"And... you are?" I asked, breaking the awkward silence.
"Oh, right. I'm Louis. I live in the connecting house, over here. My mum sent me over here to welcome you guys in - She wanted to invite you over for dinner tonight, if that's alright with you?"
"Oh, yeah, probably, I'll have to ask my mum about it first, but i'll let you know."
"Cool, well here's my number. You should message me when you find out. Or whenever you feel like messaging me, anytime."
y/n y/l/n has moved in to her new house in the busy city of London with her mother. While exploring the new garden, she bumps into her new neighbours, who seem to be sharing with them.
You and Tewksbury are good friends...you like each other. But don't act like you like each other, until you're both alone. You tell each other that you don't like each other. And so you continue to act "like friends." Until a really...embarrassing moment happened that made you and him want to kiss. And tell each other that you like each other...but it unfortunately god ruined. But it won't be easy to confess now...considering the fact that he tries to move on...and dates someone else.