The Boy Next Door {H.S}

When a stalker sets his eyes on something, he doesn't take them away. And when Harry Styles set his eyes on Chelsea Lyle, he couldn't tear them away, not even for a split second. So, what happens when innocence meets insanity?

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I awoke from my slumber when I heard the sound of my name being called. Then someone started to shake me. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and slowly started to sit up. My eyes went wide as I saw the new house.

I got out of the car when my mom yelled for me to help unpack the things in the trunk.

I'm so happy that we are moving here.

My father did many bad things to me and my mother. It was quite scary, I should say. Ever since he got fired from his job, all he would do was sit on the couch and drink. He would make us burn, cut, or slap ourselves until we made a mark. If we didn't do what he said, there would be consequences. 

I cringed as the thoughts turned to flashbacks of those horrible nights. I couldn't stand all the years of loud, obnoxious yelling. All the sounds of screams and glass breaking. 

Now, I have a step-dad. His name is Mark and he is actually really nice, nicer than my actual father. My mother and I thought it was for the best to marry Mark because he was loving towards my mom and that was...good.

When we got all of our bags and supplies inside the house, we started to unpack. My mom told me which room I had so I got my things and headed towards my destination. When I got to were I was supposed to be, I looked all around the room and all I could see was an empty, spaceless area. 

Sighing, I put my bag on my bed, making the heavy weighted luggage bounce up and down. 

I started to unpack my bag but stopped instantly, an uneasy feeling soon taking over my senses. It felt like as if someone or something was watching me.

As an instinct, I whipped around to find a tall brown haired boy staring directly at me. From what I could see, he had blazing green eyes and curly hair that cascaded down to his shoulders.

We held eye contact for what seemed like ages until I finally mustered up the courage to walk over to my window and shut the blinds.

Why was he looking at me like that? 

Why was he even there in the first place? 

Shaking of the feeling, I decided to take a nap on my undesigned bed. I pushed off the bag carelessly and hopped on the bed before falling into complete darkness.

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SOOO, CHELSEA MOVED INTO A NEW HOUSE! WHY DO YOU GUYS THINK THAT HARRY WAS STARING AT HER!!?

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