-A/N=authors note
-The point of view changes throughout the story
Your a 16 years old girl, You lived in Manitoba, Canada until your parents came to you with news that you were going to move into a new house in a small neighborhood in Dallas,TX (I know Payton isn't from there but idc) you stand infront of the house with a moving box in your hand and stare at the house
Y/n: whoaa
Dad: cool huh? *laughs*
Y/n: Yeah it's Amazing!
As you stare at the house, someone breaks your stare and accidentally scares you, you jump lightly and look at her
??: oh sorry for scaring you. Hi, I'm Faith Moormeier, I live in the house nextdoor.
Y/n: Hi Faith, I'm Y/n.
A small woman walks out of faiths house and walks up to you and your dad.
???: Hi you must be the people who baught the Michaels house.
You smile and look at her
Y/n: Yeah I think so.
Dad: Y/n, you go in your room and unpack.
You go to the your new room, Its huge! You look around in awe
You sit on your bed that was installed by he moving people, you look out your window and see a teenage boy sitting on his bed on his phone, you smile
He sees you and opens his window,
(The Windows are a meter away from eachother)
You open your window and smile at him
???: Hey Gorgeous
You blush lightly
Y/n: Hey, I'm Y/n.
???: I'm Payton, but you can call me Daddy (I cringed writing that)
He smirks, you blush profusely
Payton: Mamacita likes?
He bites his lip and looks you up and down
Y/n: I mean..kinda?
He gives you a piece of paper with his number on it, he does a phone sign with his hand and mouths "call me babe" walking back to his bed.
You think "he was hot..but I can't date anyone, I dont have the time. He also looked like a fuckboy.."
You go downstairs and sit at the dinner table and eat supper,
Mom: the neighbours are nice, what did you think Y/n?
Y/n: you look at your mom uhh, there nice, I talked to her son. He gave me his number.
Your mom Awes and your dad looks at you with a concerned look.
Dad: do you..you know..like him?
Y/n: well kinda, but he's kind of an ass. He gives me fuckboy vibes.
Dad: why? How?
Y/n: when he saw me for the first time, he called me gorgeous, then he said quote on quote "I'm payton, but you can call me daddy"
Dad: oh jesus.
Y/n: Same! Then he called me Mamacita and gave me his number and told me "call me babe" and walked away from his window
Dad: wow. Now I agree with you about him being a fuckboy.
Y/n: there we go!
You have a long conversation with your parents and grab your phone, airpods and the paper and go to your room, you knew Payton was in his room but you didn't care.
You turned on music, pretty loud (both their Windows were still open) you danced for a while till you realise Payton was watching you smiling, then you realised he watched you throw it back.. *you think* i threw it back..he saw me. Jesus lord. Please don't let him touch me..
You turn off your music, blows him a air kiss just to tease him, you close your window, you lock your window and get ready to go to bed and talk to yourself till you fall asleep until you hear something that makes you smile.
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"Goodnight gorgeous"
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A/N:
683 words
this is my first story, worked really hard on it.
Please keep up with this story, I like it so far and I hope y'all like it too❤ (my next stories might be shorter, idk yet doe)
Anyways, love yall so much and I appreciate every single one of you, please comment what plots I should have in future parts😊
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The boy next door..
Teen FictionPayton Moormeier is your neighbor, you like him but you don't think you should be in a relationship, he thinks otherwise.
