Hello lovelies. Here is chapter 5! I know you’ve all been excited to see Colby’s P.O.V. Enjoy!
The Boy Next Door- Chapter 5
Coach had paired us up to practice throws. Wilson and I were partnered up. I threw him a curve ball, which bounced off the tip of his glove and rolled off into the grass.
"Get under the ball on those, bud." Coach said. Coach Reed was pretty cool. He had just graduated high school, so he could relate to us pretty well.
Wilson nodded, as Coach walked off. "So, what's up with this Hailey chick?"
"What do you mean, what's up?" I asked, throwing the ball a little harder, not appreciating Wilson referring to Hailey as a "chick".
"Like, are you together or what?"
"I wish." I said under my breath.
"What was that?" He smiled, cuffing his palm around his ear.
"I said, I wish. If you tell anyone, I'll kill you."
"Man, I'm not like that. You know that."
"Do you think she likes me?" I asked, looking over to her and smiling.
"She acts like it. I mean, at least she acts like she thinks you’re cute.”
"Really?" I asked, getting a little excited. I'd just broken up with my girlfriend, Tiffany for the last time. She was a total slut. I found out she had been cheating on me for two months with another guy on my baseball team, Josh. She tried to get back with me but I was done with her crap, and I was even more done with Tiffany calling and texting me constantly. I was about ready to block her number. I used to think I was in love with her, but then I had realized that that wasn't the kind of girl I wanted. I was one of the more popular guys at school, which made people expect things of me. Number one, being that I was ALWAYS supposed to have a girlfriend. I was also expected to have a hot girlfriend, a popular girl. I always had before I met Hailey, but she was real. She wasn't a plastic Barbie like the other girls I had dated, yet she was still completely gorgeous.
"Earth to Colby!" Wilson called, before throwing a grounder that hit my foot, shaking me from my thoughts.
"Sorry, I was thinking."
"I got you, man, don't worry."
Coach blew his whistle, signaling for us to come in for our lecture. I wasn't paying attention to anything he said, I was too busy thinking about Hailey. How could I know someone for just two days and already have strong feelings for her? Coach clapped, signaling our dismissal, but pulled me to the side.
"What's up?" I asked, shaking my hair out from under my hat.
"Colby, I know girls are like number one priority right now but-"
"I know, I know, don't let them get in the way of my game." I cut him off.
"That's right, buddy." He smiled, hitting my butt as I walked over to Hailey and smiled. I changed out of my cleats, and dumped my water bottle over my head, shaking the excess water off after.
"Hey!" Hailey giggled, shielding her face from the water.
"Sorry, I'm hot." I winked.
She laughed as I pulled my shirt over my head then stuffing it into my bag.
"So, you wanna come over to my place?" I asked. I had to baby sit my little sister, Ava.
"Sure, why not?" She jumped up from her seat on the bleachers and walked towards me. She was so little. The top of her head only reached to my chin. I watched her walk next to me as we headed to my house.
"What?" She looked up at me with her twinkling blue eyes.
"You're just so short." I grinned.
"Shut up! You know you love it!"
She had that right. By this time we'd reached my driveway. Hailey went to her house to tell Tyler what she was doing. I went up to my room and grabbed a clean pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I looked out my window to see her in front of her mirror, fixing her shiny blond hair. I hoped it was because she wanted to impress me. I finally heard the doorbell ring, I ran downstairs, taking two steps at a time and opened the door. I let her in, then led her to the kitchen where I poured each of us a glass of root beer, then led her up to my room.
"I need to take a shower."
"I know." She laughed, waving her hand in front of her nose.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny." I grumbled. I walked into the bathroom, casually scratching my head and taking a nonchalant sniff in the process. The deodorant worked.