Boy next door || a.f.i

2.

"So you've already got a boyfriend?" Mom grins.

My cheeks flushed into a light shade of red once again. "Ehh.. No. I don't even know his name".

"Ashton" my head shoots in her direction. "His name is Ashton" she tells me. How on earth does she know his name? "He had a name tag" she explains "you probably got distracted by those cute dimples and the laughter you could die of" she ironically says. I only stare weirder at her because it's actually true. "Honey, I've been young too" I roll my eyes and start to unpack the car.

I start with the curtains we just bought because I thought the attic didn't have windows. Of course it has. Every apartment has a window. I also bring all the notebooks I bought, even though I'm sure I need more, because I love to write and read, and I bring my yoga mats. I don't know if I'll ever start again, it was just another thing that didn't work. Everything was in a box that I carried upstairs and stopped. Where did I put the keys? Oh, now I remember, they're inside the car. I put the box on the floor and walked the 6 long stairs again.

When I finally got downstairs mom has left and my belongings were on the ground. She really wants me out. I spot the keys on top of one of the boxes. I lift it up and put it on top of another one, which I carry upstairs.

"Erm..do you need help?" A voice asks. I turn around and meet those hazel eyes and messy blonde curls from before.

"Yes actually, but you probably have something way more interesting to do than helping a girl who has to carry a thousand boxes up six flights of stairs" I say sarcastically.

He chuckles and picks one of the boxes up. "No, I don't" he laughs.

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A/N

I have like really short chapters. Sorry about that.

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