CodeRed

Chapter 4

Amara's Pov

The house was already buzzing with happiness that now Pandora was here, the vibe always was better when Pandora came home. I roll my eyes and sigh before entering the living room. All eyes went on me and I saw Pandora scowl at me when no one was looking. 

"Amara! Pandora was just telling us about her photoshoot in Paris."Mum says excitedly and I had to use all my self-control to make sure I didn't roll my eyes in front of everyone. That would earn a lecture I wasn't in the mood to listen. 

I put a fake smile on my face, "I would love to sit and listen but I have an essay due tomorrow which I need to go complete." Pandora was the only one who saw through the fake smile, I wasn't lying, I did have an essay to do. 

"Okay honey, make sure you come down for dinner! We are having Pandora's favourite, Chicken Salad and Grilled Waffles." Mum says and my stomach rumbles, I don't want some dumb salad. I  just smile at them and head for my room. 

I drop my bag next to my desk and change into shorts and a tank top. I sit at my desk and get my textbook and notepad out and start writing my essay. I reread over my first two paragraphs, checking if I missed out anything when I hear music coming from my window. That's it. Someone needs to go talk to these brats. 

I storm out of my room and head for the front door when Mum calls out for me, "Where are you going, baby?" 

"I'm going to the neighbours to tell them to shut their dumb music," I say and slam the door. The autumn chill hits and I realise that I was just in a tank and shorts. No time to go back and change. I walk over to their driveway and bang their door so hard I thought it was about to fall off its hinges. 

The door swings open and I see a blonde guy who was about 20. His blonde hair flopped over his forehead and I could see his muscles from his t-shirt. He stared me up and down, his eyes lingering at my boobs for a second too long, "Eyes up here buddy." I say and his eyes snap up. 

"What can I do for you?" He says and I notice hints of up north in his accent. 

"First thing you can do is turn that awful music down because you are disturbing everyone." I cross my arms and his eyes flop down for a second before meeting my eyes again. 

"I don't see anyone else having a problem." He shrugs and I roll my eyes. 

"Well I have a problem, I don't know if your pea size brain knows but I live next door and your music is not letting me sleep or even do work. So I suggest you turn it down during the evening and completely off by 11 pm or I will file for an injunction." I say and his eyes go wide at the word 'injunction'. 

"No need for it to be dragged that far. I'll let the boys know and we will turn it down. Sorry for being so noisy." He says and I just nod. 

I start walking back to my house when he calls out again. "What's your name?" 

"Amara."

"Beautiful name. I'm Harry." He says and I just smiled. I walk inside and see my parent standing near the window, watching the whole thing. 

"Their music won't bother us anymore," I say and my parents smile in relief. I walk back to my room to continue my essay when I see Harry in the room opposite my window. He waves with a smile and I wave back. I sit back and start writing again.

***

Dinner was okay, my parents kept asking Pandora about what else she did in Paris and what her new designs were about. Even though Pandora and Daniel, my brother, were successful and didn't lack anything financially, my parent's still lived in the 4 bedroom house we grew up in. It isn't massive or anything, just comfortable for us. They don't want anything from their children and forbid us from buying them a house because they bought this house with their hard work. 

I was back in my room and was scrolling through Instagram when I see Sebastien dancing on Shake it off. I watch the video twice and couldn't stop laughing at how his jeans ripped at the end. I continue scrolling, reading memes and watching TikToks of people doing dumb stuff. I put my phone down and decide to have a shower before bed. I grab my towel and a fresh pair of underwear and walk into my ensuite.  

The shower was very relaxing and soothed all my anger away instantly. I step out and see the whole bathroom had steamed up. I change into my pyjamas and walk out again. I see Harry at his window and staring into my room as if to see if I was there. He saw me, waved and motioned for me to lift my window up.

"How haven't I noticed you before?" He says with a smile.

"The music was blocking all your senses," I say and he laughs. 

We talk for a bit and exchanged numbers before we both say goodnight. Harry was funny, I found out he is 21 and he and his friends have moved in here until they all find something more permanent. He's done a degree in Psychology and we spoke about that for most of the time. I sigh and see the time is 11:23 pm and get into bed. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep very quickly.