REQUEST!!!

Large boxes were not the easiest thing to carry in and out of elevators and then into your new apartment with a gorgeous view over the city. At least, it would be gorgeous if boxes weren't already in front of the windows because that was the easiest wya to keep them out of the way.

You just moved to New York City. You bought a cute, simple apartment in the city and you've been looking forward to move in for weeks. Until you realised the elevator needed repairs. Now, you, and a team of movers, were carryibg box by box up and down the flight of stairs to your floor, dumping a box inside your apartment, and heading back down to grab another.

On one trip up to your apartment, you almost ran into a tall, blonde woman coming out of her own apartment. Her lips were painted a deep red and her eyes were so blue it put the ocean to shame... Immediately something went off in your chest.

For Taylor, she just froze. You were new, thats for sure... but she just couldn't take her eyes off you... Your eyes were perfect... Not a single hair out of place... No. No she just got out of a breakup with a guy...

With a mumbled apology she forced her gaze away and continued down the stairs, teuing to push your perfect face out of her memory.

Of course, at dinner, as Taylor was coming up the staircase, you were just unlocking your apartment to enter, a bag of takeaway food in hand... Except this time Taylor managed to speak.

"O-Oh.. hey... You're my new neighbour... Right? Hi... I'm Taylor." She said, trying to not stutter as her heart soared... God... She was straight! But you were really making her think and question things. You. Her neighbour who hadn't even spoken to her yet...