"Well swingin' on the front porch
swingin' on the lawn
Swingin' where we want
'cause there ain't nobody home
Swingin' to the left and swingin' to the right
If I think about baseball I'll swing all night yeah"
My eyes instantly shot open and I quickly pulled myself up and out of the bath, every muscle in my body screamed in protest. As I wrapped a towel around myself, I glared over to the connecting wall between my apartment and the one next door.
My wet hair dripped down my back and arms while I stalked into the bedroom to throw my white bathrobe on, just in time for the next set of lyrics to blast through the wall.
"Swingin' in the living room swingin' in the kitchen
Most folks don't 'cause they're too busy bitchin'
Swingin' in there 'cause she wanted me to feed her
So I mixed up the batter and she licked the beater"
Walking over to my front door and swinging it open with force, I marched up to the door of apartment 23B.
*Knock knock knock knock*
"She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yeah"
*Bang bang bang bang*
Just as I reached the palm of my hand to bang on the door again, the music cut out and a moment later the door swung open revealing a shirtless and defined body, who leaned himself up against the doorway. After a moment of staring at his upper body and appreciating the specimen before me, the mouth attached to the body spoke.
"Can I help you?" He smiled as he said it, sarcasm dripping off every word.
I glared up at him, trying to muster every bit of bravery I could. "Do you understand what time it is?" I spoke in a low but irritated tone. "I've had an extremely long day and I was trying to relax before your stupid music interrupted me. Do you not care about having neighbourly decency?" I hissed. The smirk that lit up his face told me that he in fact, did not care.
"Seeing as you are the only other neighbour on this floor, it really sounds like your problem" he drawled. "Nice robe" he added while raising a brow at my fluffy robe wrapped tightly around my body.
Before I had the chance to respond, he shut the door in my face.
My mouth dropped open and for a moment, I was truely speechless. I understood now why this place was up for lease for so long, it made perfect sense. At the same time I regained my composure, the music began to play right where it left off.
"She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face ten miles wide
Looks so good bring a tear to you eye
Sweet cherry pie yeah"
*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG*
The music continued to play, but just as I turned towards my apartment, the door swung open once more, a glint of dark humour in his deep green eyes.
"Listen, if you don't turn your damn music down, you and I are going to have a serious problem" I yelled out at him.
He stepped towards me, instantly causing me to want to step back, but I stood my ground. He leaned forward so our faces were mere centimetres apart.
"escucha cariño [listen sweetheart], I don't give a damn if my music is bothering you, I don't give a damn if you can hear it next door and I sure as fuck don't give a damn if we have a problem. de hecho estoy contando con eso [In fact, I'm counting on it]"
he spoke in such a deadly tone which sent chills right through my spine. I knew very little Spanish, but I did pick up on one word.
"Don't call me sweetheart, asshole" I retorted.
"I live here now whether you like it or not. Stop acting like such a dick and turn your music off". My icy tone matched his. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, probably because he didn't expect me to hit back. He instantly pushed away from me and shut the door in my face. A moment later, the music cut off.
I inwardly cheered - Luna 1, dickhead next door 0.
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Chasing Cherry Pie
Romance"You don't know what you're getting yourself into with me" he murmured, lips almost touching my ear. "I trust you" I breathed back, staring into those dark green eyes that were so deep I felt like I was drowning. "no deberías" [you shouldn't] he whi...
