All Chapters of My Hot Forbidden Neighbor: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Party - Natalie - West has been avoiding me. I know he was on vacation during initial week. But something was odd. After vacation, he told me his father was giving him a hard time, and he needed space. Then more and more excuses. Even though he never said anything to me, I tried to move on… But then he would breadcrumb and pull me back. He barely talks or texts these days, but doesn’t leave me alone either. So last night, I confronted him. I asked Why didn’t he call me? Why was his phone always busy? He asked if I was trying to spy on him. I was not! I just missed him. When called, his phone was busy. Every. Damn. Time. Doesn’t he miss me? In school, it’s formal between us, but at night, we used to talk about anything to everything. When my mind wanders to dark corners, I tell myself It’s just a rough patch. He opened his heart to me. Told me his troubles at home. I told him about my insecurities. He is always pushing me to do better. I am always there to support him. ‘We

Girl Like me? - Natalie - The next few days go in a blur. I am too numb to process things or talk to Riley. Completely confused if I am supposed to warn her or If West is right and I was just expecting a relationship when he didn’t want anything from me. Shit has hit fan in school too. I have been isolated. I am still avoiding West & Riley for the last three days. I understand Riley’s confusion. But I don’t understand why the hell West is still approaching me. I am giving him the fucking space he often asked for. Why doesn’t he just enjoy it? As I sit in my room just blankly staring out the window, a chime from my phone breaks my trance. Both of them have been texting me a lot. I am reading her messages, but avoiding him. I will probably have to talk to them. Both of them. I need to make sure he doesn’t use Riley as he used me. Riley: ‘You have no idea how much I am missing you. Can we please talk? West isn’t telling me anything.’ Riley: ‘I hate it when you guys fight.’ Me: ‘Com

Kisses - Jacob - . Just when we are about to head home, I ask for her number discreetly. With her father nearby, I don’t want to be open about it. I really behaved like an idiot at the dinner table. She must be thinking, I am some awkward dork or something. Technically, I am in many aspects. I just don’t want her to know about it. Not yet. I couldn’t be happier when she obliged and entered her number into my phone. My smile widens when I see the contact name she entered ‘Dull-Mean-Happening-Girl. Too long but works. She is a tease and I like that... Her dating life probably isn’t as clean as a slate like mine. I hope I can leave an impression good enough to convince her to date. After Mom’s lecture about my tone, my room, and my ungrateful attitude in general, I am ready for bed. My fingers are itching to text her. I give myself several excuses like ‘she doesn’t have my number yet’ or ‘ We need to figure out a weekend study session schedule‘. I ignore it’s only Tuesday, and we

17. It’s barely step one - Jacob - . “I thought you were coming to our school today?” West sits next to me in the locker room wearing his shoes after our match practice. “No man... one more week. Next Monday, to be exact.” I frown, “I thought I told you about that chemistry competition on Sunday..” West scoffs, “You indeed are a dork!” and walks out of the locker room. Nerd would be more appropriate. But Ok.. Whatever gets you off West. If someone from Maple High would have teased me, I might have taken offense. But I know West doesn’t mean it like that. He is crude to everyone. His default mode. I like him. He is fun to be around and surprisingly cool for things other boys have embarrassed me about. I am looking forward to attending school with him. I am sure we will have some of the classes together. With Natalie too. She and I can be good friends. Or maybe more. I am eager to meet her in the evening again. She told me she would like to take a walk with Coco. I wonder if s

22. Potluck- Natalie -.“I am not going anywhere!” Amy yells and shuts her door so loud, my table trembles with shock. I peek towards my door to see what this drama is all about.“What happened?” I ask Mom as I see her in front of her door.“She is just being…” Mom shrugs and air quotes, “Amy.”I chuckle and Amy opens the door, “Oh really!! Only because I am young doesn’t mean I always have to run errands. Everyone just bosses around me.”I choke at her words. She may or may not be right. I confess I often send her downstairs to bring a thing or two, twice or thrice every day. That doesn’t mean I boss her around. Noo... She is just.. too polite to say no.Amy is either too quiet and shy or angry and yelling. There is no in-between. I understand her meltdown, so I ask mom, ”What is it? Do you need something done?”Mom sighs. ”Yeah, I baked some cake. Just wanted to send it to Rachel’s house while it’s still warm.”“Rachel?”“Jacob’s Mom.”I frown. ”But you sent her cookies yesterday.