be perfect.

She took the paint and stencils up to her bedroom and dumped them on the bed. Before starting though, she knew she had to get ready. She rummaged through her suitcases, finding an old t-shirt and a hair-bobble. Charlie tipped her head back, running her fingers through her hair to push it all back before tying it up in a bun. Her favourite things about herself were her bright blue eyes and her long blond hair. Not that she hated herself, she was comfortable in her own skin and with her body, but...she had favourite parts and least favourite parts...like her breasts and bum. There weren't the best any girl could ask for, a little on the small side.

She lifted her t-shirt over her head, dropping to the floor, unaware of the cute Essex lad looking through the window, now with wide eyes. Charlie put one of her older t-shirts on, and put in her headphones as she began painting the walls black.

Three hours later, her room was finished. She squealed to herself, happy with how perfect her room turned out. 'Now for some pizza.' She giggled. She ran down the stairs, still in her paint stained shirt and denim shorts.

"Mum...Do we still have that take away menu?"

"No Honey, I threw it out."

Charlie sighed. "Is it weird to go next door and ask for one?"

"A take away?"

"No mum...A menu." Charlie laughed. She shrugged her shoulders, walking out of the door and to the next door neighbours door. She knocked three times and waited until the door opened. "H-Hi..." Charlie smiled looking up. She bit down hard on her bottom lip as she looked up at this guy, who she could only describe as god-like.

"You alright babe?" Jordi smiled, looking at this beautiful girl, trying not to blush at the fact he saw her topless just over three hours ago.

'He's from Essex.' Charlie bit down on her lip harder, trying not to say something stupid. Her eyes quickly flicked over him. He was wearing a red tank top and Hollister trackies, and no shoes or socks. Toes had always fascinated Charlie. It was weird yes, but...so was she.

"Do you have a uhh...take away menu?" She blushed, looking down. 'Why didn't mum stop me?' She sighed lightly under her breath.

"Yeah we do," Jordi lightly laughed. "Any reason why? Not that I don't mind you knocking on our door," He flirted softly.

"We just moved in next door...I'm craving pizza." Charlie shrugged with a soft laugh.

"Pizza is good." Jordi agreed. "Here, come in a sec. I'll find you the best pizza menu in all of London."

Charlie laughed. "Doesn't need to be the best."

"The best deserves the best." He winked at her before walking into the kitchen to find the menu.

"Here you go babe," Jordi smiled handing the menu over. "Wait... me and the boys are having pizza tonight as well...wanna join?"