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Neighbours	By : That-Girl-Han Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 2455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“You’re such a child, Ness.”
I took a sip of my wine, feeling my throat suddenly turn very dry.
“I know. I know, but I’ve already apologised.” I said in a low voice.
I could feel Nate’s hard stare boring in to my skull. I smiled weakly before casually looking around the restaurant, trying to find a distraction.
“Don’t ever do that again, OK?” Even his voice was sharp.
“Yes, I know it was completely wrong.”
“And what the hell was that grunting and moaning noise? It sounded like you were strangling a donkey.”
Oh, god. He remembers the fake sex thing. Shit. My cheeks flushed bright red.
“That was me,” I told him, my eyes fixed on my napkin.
When he didn’t reply for what felt like forever, I dared myself to look up. He was looking at me as though I had magically transformed in to a sheep right in front of him.
“What?” I asked feebly, feeling very self-conscience.
“That moose like noise was you?”
I shrugged. “And Jen. We had a little to drink.”
I, for some reason, expected him to fly in to a blind rage like he did earlier with the whole pregnant thing.
But he didn’t. His top lip was raise a little and he began to lightly chuckle. Seeing him, I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh myself.
“You do amuse me, Ness.” Nate spoke softly, as he reached over the table and took my hand.
“Nate…”
He smiled. “I miss you. Even if you are a raging alcoholic.”
I couldn’t help but return the smile.
“Maybe I do have a little problem.”
Nate laughed. “Yes, maybe.”
I looked down and felt a zap of shock rush up my spine as I saw his fingers inter-laced with mine.
“Umm, Nate.” I said, my eyes still locked on our hands.
“I miss you. I want you back.”
Even though, he had said those words to me before, my heart still gave a squeeze. I knew I had to get away from this topic. Nate would somehow wear me down.
I tried to pull my hand away. “Nate, please, let’s not-“
“Ness, you know you love me. I know you love me,” before I could even pull my hand away an inch, Nate had clamped a hold of my other hand.
“Let’s just put this all behind us,” He said, rubbing this thumbs along the back of my hands.
“Like you were with Lillian?”
The words came out so fast, that I didn’t have time to register that I was the one that said it. Even Nate was shocked by my sudden outburst. His eyes were wide and his mouth open. Ever so slowly, he licked his lips and his hands loosened their grasp on mine.
“That came out wrong!” I sputtered.
Nate just raised his eyebrows, “Right.”
I grabbed my wine off the table and began to gulp away. I knew my big mouth would get me in trouble one day!
“I didn’t know you were still bitter about it.” He said, scanning for something to look at around him.
“It doesn’t.” I put my glass down, “Well, not really.”
Nate just looked at me sceptically before raising his hand for the waitress.
“OK, it bothers me still – a little.”
“Mmhmm.”
“A tiny niggle, really.” I added quickly.
“A tiny niggle?” Nate asked slowly.
I nodded sharply. “Well, yes! I mean, you fucked my friend! How do you think that makes me feel? If anything, I should get a go to ride one of your friends. It’ll-“
“Is everything OK?”
The voice of the waitress stopped me dead my tracks. I picked up my glass and shook my head, hoping she’d fuck off so I could finish making my point.
“Yes, the check please.” Nate asked pleasantly, his eyes glued to her chest.
“Absolutely.” The little pretty blonde grinned before walking away like she was on the cat walk.
As she did, I couldn’t help but follow Nate’s eyes as he obviously ogled at her butt.
“Something you like?” I said coolly, glass in hand.
Nate tutted and turned back around. “I don’t know, something you like?” His eyes burned in to my hand with the glass.
I clucked my tongue and shrugged. “You know….actually, never mind.”
Nate leaned forward, with his elbows on the table. “No, say it.” He motion with his hand to carry on.
“OK,” I drained the last of my wine before I gently placed it on the table, “ If you recall, I only really starting to drink wine when I was with you. Somehow, it managed to give me more pleasure than you did.” I grinned charmingly at his dumb folded expression
I stood up, slung my jacket and bag over my arm.
“I’ll let you get this one,” I nodded in the direction of the on-coming waitress with the bill.
I gave him one last wink before I headed out of the restaurant.
When I got outside, I slung on my jacket and bag over my arm and began to walk towards where my car was parked.
Even though, I felt good about my little outburst with Nate, I somehow still felt horrible and bad. I guess it was because I was still in love with him. I lightly shook my head, as if it would make all the silly thoughts fall out for good. Jen was right. I needed to be strong and move on from Nate. He wasn’t good for me. Nate was like chocolate – great at first but soon left me feeling unhealthy and fat.
Actually, if I remember correctly, Nate even said I was a little chubby in bed. While we were having sex. He slapped my thigh and said ‘thunder thigh wobbles like jelly!’. I think I cried myself to sleep that night.
Right, Ness! Forget him. He had a funny looking penis anyway. And he always stunk out the bathroom. Ew, I remember the memories. I think-
Ooh, shiny! I spun around at the glittery object in the shop window. It was a perfect pair of shoes. They looked great. The heel wasn’t that high, so there wasn’t a danger of me falling over and killing myself. They looked absolutely perfect for my night out on Saturday.
I smiled to myself as I pushed the shop door open and went to buy myself a little present.

As I headed up the stairs to my flat, I felt my phone buzz in my bag. I slumped it off my shoulder down and quickly whipped it open.
“Hello?” I huffed, suddenly feeling the stairs.
“Ness! Thank god! Someone at last who understands my pain!”
“What do you want, Jen?”
“Please, please, pleeaaaaassseeeee tell me that you’re going to this work meeting tonight?”
I paused. “Nope, they don’t need PR there.” I carried on up the stairs.
“Fuck. So, I have to sit next to nobby fat old men by myself. Fucking fabulous.” Jen’s voice came through the phone in a hush.
I chuckled. “Well, you didn’t want to switch over from finance.” I said as I was just starting another set of stairs.
“Yeah yeah. You told me so.”
“Yup, I did.” I had to pause to catch my breath, “God, why did I move so high up in this bloody building?!” I puffed.
“Something about a daily workout.” Jen said, sounding like she was distracted.
“Ah, yes. I saw Nate this afternoon.”
“Oh? Continue,” Jennifer placed her full attention back on me.
“He wanted to get back together.”
“Little fucker! Please tell me you didn’t say yes?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“And you didn’t agree to be his fuck buddy again, did you? Because last time, i had to-“
“No, I didn’t!” I said firmly. “I think I need to move on.”
“Couldn’t agree more. Find yourself a new rebound.”
“That’s what Saturdays mission is. Finding myself a new male friend.”
“Exactly! It’s gonna be so badass! Julie is coming. Oh and Debs, I think-“
“Hold on, Jen,” I wheezed, shifting my mobile on my shoulder while I fished my keys out of my bag.
I fiddled with the lock, and for some reason kept missing the keyhole.
“Shit,” I mumbled to myself as I struggled to hold my phone with my shoulder and my bags with my hand.
I groaned in frustration as the key refused to fit once again. I could still hear Jen rambling on about Saturday night. I lost it, and threw my bags on the ground, snapped my phone closed and bent down to see what the keyhole was playing at.
“You little fucker. You will fit!” I grounded my teeth in complete annoyance.
“Want a little help?”
I shrieked and dropped my keys on the floor. I flew up and spun around.
“Oh, god. You scared me.” I said; hand on chest, trying to calm my heart down.
I’m not sure why I didn’t notice Jacob topless before but there he was. Standing in his doorway, topless, and with what looked like red baggy trousers with big black boots.
“Sorry, I heard you fumbling around out here. Thought someone was getting mugged.” He smiled as he stepped forward towards me.
I laughed nervously, “Only me.”
Jacob bent down and picked up my keys from the floor, he held his hand out for me to take them.
“Thank you.” I smiled as I did.
Jacob winked, “So, what’s the problem.”
“Er, I, er,” I stuttered, trying to recover from his wink, “Can’t get in to my flat. The key won’t work in the lock.”
His eyes darted towards the lock then back at my hand with the keys. “You sure you were using the right key?”
I just nodded.
“OK, let me take a look,” He smiled before he moved past me and bent down.
As he did, I couldn’t help but get a whiff of his aftershave. Man, it smelt good. I closed my eyes and inhaled quickly, hoping that it didn’t make me look like a prev or anything.
While Jacob was looking at the key hole, I noticed his muscles flex on his back as he bent down. His skin looked so smooth and tanned.
“You’re keyhole is blocked.” He noted as he stood back up.
“Blocked?” I said, shocked, and ignoring the dirty meaning of his words.
“Yeah, looks like chewing gum.”
“What the fuck,” I muttered to myself as I ponded the idea of someone sticking chewing gum in my lock.
“I’ve got a crow bar; I could break it down for you then call you a lock smith.” He said matter-of-factly.
“Why do you have a crow bar?” As soon as I asked it, I wished I didn’t. maybe he was a master criminal or maybe he was a drug lord! Yes! Because no one normal ever looks that good looking, do they?
Jacob chuckled at my obvious worried expression. “I’m a fire fighter.”
“Ohh! That would explain,” I waved my hand up and down his body.
Jacob grinned. “Yes, it would. I’m just gonna go fetch it.” He turned around and disappeared in to his flat.
I quickly bent down and snapped up my phone. There was no way I could ring Jen and tell her about Jacob in the time that he was gone, so I settled for a text.
I clicked on new message and began to type ‘Never guess what. Next door neighbour is a fireman! Be jealous bitch. + some asshole stuffed my lock with chewing chum. Xx’
I sent it. And smiled to myself.
“Got it.” Jacob’s voice caught my attention as he came back out of his flat.
I grinned at him as he began to break down my door.
“Thanks again,” I said as I watched his abs muscles flex.
“No problem,” he grunted, trying to pry open the door.
As I was admiring his body, I suddenly remembered who would put gum in my lock. It must have been that kid from upstairs. The one I caught spitting on the steps, so I told his mother.
“Little shit.” I mumbled to myself.
Jacob looked up at me, “I beg your pardon?”
“Oh no, not you! Just figured out who did that to my lock.” I pointed towards my door.
He shrugged. “Oh, right.” He began to use the crow bar again. “Who is it, Sherlock?”
“Oh, um, some little brat from upstairs. I got him told off by his mum.”
Jacob laughed. “Ah, fair do’s.”
My phone buzzed again. It was a text from Jen.
‘Reli? Den I call dibbs. LOL x’
I chuckled to myself and wrote out my reply.
“All done.”
My head snapped up from my phone. Jacob was standing there leaning on my door frame with his arms folded.
“Oh, wow. Thank you!” I gushed, picking up my bags from the floor and making my way in to my flat. “Come in!” I called out for Jacob to follow.
I placed my bags on my sofa and turned to face Jacob. “Thanks again!”
“Don’t mention it.” He smiled.
“Do you have the lock smith number..?” I asked, heading for a pen and paper.
“I’ll call up for you. They know me, so you’ll get a nice discount.”
“Ohh, I like discounts!” I grinned.
Jacob winked again. “Doesn’t everybody?”
I chuckled to myself, trying to not let my flushed cheeks make me look like a little girl.
I turned around to rummage in my purse to pay Jacob a little something.
“Is that you and your girlfriend?”
My body snapped up. “What?” I asked, walking over towards the entrance of my flat where Jacob was looking at a picture.
“Oh, no! That’s just Jen.” I smiled at the memory of the picture. We were both wearing slutty teacher outfits for one of my friend’s 21^st birthday party.
“Is this one your girlfriend, then?” Jacob asked, pointing towards a picture of me and Debs.
“I don’t have a girlfriend. I’m not a …” I said slowly, hoping I wouldn’t offend him if he was in fact gay himself.
“Sorry! I just assumed you were.” He said, his face turning a little red.
“No, no. It’s fine. You have a girlfriend?” I tried to sound casual as I went back over towards my bag and purse.
“Nope.”
I took out a tenner and shut my purse and placed it back in my bag. “Aw, boyfriend then?”
“No! I’m not gay.”
“Ooops! Sorry.”
Jacob’s eyes crinkled as he smiled. “You’d be surprised how many people think I’m gay.”
“Oh, well you do look like you could belong in the village people.” I chuckled but suddenly stopped when I realized what I had actually said. “Oh, god! I didn’t mean to be rude or anything i-“
“Don’t be. It’s funny.” He smiled.
If he was uncomfortable by my insulting him, he didn’t show it which I had to give him credit for.
“Well, thanks again. Here you are. You know, for the trouble.” I held out the money for him.
He didn’t take it; in fact he just looked at it like it was a deadly toxin.
“I don’t want it, keep it.” He said.
“No, no. Take it, please. Without you, I’d probably still be standing outside, hurling abuse at my front door.” I smiled a little when I tried to hand it to him again.
“Honestly, I don’t want your money.”
“Um, OK. So, how am I going to repay you, then?” I asked, shoving the money in to my jean pocket.
“I’ll think of something.” Jacob grinned devilishly.
I felt the butterflies swarm my belly. Get a grip, Ness! I smiled before I went over for my house phone. “So, the number for the lock smith?”
Jacob nodded and headed over towards me. His hand gently covered mine as he took the phone. He dialled the number and put the phone to his ear.
I stood quietly while he spoke to the person on the phone. I shifted on one foot while he was having a joke with whoever was on the phone. As he was laughing and having a casual chat with whoever he was on the phone, I couldn’t help but stare at his body. I mean, it’s like he’s a Greek god. I definitely have a new masturbation fantasy situation. Ooft.
“Everything’s set. Josh is coming to come and change your locks for you. Free of charge.” Jacob said as he put the phone back in its holder.
I snapped out of my little dirty fantasy. “Excellent! Thanks so much!”
“No worries.” Jacob grinned before heading for the front door. “Have a good evening.” He said over his shoulder.
“Jacob, wait!” I quickly followed him to the front door. “Please take the money; I’d feel a lot better.” I pulled out the money from my pocket and tried to hand it to him again.
Jacob shook his head. “Tell you what, if you really want to get rid of it, you can donate it to the local fire brigade centre, down at ”
“Oh, is that, erm, where you work?” I asked coolly.
“That’s generally where fire fighters work, yes.” He joked.
“Haha, of course.” I chuckled nervously.
“Anyway,” He gently touched my arm and smiled, “take care of yourself.”
Before he could get very far, I called him again. “Do you fancy coming out with me and some of my mates on Saturday night?” I asked, secretly hoping that he’ll say yes.
Jacob mulled it over before he answered. “OK, sure. Mind if some of the guys come?”
“That’s fine! Bring them. The more the merrier!”
“Awesome. See you later.” Jacob winked one last time before he went in to his flat and shut the door behind him.
I waited till I got in to my flat with the front door push too, before I did my little victory dance! Saturday was going to be brilliant!!
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