I was again once again inspired by Selena's song 'El Chico Del Apartamento 512'. I've written a one-shot using this song for a Rebel one-shot (Which is entirely different then this one) Anywho, i hope you enjoy! Thanks to all those that took the time to read my little book and reviewed^^ - Jasz
B/f/n= best friend
As you make your way towards your apartment, you can hear the cries of children and angry parents. It never fails to make you frown as you see some tweens just standing outside an apartment. Giving you cat calls; making crude gestures as they try to get your attention. Ignoring the idiots you pass them and off course an older man that reminds you of Herbert the pervert, seems to crack the door open. He coos at you and asks if you like to join him. Which you are about to answer when a few doors down a door opens and it's there that the tenant of Apartment 512 steps out.
This guy can only be described as Delicious! Tall, dark and handsome, he belongs on covers of steamy romance novels. Like screw fablo! Place this man on them, if the plots of the novel suck their sales would still be high due to the man on the cover. A man that makes all the women and some men, in the complex, mouth water as he walks down the halls in that fit uniform. A cop out of all things the man could be, a model, a god and/or something that has to do with good looks, he's a cop in Blüdhaven.
You stare at his back as he checks if his door is locked tight. Once satisfied he turns and scans the hall. When his blue orbs land on you, he flashes you a smile. A greeting he often flashes your way along with a polite hello. Just by that, he has you melting and you're not too happy. Another reason is that you try to return the greeting but you make yourself look dumb. By impersonating a fish and stuttering like porky the pig. Flashing red, you quickly shove your door open and shut it. Cursing yourself, while banging your head against the door; it was like clockwork when it came to R. Grayson. It appears the routine will never cease.
So after half an hour you stop banging your head and go about your apartment. Making your way to the kitchen you greet your turtle Dove, which was given to you by your great aunt. You open the fridge and decided on left overs. Heating them up; and scrolling your news-feed on facebook. You see that your best friend is engaged and they didn't even call you. Pouting you start thinking of all your friends and family. All happy, married, engaged, in a relationship and popping out babies. And you... alone in Blüdhaven... to afraid to admit to have feelings for a guy that clearly doesn't know you like him.
Groaning, your phone chimes and it's your so called best friend face timing you. Slapping a smile on your lips, you answer. Before you is b/f/n shrieking like a mad person. Stating that the questions was popped and you laughing and asking for details. Which you got until they notice the sparkle that usually greets them is gone.
"Y/n, what's wrong babe?" B/F/N questions with a frown. "And don't lie I know you like the back of my hand."
"Which we all know you saw a lot of before you got with your bae." You roll your eyes and let out a small laugh.
"Shush, now spill. Is it hunky dunky guy?"
"You need to give people better nicknames, boo-boo." You retort with a sigh. "It's the same thing every single time. I just can't say hi."
"He is a fine piece of ass." You nearly choke on your rice.
"I can't with you anymore." You laugh.
"You'll have the courage to talk to him eventually. Hey maybe, he'll be your date to my big day."
"Yeah... No. I don't think I'll get over my porky the pig fiasco." You mumble while shoving chicken into your mouth.
"Awe, babe you will."
"What if I die alone!?" You question while taking a sip of your lemonade that you may or may not have spiked.
"What am I chopped liver?"
"You're getting married! You're leaving me."
"Hoes before bros..."
"I don't think that's how it goes, b/f/n" You shake your head. "Fyi, it's chicks before Dicks."
"Right... You know what! Let's have a movie night! You and me drinking away our problems and maybe you'll go up to hot fuzz and confess."
"Yeah, that'll go well."
"It's a step up, porky!"
You gasp and start laughing at your bestie. It's like old times. The pep talks and drinking until one of you confessed what was on your chest. Sometimes things just got wild. But maybe that would give you enough courage to tell 512 that you have a mega crush on him. It can either go from happily ever after to dying in a ditch alone...or a one night stand. Ending the call with b/f/n, you start your nightly routine. Netflix till ten then bed to start it all over again.
A month later,
Instead of making your way to your apartment you stand in front of 512. Putting on some lip balm and soothing your hair. You attempt to look presentable, but you just wanted to run into your apartment and hide. Knocking on the door you wait for him to answer. You can hear footfalls behind the door. Your heart beats loudly as if you were dancing the conga or like peter's while watching Cops. The door nub turns and a ginger opens the door. Your heart drops seeing the smiling ginger and sparkling blue orbs. Of course he'd be in a relationship. And she knew he was too perfect! He just had to swing for the other team!
"You're here to see my bro?" The ginger questions as his blue eyes twinkle with mischief. Two things go through your head. The first is how in the hell are they related and the second there's still a chance!
"Yes..."
"Dick, your neighbor whom you've being having wet dreams is here!" The ginger calls out.
"Not funny, Wally!" 512 or Dick retorts as he appears. "It wasn't a wet dream! It was-" he stops when he sees you at the door way.
"Erh, Hi?" You wave at him as he looks like he wants the ground to eat him.
"Hey... Can we pretend you didn't hear what just happened?"
"I don't know..." You retort as Wally lets you in and quickly goes to the kitchenette. "This actually makes things a bit easier and if it helps you. I thought you were gay, after seeing ginger snap there opening your door."
"Why the hell does everyone think that?" Dick growls.
"I have a girlfriend! I bet it was Jason spreading lies after you ate his share of Alfred's cookies. Your brother still likes to hoard his food." Wally cries.
"What brings you here, Y/n?" You stare at him... how the hell did he know your name? "You have your name tag on still." He points at your name badge from the café you work at.
"I came to tell...eh ask you if you wanted to go out some time." You whisper as Dick stares at you and ever so slowly a smile crawls on his lips.
"Yeah, I like that. Maybe we can go out for dinner."
"Okay..." You fight the blush creeping up.
"It's a date." He's pearly whites appear as his eyes twinkle. "Want to go for a walk while ginger snap as you called him. Gives his girlfriend a call and begs her to forgiveness on accidentally calling her by the wrong name?"
"Sure."
"What the hell Dick!" Wally cries as you and Dick are out the door.
As the two of you pass by your apartment and the tenants that annoy you. You can't help but beam at the idea of starting something with Dick. The two of you chat and Dick confesses on how he always had the intention of asking you out but you always seemed to run the other way when he came out. You blushed and told him that you had a crush on him. That you ran in fear of making a fool out of yourself. Which you kinda did by thinking he was gay. He just waved it off and led you to his car. Upon returning home and entering your apartment you dashed to call b/f/n. Telling them of the events at apartment 512.
There you have it! I hope you enjoy as much as i enjoyed writing it. Still have two more chaps to finally be up to date with my Wattpad account. I hope to hear what you think. THANKS FOR ALL THAT HAVE TAKEN THE TIME TO READ! -Jasz
Published on wattpad: 7-22-17
Fanfic: 09-2-17
* Miss. Christina, there is no limit at all. It will take some time for me up write and upload them do to work and school (thus why some are pre-written). but all request are welcomed. ^^
