Novel & Cerita Does My Neighbor Like Me

come to my condo but I don't want to, maybe we can't even relax. Aira, sitting on the sofa, faced me. It grinned at me. "Your scream is loud, Aira. Is there a microphone inside your mouth? You can shout a lot, is this your building?" I asked him irritatedly. "You're mean to me BFF, I didn't yell at you. That's just my normal voice," he promised me. "What normal voice? I'll stab your throat with that, don't do that again. You are disturbing the people in the building," I rudely told him. "Why is my BFF ugly? It's morning, are you here now?" he asked me. I just made him suffer. Who wouldn't be irritated by him? His voice is so loud, what if we have a sensitive neighbor who might be harmed and

But then again, I’ve never accepted a drink from a stranger before. “What happened?” he asks, leaning forward, attentive. I wave my hand in dismissal again. “Forget about it.” “Okay,” he says, and I’m glad he doesn’t push. “But if you want to talk about it, I’m a good listener.” “You’re my neighbour,” I point out. “I’d rather keep the embarrassing stories to myself.” “Not for much longer,” he says. “Me being your neighbour, that is.” I arch my brow. “No? Are you moving?”

She even had the nerve to appeal to our neighborly relationship for mercy. Harold had abandoned every shred of the bravado he'd displayed in front of Alpha. Head bowed, shoulders hunched, he pleaded in a humiliated voice that this was all just a terrible misunderstanding. He told me we were neighbors, after all — we'd be seeing each other every day. No need to make things ugly. I watched their shabby performance with complete indifference. When they saw I wasn't going to let it go, Daisy changed tactics. She tried to play the victim card, hoping to win sympathy from the crowd.

"A good neighbor is a present help. If you let my son use this place as his playroom, wouldn't he be just like your grandson? "With the addition of a grandson, you'll have more support later in life. You old fool, how can you not understand this?" I raised the knife and swung it once through the air. "If you don't leave right now, believe me, I'll chop you to pieces." Shirley stepped backward again and again until she finally retreated outside. I slammed the door shut. Her shrill, annoying voice was finally cut off. I'd lived in this apartment for two years, and the neighbors next door changed as often as the seasons.

I was taken aback by silence, "To be honest, she is attractive, but please, bro. Let's just leave it that way. Lia and I are just friends, there is nothing more for Pete's sake. I barely met her the other day, and she's really sweet. It's against the laws to get close to her?" "You're too obvious, bro! Do you now have pet names? Lia, it's so tacky. What does she call you? Johnny?" He chuckled but was immediately kept silent when he thought his joke was just too corny, "Ok, to be honest, I thought you two were a perfect match the first time I saw you two, but there is an issue. Maybe you will slowly fall in love with Julia, regardless of the fact that everybody else knows how much you loved K

I said with a smile. " Oh I see you have met our neighbour... she is sweet but damn that woman is loud. " He said and we both laughed. " You got that right. " I said.

Somehow it makes me want to ride him all night. Hesitating, I frown and then answer with a question, “Would you mind?” “No, not really. At the end of the day, whoever’s arms you are in for the rest of your life, is the clear winner regardless of what anyone else wants.” As he says it, he shrugs and then seems to be getting ready to go before he turns around and adds, “I hate to leave it like this, but I probably should go. Dealing with nosey neighbors is not my thing. More times than not, I tend to end up in jail after punching them. Maybe next time we can meet up at my house.”

I wondered how he would look shirtless. Don't you think about that, missy. Focus on your job and not men. Maybe we could just be friends. Or we could remain acquaintances. Whichever would be the best. I shrugged and headed for my apartment. I was about to unlock the door when I saw my neighbor coming out of his. About time. "Hi!" I shouted so he could hear. He purely waved back without a word. "Can I have a word with you?" I asked. "If you feel it's necessary." He spoke.

I was down for a good gossip. “ Some have actually,” he sipped from his drink. “ That's in the past. I need the present,” I groaned, letting my head hand on the head rest of the chair. “ Don't you have a female neighbor in your apartment building that likes you?” “ Now that you've said it, there's one,” he recollected. “ Really!?” I gasped as I sat quickly into an upright position before leaning closer. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips.

Then yes, I am very fond of my neighbor. "Ok, let's do this." You might be wondering who this neighbor is? Her name is Sahana.