There's something 'bout the girl next door

Something that I can't ignore

She got me like 'Ooh'

She got me like 'Ooh'

There's something 'bout the girl next door

Something that I can't ignore

She got me like 'Ooh'

She got me like 'Ooh'

Now I'm at your door (knock, knock, knock)

Now we're on the floor, you on (top, top, top)

We can be one body, come on let's (rock, rock, rock)

I'm dreaming, I'm feenin' like (ooh, ooh, ooh)

I've seen you with no makeup (ooh, ooh, ooh)

So stoked that you're my neighbour (ooh, ooh, ooh)

So close I can almost taste you and I can't get you out my mind and I can't get you out

i study the lyrics closely, my eyebrows furrowing before i look from the computer screen up to Wesley.

'this cant all be about me, we've never had sex on the floor with me on top, in fact.. i've never been on top' i shrug, he rolls his eyes, pushing himself up from the table he was leaning back against.

'clearly some of the song is just made up lyrics to fill it in so it could actually be a song, you left before i had enough to finish it' he shrugs, i sigh. 'im sorry' i whisper, he shrugs once more. 'we're here now aren't we, how about we dont dwell on the past, yea?' he smiles, leaning down and pressing a kiss to my cheek.

i nod in agreement, 'i'd very much like that' i grin. he nods before walking away, sitting on his lounge as his small white dog jumps up beside him. 'its a good song though, dont get me wrong!' i add, hearing him chuckle in reply.

'thanks, babe' he almost whispers. my heart races at the pet name before i shake off the thought and continue to read the rest of the lyrics before abandoning the computer and walking over, sitting on the other side of Wes, His puppy curled up on his opposite side.

he smiles, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into his side. he flicks the tv on, both of us watching it in a peaceful silence.

'what are we?' Wes questions. i lift my head, my eyes meeting his as soon as i look up. 'what do you mean?' i ask, 'well.. what are we.. like.. i dont know how to put this!' he groans, running his hand over his face.

'as in.. together?' i smile slightly, he nods his head before dropping his hand, brown eyes meeting my own. 'i dont know..' i shrug, glancing down to his lips for a few seconds before my eyes slowly trail back up to his eyes.

'are we?' i smirk, he smiles back, leaning forward and pecking my lips. 'i love you. be with me?' he asks, i nod before pressing my lips to his once more. 'of course' i mumble into the kiss, both of us smiling into it.

*Wesley's POV*

i smiled as Chloe's body fell down beside mine on my bed, letting out a breath before she turns her head to smile at me. i grin before, pressing a soft kiss to her lips before picking up her hand and beginning to play with it mindlessly in one of my hands.

'how was school.. after i left?' she asks, i shrug slightly. 'boring as hell, it honestly sucked and i almost stopped going but my father would have kicked my ass' i chuckled, her smiling with me as she nods gently.

'oh, Milly also never gave up on trying to get with me' i added, her eyes meet mine when i turn my head to look at her. 'did you?' she almost whispers, i smile lightly before shaking my head. 'i never went near another girl after you left, baby' i whisper, pressing a kiss to the tip of her name before continuing to fiddle with her hand.

we layed in silence, being able to enjoy each others company without even needing to talk.

Except, A knock on the front door soon pulls us out of our small little seperate bubble. 'who in the world could that be' i huff, dropping her hand as i sit up on the edge of the bed, glancing at the bedside table to look at the clock.

'its 10:30 at night... what the hell' i frown before pulling myself up, dragging myself to the front door where the hammering of someones fist against the wood was still echoing throughout the whole apartment.

i swing the door open with slight force, setting my glare on my idiotic younger brother. 'what do you want?' i ask, crossing my arms and leaning against the door frame.

'Isaac is in hospital' he speaks, my eyebrows raise, 'what? what for?!' i exclaim, he sighs, 'before you completely freak out! his ok, his come down with a bad feaver, the doctors say he should be fine though' he speaks.

i breath out in relief. 'ok, whos at the hospital now?' i question, 'Breeze, brooke and mum and dad' he speaks. 'so basically everyone' i huff, he nods. 'are you going over now?' i ask allowing him into the apartment. 'yea, did you wanna come over?'.

'yea, give me a second' i say before hurrying into my room, 'Chl-' i begin but clamp my mouth shut when i look over at the bed.

Chloe was fast asleep, lying on her side still. i smile lightly before chucking the throw blanket over her and pressing a kiss to her cheek.

i quickly change into blue jeans and the first jumper i could locate, shoving a hat onto my head before i scribble a note down on a sticky note to let Chloe know where i am if she woke up.

i stick it on her bedside table before putting my shoes on, grabbing my phone and heading out the door with Keaton right behind me. 'Is Chloe there?' he asks as we hop into my car instead of his. i nod, starting up the engine and pulling out almost straight away.

'Yea, but shes asleep, i just left her a note' i speak, he nods his head, looking out the window before he looks back to me, 'im glad yous are together again, you were different when she wasn't around'.

i smile, 'how'd you know we were together?' i question, 'well, aren't yous?' he speaks, i nod my head. 'only as of today' i chuckle, he smiles back.

'good..' he trails off, leaving us both in silence as i continue to drive us to the hospital. 'shes good for you, Wesley' he says, breaking the silence between us.

i chuckle under my breath as i pull into the parking lot. 'yea, she is' i almost whisper as i park the car in an empty spot.

we both jump out, locking the car before we head in, me following Keaton to his room.

'Wes!' my mother grins, kissing my cheek when i step in after Keats. 'hey' i speak before walking over towards the bed, 'hows my little man going?' i question, looking down at the sleeping baby lying on the bed.

'his pretty sick, his on pain killers and medication but the doctors said he should be fine within a few weeks and back to his normal, cheeky self' Brooke smiles, i nod as i place my arm gently around her shoulders, giving her a soft squeeze. 'and how are you?' i question.

she shrugs, 'its the first time his been really sick, his my only kid. it was a bit scary to say the least' she almost whispers, i give her a soft smile before pressing a kiss to her forhead. 'he has Stromberg blood in him, he'll be a fighter' i chuckle, everyone else nodding in agreement.

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i finally stumble into my apartment at nearly 5am. all of use had stayed at the hospital waiting for all the tests to return, luckily.. they were all positive results for little Isaac.

my eyes were difficult to keep open as i lazily kicked off my shoes and shove my jeans down my legs somewhere in the hallway to my bedroom.

i pull my shirt off and chuck it to the corner of my room once i step in, stopping when i see Chloe sitting up, a cup of tea in her hands.

'How is he?' she asks, i give her a small smile. 'his fine, will be completely fine in a few weeks' i mumble before falling onto the bed beside her. 'tired?' she giggles. i nod, watching her lazily as she sets her cup on the bedside table, slipping down under the covers beside me.

'it was pretty cold without you' she pouts, i smirk as i roll onto my side to face her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her closer to me, nuzzling my head into her neck.

'i bet it was' i whisper, pressing a kiss to her neck. letting out a deep breath as sleep begins to pull me under, i smile softly when i feel Chloe tangling her legs with mine after she turned in my arms to face me.

she presses her lips to my forhead multiple times, 'i love you, Wesley Stromberg' she whispers, my eyes open as i pull my head back, resting it on the pillow.

'i love you, Chloe Smith' i whisper back, pressing my lips to hers, she giggles before pecking them once more, this time she nuzzles into my neck, breathing in before releasing the air and settling her body against mine.

'get some sleep Wes, your eyes are literally bloodshot red' she giggles quietly. 'goodnight my beautiful girl' i smirk before allowing my eyes to close and sleep to pull me under.

when i awake, i glance around my empty bed, frowning from the missing body warmth. i groan as i pull myself up to sit on the edge of the bed, my eyes blurry as i look at the clock, only just being able to read, 2:04pm.

my eyes widen before i stand up, sleepily stumbling over my own feet as i walk down the hallway.

i begin to worry when i find my whole apartment empty, all until i find a small blue sticky note on the kitchen bench.

gone home Love! i needed a shower and fresh cloths.

come over if you please x

i smile, chucking the note in the bin before heading back up the hallway and into the bathroom.

after showering, shaving the slight stubble i had grown and changing into fresh cloths, i was now in my car and on the way to Chloe's little apartment.

my knuckles tapped the door three times before she swung the door open, her lips pushing to mine straight away as we stumbled back into her living room, i only just managed to shut the door behind me.

'jesus, baby' i breath pulling away slightly, she grins, her arms gently wrapping around my neck, 'your shaved' she smirks, i nod my head.

'good, stubble isn't very fun when its in its spikey stage' she giggles, i chuckle with amusement as i peck her lips, 'spikey stage, eh?' i speak, teasingly pressing my lips all over her cheek.

she playfully pushes at my chest, her eyes sparkling in amusement as she presses one kiss to my lips before pulling completely away from me. 'yes, spikey stage' she says heading into the kitchen.

'are you hungry?' she questions seconds later, i shrug, 'i literally come over here when i got up, well... after my shower'.

'that didn't answer my question' she teases, opening her fridge. 'a little' i shrug. she quickly nods her head before pulling out a few veggies and something else i dont catch.

'do you like chicken?' she questions, i give her a small nod. 'chickens ok.. although i love Fish more' i state, she shrugs her shoulders. 'sorry, Babe. i only have chicken for today' she winks before pulling out a knife and chopping board.

'we can just have a late lunch.. early dinner kinda thing i guess.. and if we get hungry we can find some snacks or something' she shrugs. i just nod along with her as i take a seat on the stool.

'thats fine baby' i mumble, watching as she continues to pretty skillfully cut up her veggies. 'what are you making anyways?' i add, she glances up for a few seconds, tucking hair behind her ear before she continues.

'i was just going to make some crumbed chicken and veggies... if thats ok?'. i smile, 'thats fine beautiful' i speak, watching her cheeks turn a light shade of pink.

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i continue to switch through the channels. not really interested on anything on the tv as i awaited for Chloe to get off of her phone in the room.

i sigh, slouching further onto the couch. i let the news play, sitting up straight when i hear 'Emblem3'.

In recent news revolving around Emblem3!

Wesley Stromberg, has been rumoured to be back with his High school girlfriend, Also the girl who he's written songs about, their number 1 single at the moment, Chloe!

Chloe Smith and Wesley Stromberg were rumoured after she showed up to their free, one song little performance at Huntington Beach!

The two were also seen talking there before he left with her. they were later seen out for dinner, looking very cosy.

Is this true? are the little duo back together after a 2 year split when young Smith left Stromberg and moved here to LA.

We will have follow ups later on when we get more information on the little rumoured Duo!

i roll my eyes, looking up when i catch Chloe walking in from the corner of my eye. 'Hey baby' i smile lightly, she gives me a slight smile and i know somethings off.

'Whats wrong, Baby?' i ask, getting up from the lounge straight away. She bites down on her bottom lip as she looks at me, her eyes filled to the brim with tears.

i pull her into my chest, wrapping my arms tightly around her. 'that was my dad..' she trails off, my eyes widen as i pull her back an arms distance to look at her.

'what?!' i almost exclaim, she winces before replying. 'he reckons his found out where i lived, that his coming here to "see me". Wesley i dont want him to see me!' she cries out, her tears finally falling over and down her cheeks.

'he wont baby' i state pulling her back into my chest. 'i wont let him near you if you dont want him near you' i reasure, gently rubbing her back and pressing kisses to the top of her head randomly.

i have no clue what her father has ever done to her, or if he even has done anything? maybe she just doesn't want to see him or something?

whatever the reason, i was going to make sure he would never get near her.

i will always protect her, from anything and anyone, whether its risking myself, i'll do it.

'His dangerous, Wesley' she whispers into my neck, i furrow my eyebrows but stay silent, not wanting to push for more information about him. if she wanted me to know, she'd tell me.

'His also been to prision..' she adds, sniffling slightly before digging her head deeper into my neck and she begins to cry again. my heart begins to race at this newly revealed statement, what was he in prision for?

'his a murderer' she whimpers out, her hands clutching my t-shirt tightly. 'Sh, sh. Baby its ok, he wont come near you. i promise you' i state, pressing a hard kiss to her forhead before pulling her back slightly, wiping her tears away.

'i love you ok, he wont touch you' i smile slightly, she shakes her head though. 'he might hurt you, Wes! what if he hurts you?!' she exclaims.

i just pull her back into my chest tightly, continuing to rub her back. 'he wont, he wont. trust me'.

'the man he murdered was my mothers boyfriend, because he didn't want any men near me.' she cries.

Well, Fuck.

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Oh HEY!

so, i have an app that shows you whos clicked on your twitter profile.. and Wesley was on mine last night after i tweeted him and i fangirled like a mother f*****

yea... just a little excitement for my night :D

but anyhoooo

Murderer huh?!

Wesley, you better watch out bud!

o.O

love yous x o x o