The Boy-Next-Door Part 1 [M4F] [Enemies to Lovers] [Hot neighbour] [Flirty] [Cars]

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Oh, wait a minute. I'm coming. I have mercy on my precious ears.

Why are you screaming? Oh, fuck. Sorry, I forgot to wear my shirt.

Give me a sec. Yeah, hi. How are you and who are you? Mrs.

Altman, who's that? Look, lady, I have no fucking idea who Mrs. Altman is, but are those cookies in your hands? No, she doesn't.

I live here now. I'm your new neighbor. Hello.

What? Stop smiling. Why? You know, most girls would die for this look of mine.

Shirtless and smirking. But whatever. You're lost.

I'm an asshole. Then how come you're blushing? Oh, yes, you are.

I'm an asshole, sure, but I'm a pretty smart asshole. Charming, too. And this asshole's got eyes.

Your cheeks have turned so red, we can use them as fucking traffic lights. What's my problem? What's your problem? I'm literally the most unproblematic person on this earth.

And the first thing you do when you meet me is to try to pick a fight. Although, girls do this, right? They act all rude and mean with guys they find attractive.

Oh, yeah. Now I see what's happening here. Of course, you just couldn't resist how good-looking I am.

So, to make it easier, instead of seeking me, you're trying to be my enemy. So, you find me attractive, huh? Hey, stop hitting me.

This asshole's gonna get mad at you for ruining my pretty, adorable face. Oh, I'm unbelievable. Well, yeah, I am.

I'm unbelievably hot. Aww, leaving so soon? Don't you wanna get more acquainted with your new hot, smart, and charming-ass fuck-neighbor? Hey, but this asshole's got a name, you know? It's Caleb.

That's a pretty name. Try not to think about me all day, hmm? Bye.

Hi, it's me. You don't seem too happy to see me. Anyways, I'm out of milk, and I really need some coffee right now.

So, could I borrow some milk from you? I'm lazy, okay? It's eight in the morning.

There is no way I'm going out to get milk when I'm this sleepy. Plus, I got such nice, sweet, and helpful neighbors. Why would I go out when I can get it from you? Oop.

What am I doing? I'm putting my foot in between so you can't close the door. Now, you are going to let me in like a good girl you are.

Who said I can come in? Well, I did. What were you doing exactly? Are those bugs? Wow, I haven't seen those in years.

Seriously, how do you even look at those things without falling asleep? What the fuck? You got, like, a bunch of these.

How's this one way? Could use one of these guys in my gym instead of the dumbbells. Okay, so by the look you're giving me, I should probably leave as fast as I can.

Just give me milk and I'll get going. Actually, uh. ..

Could I also borrow some coffee? And sugar, too. Oh, fine, fine.

Don't yell at me, I. .. I forgot to go grocery shopping, okay? Could you just make me some coffee here instead? Please, I'll make it up to you.

How? I. ..

I don't know, you tell me. What do you want? Answer your questions? That's weird.

Okay, what do you want to know? Why I'm out all night? I.

.. I have night shifts at a company. That is why I'm out all night.

Because of work. It's, uh. ..

It's not that popular yet. It's just, you know, a small startup company. And the investors are from a foreign country, so they keep meeting sometimes.

That's why we have to work night shifts as well. My car, uh. ..

It's. .. It's not that expensive.

It's just a normal car. Anyone could have bought it. Wait.

You know the name of the model? How? That car is, well, one of a kind.

I mean, only 29 of them were ever made. 1955 Swartz Ray CLS. Going doors.

2,995cc single overhead camshaft. Fuck. You've found a way to get through me.

Why do you keep asking me these questions? Why do you care if my car is expensive or not? Why do you want to know what I do when I'm out all night? Wait.

How did you know I'm out all night? Are you like a stalker? No, just curious.

Sounds like stalking to me. By the way, you didn't answer my question. How did you know the name of the model? Holy fuck.

You're studying to become a mechanical engineer? Damn, that's. ..

That's interesting. That explains all those thick bunch of books on your dining table. So.

.. You live here alone? All by yourself? Don't you get lonely? Oh, I know I live alone too.

But I've got my reasons. What are yours? Oh, thanks.

So. .. You were saying? Uh-huh.

Not so. Ah. Wow, you.

.. You've got your whole life plan on a map, huh? Living away from home for college.

Doing jobs even when you have rich parents. Preparing for masters in a different country. Does it even go according to your plans? So far it has.

That's nice. Let's see if it still goes the same way. Now that I'm here.

Oh, shut up. Don't get all worked up now. I was just kidding.

My parents. What about them? I.

.. I don't have any parents. No.

I used to live in a foster home.