The Bad Boy Next Door

Chapter Three - New Neighbours

Lilia's P.O.V

I'm trying to look out my window without being seen. Hoping he doesn't know I live here and he's just passing or visiting family. I can see him talking to a man and a woman. His parent's maybe? But that doesn't tell me why he's here? Then I saw it. The moving van. Oh shit, he's moving in next door. I just dropped to my bed, screamed into my pillow, and somehow drifted off to sleep.

Half an hour later

I woke up and looked at the time, only 06:00 pm. I got up and went for a shower. After a good half hour and a concert later, I hopped out and got dressed.

"Nice singing" a sexy voice chuckled.

Shit... my window is open. I looked out of it to see Jacob Black, in the room across from mine. Was he spying on me? Oh shit, I hope he didn't see my undress to shower! I walked to the window and shouted, "Perv!" He just smirked and took off his shirt. I couldn't help but stare at that god-like body. The way his muscles just sit nicely on all the right places, and his sick pack glaring at me so intense. And don't get me started on his V line, wow.

"You like what you see?" I snap out of it and see him smirking.

I started to blush and all I could push out was, "Shut up you perv!"

"Me the perv? You're the one drooling all over my body." He winked at me. I'm never usually this confident around boys or people for that matter. I surprised

myself. I rolled my eyes and closed my window. I saw him mouth something but I couldn't read his lips, so I just turned around and dried my hair.

Jacob's P.O.V

Her singing is gorgeous I must say. As soon as I saw her, I knew she was different. I'm not gonna lie to you, I couldn't help but stare at her undressing. Not in a creepy way, I didn't let myself see anything. But her body man, the way it curves in all the right places, and her ass is perfect. She also has a little birthmark on the bottom of her back which looks a little bit like Italy. I've never felt like this around a girl before. Around a geek, a loner, a nerd. My stomach turns every time I see her. I can't get her out of my head. And now that's even harder now she's my next-door neighbour.

After she closed the window, I couldn't help but watch her dry her hair. Her hair flying all around and the top she was wearing, a jersey top, something you give a girl after she's spent the night. I can tell that's a jersey she bought though. And she's wearing basketball shorts too. God, she's perfect, I need her.