Love Your Neighbour

Prologue

It was a normal school day in July, the day after my twelfth birthday when it happened.

Mike found out I had a massive crush on him. And the worse thing was that my best friend Christina had betrayed me and told him. I had cried and cried, but nothing could repair the heartbreak I had felt when Mike looked at me and said:
"You have a crush on me. That's weird. You're so weird. I don't even like you." He had laughed at me.

The truth was I thought he liked me, and we had been friends ever since pre-school. Not the best of friends, but friends. I had developed a crush on him in the middle of primary school, and the only person I had told was Christina. I had trusted her. She always told me that he wouldn't mind if he found out, and that he would like me back. I guess she was wrong, really wrong.
That day my mum asked what was wrong. I wanted to tell her what he had done but I couldn't. I told her I was feeling sad as my birthday was over. It wasn't completely a lie, I had wished I could go back to the day before when everything was alright.

From that day, I swore I would never ever have feelings again for Mike.

And at that time, I had just started secondary school. One thing happened that made me even more depressed. Mike and his family moved in, next-door. So then I would see him everyday, but never talk to him again. Our friendship had been ruined, along with Christina's friendship with me. It hadn't helped that Christina dated him for a few months when she was thirteen.

Luckily, I picked myself up and found new people I could confide in. Tara, Angela and Celine were the three people that I never hid anything from, and I knew I could rely on them.

Another fact was that my mum was always trying to get Mike and I together. Every time he came around to our house, which was often, as my brother was a year older than me and Mike and him were literally best friends, despite the one year difference.

For three years Mike completely ignored me.
When I turned fifteen, Mike suddenly started to look at me differently. He wouldn't glare at me like he usually would. He started to flirt with me around the house, and it really drove me mad. What was he playing at? It wasn't like I had got prettier or anything... It was like he actually liked me for some reason.
Unfortunately I started to like him again, and it was hard to push away the feelings I had for him still after the three years.

So when I finally turned sixteen, I wished that he would leave me alone and not play with my heart anymore.

In fact, it had the opposite effect.

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Hey! This is my new story and I've been dying to write a story like this for ages now, and now as I've finished 'Their Revenge' I thought I would start something new :)
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Annabell XOXO
Song to suit this chapter: The Heart Wants What It Wants by Selena Gomez.