The boy next door

Oliver

Saturday 6am - the sound of the constant buzzing by my bed side woke me , Dawson plastered on my phone 16 missed calls 20 messages god I could only imagine what he was calling and texting about , going to call him it goes straight to voicemail which worries me he never calls unless it's an emergency, I text rose his girlfriend and ivy's best friend he gave me her number saying "if I ever call and u got to call me back call her something might be wrong" but that was months ago , I went to call her but I got nothing panic settles in and I ran next door banging on the door Ivy makes her way to the front door " have u heard from rose" she began to yawn poor thing probably just woke up, "well I tried calling her and Dawson he gave me her number incase he doesn't answer" "oh me and rose stopped being friends" "oh okay well maybe he's all good and her phone probably died"

I chuckled trying to take my focus off of Ivy she's just standing there short shorts on messy bun and the flannel I let her wear the night she spent the night "I'm going to need that flannel back miss" "mm no you'll have to fight me for it" she giggled as she ran back inside , I chased after her hearing her squeal every time I got close to her finally caught her falling back onto the couch she started wiggling around on my lap , a low grunt escaped my mouth and she froze , I know she heard me and she can probably feel the bulge that's growing under her "I Im sorry Oliver" I couldn't help but notice she got all shy and flustered her cheeks got bright red the look of innocence plastered all over her face like she wasn't just touching herself a couple days ago Watching me through her window or the time she touched herself in my shower .

"it's fine Ivy" "you can have you're shirt back" "no it's okay I was just kidding but I was going to ask if u would like to come over tomorrow for a movie night and possibly stay over" "I'll have to think about it"
"Well miss Ivy I hope you consider it I'd enjoy the company" I say with a whisper not wanting to make her uncomfortable or get the wrong impression but I'm sure my hard on I just had under her just ruined that completely , slowly making my way towards the front door I smile at her "bye miss Ivy I'll see you later" "bye Mr.Oliver".