I know that Miley Cyrus and Nick Jonas will probably never be asked to babysit one's children, but an aspiring author can dream, can't she?
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Miley Cyrus, Nick Jonas, or the Jonas Brothers. Once again, if I owned all that, would my butt be glued to the computer chair, writing stories? No, I'd be making out with Joseph Jonas. I own nothing but the plot, sadly (I do own Aunt Julia and Abbey, unless Miley really does have an Aunt Julia and a cousin named Abbey. But I doubt it). Ah, enough with this, on with the story! Please read and review. :)
"I can't believe I let you drag me into this." Nick muttered as Miley pulled him into her aunt's apartment. Miley's beloved Aunt Julia had asked Miley to babysit her six month old daughter, Abbey.
"Oh Nicky, will you just get over it. It's just babysitting for God's sake. One weekend with a baby can't be that bad, can it?"
"Why do I have to I have to come along with you? Your aunt asked you. Keyword you." Nick reminded her.
Miley rolled her eyes, "Come on. It'll be fine." she assured him. "Aunt Julia, we're here!"
"Miley!" cried a young, frazzled woman. "Thank God you're here! I'm already late, my flight leaves in an hour. Um…" she paused frantically before remembering what she needed to say. "I have a list of her allergies on the fridge, a long with the number of the hotel I'm staying at." She picked up a list off the counter and handed it to Miley. "Here's a list of important phone numbers; her grandmother, her aunts, her doctor. And just in case, you can knock on our neighbor, Linda's, door. She's an expert with babies. When worse comes to worse, you know to call 911, and you know my cell phone number. Remember to feed her and change her diapers. Oh, and Miley, bath time is at 6:00, every night."
"Don't worry Aunt Julia, I got it all covered! I can honestly assure you that Nick and I will take good care of Abbey. Right Nick?" Miley asked, glaring at him.
Nick was staring blankly into space, "Huh, what? Oh…yeah. I promise to feed the cat."
"We don't have a cat, Nick." Aunt Julia informed him.
Miley poked him, "Nice to know you're listening!" she snapped. "Anyways, we promise to take care of her. I babysit Noah all the time. This will be a cinch." They were interrupted by a car horn blaring furiously in front of the apartment.
"That's my taxi, I really have to go." said Aunt Julia, glancing at her silver-crested watch. "Please call me if something goes wrong." she pleaded as she wrapped Miley in a hug.
Miley nodded, "Of course. You can trust me!"
Aunt Julia smiled down at her, "I know I can. Thank you so much, Miley. You two, Nick. I'll see y'all on Sunday Night!" she chimed as she stepped out the apartment with her luggage, closing the door behind her.
"Alrighty, let's get this show on the road!" squealed Miley as she ran happily into Abbey's room. "Hi Abbey!" Nick followed her into the room, smiling at the sight of Miley and the baby.
"I have to admit, she's pretty cute." Nick confessed. He wrinkled his nose as a nasty odor drifted throughout the room. "Ew, what is that stench?"
"It's a dirty diaper, Nick." explained Miley.
"I knew that."
She shook her head, "If you'll excuse me, duty calls." she said as she pushed past him and gently placed Abbey on the changing table. She reached under the table and grabbed a fresh diaper and baby powder. "Here we go," Miley muttered to herself. She unwrapped Abbey's diaper and twisted the powder bottle open. "Nick, can you get me the baby wipes? They're right there by the crib."
"Sure babe," he replied. He grabbed the box of the baby wipes from the dresser that lay by the crib and made his way over to Miley at the changing table. He stopped in his tracks when he saw the sight of Abbey's dirty diaper in the diaper genie. "Oh my God." he whimpered.
Miley sighed, "Nick, please. Just hand me a baby wipe, will you?" Trying his hardest to keep his eyes off the diaper, Nick handed Miley a wipe with shivering hands. Miley snatched the wipe from his grasp and tended to wiping Abbey's bottom. She then applied the baby powder and followed by clothing Abbey with the fresh diaper. "All better." Miley smiled as she held Abbey in her arms. "How can you not want to take care of this little angel?" she asked Nick.
"I can think of a few good reasons," he answered, glancing over at the diaper genie.
She couldn't help but giggle, "Hold her, okay? I'm going to fix her a bottle." said Miley as she carefully handed Abbey over to Nick.
"Um, hey Abbey." Nick said as Miley left for the kitchen. "It looks like Miley's doing a great job with you. You must be pretty lucky to have a cousin like her." He took a seat in the nearby rocking chair and started rocking back and forth. "You know Abbey; you have the cutest face I have ever seen. It might even be the face of a future rock star." Abbey giggled, causing Nick to smile. "Yeah, you never know." he cooed, holding her close to his face.
"I'm back," Miley said as she entered the nursery, bottle in hand.
Nick looked up, smiling. "Hey." he said as he continued rocking back and forth.
"Aw," Miley sighed. "It looks like you two are going to get along well." She handed the bottle to Nick, "Give it a shot."
"Alright." Nick gladly took the bottle from Miley's hands and fed it to Abbey. He smiled at how peaceful she looked when her mouth met the nip of the bottle. "I remember when Frankie used to be this little." he recalled.
"Yeah," Miley agreed. "I remember when Noah was a baby. She was so cute. Time flies so fast, I can't believe she's already eight years old." she said as she knelt down by the rocking chair.
Nick smiled at Miley, "She's falling asleep." he said excitedly, yet quietly. As soon as Abbey drifted off to dreamland, Nick gently placed her in her crib and turned off the lights. He held Miley's hand in his as he quietly closed the door behind them.
"You did a good job in there." Miley told him as they sat down on the couch. She sighed peacefully as she let her head slowly fall into Nick's lap.
He chuckled as he began stroking her long brown locks, "Thanks, babe. Ever since Frankie grew up, I've forgotten how much I love babies. When I was alone with Abbey, the way I looked at her completely changed direction. The second those green eyes looked up and smiled at me, I realized how sweet she was."
Miley grinned as her hand caressed his cheek, "Mr. Mom." she giggled.
Nick stiffened up, "So it's going to be like that, is it?" he questioned, trying to sound angry.
"Oh Nicky, you know I'm a joker."
"Mhmm," Nick replied as he let his lips meet with hers. For a minute they were trapped in raw emotion, forgetting the world around them as their lips were engaged in a romantic encounter. The picture-perfect scene was interrupted when Abbey let out an earsplitting cry.
Miley sighed before getting up, "I should get that."
Nick smiled at her as he relaxed on the couch, "I'll be waiting." He let his sock-clad feet rest on the coffee table and closed his eyes. His moment of silence was interrupted by yet another earsplitting noise.
"NICK!!" Miley yelled from the nursery.
Startled, he scrambled off the couch and into the nursery. "What happened?!" he asked worriedly. He tried him best to prevent him from smiling as he saw Miley standing there, her shirt covered in baby vomit.
"Don't say a word." she hushed him, noticing his amused expression. "Help me?"
Nick ran over to her and took Abbey from her grasp, placing her on the changing table. "How did this happen?" he asked as he began wiping Miley's shirt with a wet cloth.
"I'm guessing part of it was left over gas. I was an idiot and forgot to remind you to burp her after her feeding." explained Miley.
Nick continued to wipe her shirt, "Don't be too hard on yourself. Nobody's perfect." Nick's eyes lit up as he was about to break into song, but Miley stopped him by placing a finger to his lips.
"Don't even think about it," she laughed. She grabbed a clean shirt from her bag and quickly ran to the bathroom to change. Less than a minute later, she walked out to see Nick waiting for her in the living room. "Is Abbey okay?" she asked.
"Relax, she's fine." Nick assured her as he motioned for Miley to sit with him. "Do you want to watch something?"
Miley shrugged, "Sure, why not?" Before sitting down, she headed toward Aunt Julia's movie shelf and gathered a few movie titles. "Pick one," she told Nick as she laid them out on the coffee table.
"Hm," Nick pondered. "I like The Grudge."
"No no no no no." Miley shot back. "That's too scary. What if Abbey hears it and it freaks her out?"
Nick huffed, "Come on Miley, I'm here to protect you. And Abbey won't hear a thing."
"But what if she does?"
"It's not like she'll understand any of it. Can we watch it, please?" pleaded Nick. He stuck out his bottom lip and looked at Miley with puppy dog eyes.
Miley sighed, "Alright, fine. But if it gets too scary I'm turning it off." she explained as she popped the disc into the DVD player. She placed a bag of popcorn into the microwave and started the timer before snuggling up to Nick on the couch.
He looked down at her and smiled, "If it gets too scary, I'm your knight in shining armor." he promised.
She smiled and placed a hand on his cheek, "Thank you." For the next hour and a half, they sat on the couch, neither of their gazes leaving the TV. "No Karen, no!" Miley shrieked as she stuffed popcorn into her mouth. Nick laughed at her unusual behavior; she had been more interested in the movie than he'd expected. A few minutes later, Abbey woke up with an arousing cry. "You get her, I'm watching." Miley ordered as her arm harmlessly hit Nick in the stomach, her eyes not leaving the screen.
"I knew you'd like the movie." Nick teased before heading off to Abbey's room. A terrible odor met with his nose as he entered the room. "Just perfect," he mumbled sarcastically while walking to Abbey's crib. He picked her up and laid her down on the changing the table. He searched the bottom of the changing table, his eyes circling around before he found the diapers, baby wipes, and baby powder. He got his supplies ready before unwrapping Abbey's diaper. "I can do this." he whispered to himself. "It's just a baby girl, and it's just a diaper." he assured himself, his eyes tightly closed. He opened his eyes and tossed the dirty diaper in the diaper genie. "Next step…baby wipe." he reminded himself as he gently wiped Abbey's bottom. "Aha!" he chimed as he silently remembered to apply baby powder. After a few sprinkles here and there, Nick wrapped Abbey in the fresh diaper. "Perfect!" he said in satisfaction. He placed Abbey back in her crib and kissed her forehead. He closed the door and returned to Miley.
"What'd she need?" Miley inquired, her gaze still concentrated on the movie.
"She needed a diaper change," explained Nick, taking a seat next to her.
"You did it by yourself? Why didn't you call me?!" Miley asked in shock as she frantically got up and ran to the nursery. "Nick, there'd better not be a diaper wrapped around her head!" she snapped as she padded into the nursery. "You actually did it…right." Miley stated quietly as she returned from the nursery. "Good job, Nick." she complimented as she plopped down next to him on the couch.
Nick grinned and placed his arm around her, "What can I say? I have a way with kids."
Miley laughed as she let her head rest on his shoulder, "Yes, Nick. You do." They shared a passionate kiss before returning to the movie.
A/N: This wraps up the first chapter! If you liked it, please review! No flames.
Kayslee.