Love Your Neighbour

Chapter 8

Sorry it's been a while since I last updated.... It's probably going to be a weekly thing from now on... Sorry! :) I hope you enjoy this chapter, and feel free to comment as you go along!
Song: Too Close by Alex Clare / Too Close For Comfort by Mcfly...
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I sat on the sofa, revising. I know, revising, in the holidays, but I had a RS exam coming up after the holidays and I knew if I got it all learnt early, I wouldn't forget about it.

"Divorce - the breakdown and illegal.. no, legal ending of... Uh I am done with this!" I threw the book down and got up to see Mike standing by the door.
"Legal ending of a marriage?" He asked.
"Hmph. Don't you have better things to do than listening into my private conversations with my RS textbook?" I quoted.
"Sorry. I didn't know it was private. Let's see." He picked up the textbook and read the contents out.
"Marriage, divorce, family, oh sexuality. That must be private." He said.
"Will you shut up?" I tried to grab onto the textbook but he held on to it tightly, so we ended up having a tug-of-war.
"Give it!" I shoved him onto the sofa and he let go of the textbook, but then just as I regained my balance he pulled me on top of him.
"Get off me!" I tried to get off him but I just ended up on the floor and he was on top of me.
"No parents to rescue you this time. And no Louis. They're all out. It's never a good idea to leave us together for too long..." He said with a playful glint in his eye. My back hurt as he hovered over me, but I ignored. Our bodies were pressed together and I found it hard to breathe. The floor was so hard and I squirmed.
He leaned in closer and closer until our noses were touching. I didn't know what the right thing to do would be.

Then he gave me a kiss on my cheek and got off me, walking out of the room.
I stared after him in disbelief. He... just... It was ridiculous...
"No helping me up? Such a gentleman..." I muttered to myself, getting out of my sprawled position on the floor and brushing off the imaginary dirt on my leggings. The RS textbook lay on the floor, forgotten.
I really needed to do something about him. I needed to make a plan to make him stay away from me. He was WAY too close for comfort...

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"Come on, I need someone to!" He pleaded.
"Are you being serious? I'm not going to babysit Miles just so you can go out with your annoying friends." I said in disbelief.
"Wow, you don't get out much... Pretty please." He gave me a pleading look.
"Fine." I said angrily.
"Thank..."
"Just get out." I pointed at the door.
He gave me yet another kiss on the cheek before departing.

What was with him? He was giving me a lot of kisses lately... But on the cheek... I would rather not have any actual kisses from him though, because I don't think I'd be able to control myself, but kiss him back again...

"So what do I do now?" Miles interrupted my thoughts.
"Watch TV and eat whatever I decide to give you." I said, pointing at the sofa.
"Cool!" He ran to it and threw himself on it, looking at the film selection.

It was so unfair that my parents had gone to a dinner with friends, and left me with Miles. My brother went with Mike to some party, and so I was left behind to do something boring.

I sat on the sofa as Miles settled down to watch Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban. I practically knew every single word to the film.
Halfway through it I got up and made some spaghetti for Miles. We ate in silence as his eyes were glued to the screen. Just when the credits came on I heard the door open.

"Why are you back so early?" I asked them.
"It was boring. Plus, Louis kept bugging me about how you were left at home. Oh I'm freezing." Mike said. It was pouring down outside.
"So overprotective." I mumbled.
"I did not!" Louis denied it and I smiled.
"Yes you did."
"Uh, anyway going upstairs." Louis declared before leaving Mike in the hallway.
"I'm going to clear up." I declared before escaping from Mike's gaze.
As I washed the dishes I sang quietly.

"It feels like I am just too close..." I sang but stopped, shrieking when I felt a pair of arms sneak around my waist. Luckily I wasn't holding anything...
"Let go of me. Don't ever do that again." I threatened him as I turned around to face him.
He laughed.
"Your face... It's priceless."
"Like the rest of me." I said. His arms were still around my waist.
"You're freezing." I said.
"I am." He whispered, wrapping his arms fully around my waist and I felt his cold hands on my back and I shivered. For some reason I wasn't pulling away.
"How did you get in here without me noticing?"
"I'm a ghost."
"Ha-ha." I said sarcastically.

My eyes widened as he leaned closer to me.
"You're warming me up." He said, his breath fanned across my face and I blinked. How exactly had I got into this position again?
"Um..." I trailed off.
"Your brother warned me to stay away from you, but I can't. What is it about you, Lauren?" He looked directly into my eyes. I couldn't speak. The way he said my name was just so... heavenly, or just plain infuriating... I think the first one was right, although I wished the second one.

"I can't hold back from you. The truth is... You don't want to know the truth actually." He smiled.
"Why not?" I forced myself to speak.
"Because you wouldn't like the truth."
"Maybe you should keep it to yourself for now then.."
"For now." He nodded. He stepped away but I pulled him back. He stared at me, but didn't complain.
"Why did you do that the other day?" It was time for some answers.
"What?"
"The kiss."
"The kiss?"
"Yes, you do remember it?"
"Yeah... Um, I don't know why..." He looked away.
"You're telling me the truth right now..." I said to him.
"I just liked you, okay, Lauren. I wanted to kiss you at that moment." He groaned.
"Yeah, because I'm just so kissable." I hit him lightly on the arm.
"Tell me the..."
"That is the truth!" He said angrily, his face was inching closer and closer to my face and I flinched back.
"No it's not, don't be stupid." I whispered. I hoped Louis couldn't hear.
"I'm being serious. I like..."
"Don't even say..."
"You're being ridiculous."
"I had a flipping crush on you for ages, and now I've given it up, you have one on me!"
"It's not a crush."
"What is it then?"
"It's... it's..." He struggled to find the right word. I couldn't believe we were having this conversation. He wasn't being serous, was he? He didn't actually like me, this was just a part of his flirtatious teasing that he did daily.
"It's nothing. You shouldn't like me and I shouldn't like you. Deal?" I hissed.
"Absolutely." He looked furious. I was furious.

We stared at each other in complete shock of what we'd just said for a few seconds, and I don't know who moved first, and I don't know why, but a moment later, unbelievably, our lips met in a passionate kiss.