102; harry styles (hiatus)

0.2.

A frown is still on my face as I head back to my comfy bed.

That was weird.

Sadly, I can't go back to sleep: I've already got up and walked to the door and I've also talked, and it's just too much exercise at once.

It's three pm so I open the fridge, there's some pasta left from yesterday I think. I suck so much at living alone, I can't even clean this place up because I'm too lazy.

I need to talk to Louis but before I have to do the groceries if I don't want to die. I change into some random vintage dress and I put on my vans.

I really need to tell the employees to correct that 102 before something like today happens again.

I walk straight to the doors of the lift as I chew a piece of gum. I begin to smack my gum in attempt to make the biggest bubble, this is what I always do when I'm bored as fuck.

"C'mon..." I make a huge pink bubble, as I wait for the lift. Right when the doors open wide, the bubble pops making it go all around my face. No way. Why does this happen to me?

I can feel the heat of my cheeks. Of course I was going to blush. Fuck. The fedora's boy is standing in front of me and he looks like he's trying to hold back his laughter.

"Oh god, this is so awkward." I confess, trying to act normal as I press the button to my level. 

He grins but obviously, a silence fills the air as I try to clean the gum off of my face. I glare at him, he has a cheeky smile and it makes me want to punch not only his face but mine as well.

"Don't even laugh." I say and he relieves a soft chuckle.

"It's hard not to," He declares, covering his mouth with his hand as he giggles. 

He fucking giggles. That's so cute.

I raise an eyebrow at him, looking at the suitcase he's holding. "Are you already moving out?"

"Nope. I'm moving to a new apartment because the one that was, well, I broke the door trying to get in," A huge grins appears on his lips.

"It looks like you do that a lot..." I smirk while I roll my eyes, remembering the incident with my door.

I can feel his green look focused on me and I want this shit to move faster so I can finally leave.

There's another silence. An awkward one, obviously.

"So, where are you moving in?"

"Uhm, 100. I think." He hesitantly affirms and I roll my eyes in response, again.

Guess who has a new neighbour?

"The 100?" I ask as I lick my lips, trying to ignore that, for some reason, I'm not content with the fact that he's moving to the apartment that's across mine.

"Yup. It's close to yours, right?" I nod and sigh in relieve when the doors of the lift begin to open.

"Alright, I gotta go. Nice to see you again, neighbour" I answer, not really wanting to stay longer. I'm not really sure why I don't want this guy to be my neighbour.

I step closer to the door because I certainly don't want it to close and be locked with him again.

"Nice to see you, as well..." His sentece stays floating in the air and he doesn't disconnect his eyes from mine. Oh, he wants to know my name.

"Lola, my name's Lola" I reply, looking at his green eyes.

"Like The Kinks' song?" I laugh, his question took me by surprise.