Love next door

> My alarm was screaming. > > 5 AM. Weekend. My therapist says morning walks help my mental health, so now it's a habit I can't break. > > I brushed my teeth, threw on my sneakers, grabbed my probiotic drink and went for a run. Two minutes in, I was already exhausted. I'm so not a sports person. > > I gave up on running and decided to just walk to my favorite breakfast shop, enjoying the sky. It was orange mixed with pink. I've never seen anything like it in New York. > > Then — I bumped into something. Someone. > > "Ouch..." > > "I'm sorry," a low, sexy male voice whispered above me. > > Before I could even look up, my phone rang. Mom. > > "Enny, where are you?!" > "Mom, I'm fine. I went for a walk." > "You could have left a text!" > "I'll be back in a sec, God!" I hung up. > > When I looked up... he was gone. > > But his scent was still there. > > Wait... I know this scent. Roses and sunflower together. I know this scent from somewhere... > > *--- 10 YEARS AGO ---* > > A knock on our apartment door. > > "Enny, go get the door!" my mom yelled while ironing. > > "Are you expecting someone, mom?" > "No, it's probably the new neighbors next door." > > I opened the door. > > And there he was. That scent again. Familiar. > > I had to look up — he was so tall. Black rough hair styled perfectly, a black singlet, baggy black jeans, and a necklace that looked special somehow. And his eyes... light blue, but they turned green when you looked deep into them. And his lips — pink and tempting. > > I froze. > > "Hi?" I said, finally snapping back to reality. > > "Hi, we're the new neighbors next to your apartment," his mom said warmly, pointing next door. > > His mom handed me a box of cookies. "Neighbor's gift. I hope we can get along well." > > "Thank you, ma'am," I said, trying not to stare at him. > > He stood there like he was forced to come. Like he didn't give a f**k about anything. That kind of boy. > > "If you need anything, we're just a door away," his mom smiled before leaving. > > I closed the door. > > Not knowing that was where it all begins………