I woke up pretty early this morning to the noise of moving trucks backing in to the house next to mine.
That house has been vacant for years.
I jump out of bed tip toeing to my brother Luke's room, calmly shaking him awake.
"What the hell do u want? What time is it?" Luke said still half asleep.
"It's 6am" I say bluntly, knowing he always sleeps in on Saturdays.
"Are you joking Nicky! What do u want right now?"
"Dude chill, I just wanted to know if you knew who was moving in next door".
I would ask my parents, but they just took a plane to California as a work trip for a month. Leaving Luke in charge!
'Fuck.'
"Yeah I actually do know who's moving in" Luke said yawning
"Who!"
"Remember my best freind Ryan?"
'Yeah he's only the hottest guy I've ever seen in my entire life'
"Yeah.. I think so" I say
"Well that's who, him and his dad" Luke said slamming his head back down in to his pillow.
'Oh my-'
"Okay thanks L" I say slowly closing the door behind me
I walk back to my room and open up the curtains letting the hot july sun hit my face
Thats when I see it, the window across from mine opens showing of the rooms new owner, Ryan.
All I see is a fit body with no shirt on Slightly sweating from moving heavy boxes and dark black hair being swooshed back by big hands covered in rings and tattoosI quickly jump back hoping he didn't see me staring.
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the boy next door (smutt) ;)
Teen FictionNicky (Nic) is 18 and has always been a good girl until her brothers best freind moves in next door Ryan (Ry) a 20 year old that's 6'5 and still living at home with his dad since college is close by, he's always lived on the edge careing about no o...