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 tattoos
I 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...
