My Life Next Door Novels & Stories

I knew he wasn't serious, or I hoped he wasn't. "I don't like her being alone in that house." I put my glasses back on and resumed what I'd been doing. "She's almost never alone. Brett lives there, silly." "You know the house next door is for sale?" Slowly, I glanced back up, not sure I'd heard him correctly, or maybe he hadn't meant to imply what I thought he had. "I didn't know you were considering moving?" "I know you love the house, you've commented on it several times. And living next door to Annie would be like a girl's dream come true, right? Once the baby is born, all you'll have to do is walk across the lawn to see both of them."

I breathed out in shock but right then, she slammed the door shut in my face. I stood shocked for a moment and then I knocked on the door but she didn’t answer me. With a frustrated groan, I stomped downstairs. “Is everything okay dear?” Olivia’s mum asked me. “It’s fine. Have a good evening ma.” I said giving her a nod and then walking out. Well, everyone is losing it obviously. I was just walking back to my car when I realized something. Isabella Martinez, the hot nerd lived right next door. She was a big character in what I had to say so maybe she will give me a chance.

I went to the living room and that was when i realized the music wasn't coming from my house but from the house next door. What the actual hell? I opened my door and could even hear the music more clearly, not even music, it was noise. I was actually bare footed but I didn't care because all I wanted was a good nap and nothing was going to get in the way of that. I walked over to the next flat and knocked on the door, there was no response and i used my two hands to bang on the door again.

“Jade Adams with the exceptional results from her previous school actually forgot something.” “Well I didn’t forget about you and Briella,” I crossed my hands in front of my chest. His smile dropped, so did his hand. “Look, can we talk?” “No we can’t. We have nothing to say to each other.” “You say that but we keep getting into each other’s faces. You can’t say you haven’t noticed it too.” I forced a laugh. “We’ve been getting in each other’s faces because we attend the same school and we sit beside each other. And, just in case you’re forgetting, you’re my next door neighbor.”

We sat in the living room, Zara talking nonstop about the States—her job, her apartment, how lonely it got sometimes. “I missed home,” she admitted softly. “And I missed you.” I reached for her hand. “I missed you too.” She looked at Elijah again. “So… how did you two meet?” He glanced at me. “Next-door neighbors.” Her eyes widened. “Are you serious?” I nodded. “Life is strange.” She smiled. “I like this version of your life.” Later, Zara pulled me aside while Elijah stepped out to take a call. “You’re happy,” she said quietly.

“Because you’re the one who put him in a coma, Hera. What happened messed up our work completely! This is what you have to do—unless you want to go to jail?” My father’s words freeze me solid. I can’t speak. The next morning, reality hits me hard: I’m now living with a psychopath next door. A comatose man whose very possibility of waking up fills every part of me with dread. Please, please don’t wake up!

I blinked. “Today?” He nodded. “Hockey season.” That explained it. “Good luck.” He smiled. “Thanks.” Then he headed out. The house felt oddly quiet afterward. Bree collapsed onto the couch dramatically. “Well.” I sat beside her. “Well what?” She spread her arms wide. “We officially live in a sports documentary.” I laughed. “That’s dramatic.” “Football house next door.” She pointed one direction. “Hockey player roommate.” She pointed the other. “This house has become neutral territory.”

He cut the phone and then switched it off. The next few days went almost the same. There was constant laughter and fun in the house, and no one missed going out. While the coronavirus played havoc outside, inside this house, all seemed happy and fun. One night, a week later, Neha went to put Krish to bed, her daily routine. After fifteen minutes, she came out only to see that the entire living room was decorated with candles. Rohan held her hand and led her to the center of the room. He proceeded to light some more candles on the floor.

“mum when did the owners of the house next door moved in?” she stared at me for a while before asking, “did you meet them?” “yes, more like embarrassed myself. Why did you not tell me?” She never told me anything about someone moving in. if she did, I would have guessed as much rather than getting into a conversation with that jerk. “it skipped my mind. They moved in a month ago. How did you get embarrassed?”

" We watched the sun go down as we were walking I'd spend the rest of my life standing here talking You would explain the current as I just smile Hoping I just stay the same and nothing will change And It'll be us, just for a while Do we even exist? That's when I make the wish, To swim away with the fish ∆ The landlady is shouting since the early morning barking orders, I feel bad for the guys working since dawn. When I wake up this morning, Jamie informs me about the new neighbour moving in next door, I was furious at whoever it is because the room next door is one of the best but the landlady don't allow us to rent claiming she is to let her far relative stay for free and new neighbour is