I own nothing accept Kayden Lynn and Maryfrancis Jane Garner
"Hello?" I answer the phone, hoping it was someone looking for a babysitter. I had been looking for a long time job for the summer. "Is this Kayden Lynn?" A man with a deep british accent asked. "Uhm, yeah. May I ask why your calling?" "Well I heard that you wanted a full time job for the entire summer. Is that correct?" "Uhm, yes. When can I start?" "How about tomorrow? I'll be over around 12 afternoon." "Defiantly!" "Have a wonderful day. Good bye for now." "Bye" I pressed the end button and hung the phone up. I did a quiet happy dance up the stairs, not wanting my dad to hear me. I laid down on the small cot and went to sleep.
I had woke up around 9am according to the large grandfather clock. I slowly sat up, grabbing the small black suitcase and putting all my belongings in it. I really didnt have much to pack. I went down the stairs, thanking god that my dad worked in the day. I sat on one of the wooden chairs. Waiting for the time to pass.
Around 11:30 my dad had gotten home. So much for working days. "Why the fuck are you still here?" He yelled in a harsh voice. I balled up. "I said why the fuck arent you gone yet?" He yelled again, even louder. "He hasnt gotten here yet. Hes gonna pick me up at twelve." I answered. I stood up, grabbing my bag. But I then got put down by a kick in the stomach. I got a blow to my right cheek. I got outside and sat on the cold concrete. A drop of blood fell from my cheek. I wiped it off with my sleeve and watched the limo pull up. I stood up and dusted myself off.
Simon appeared out of the limo and waved at me. I walked out the screen door, and into the limo. I sat and hummed along to some random song on the radio that I didnt know at all. It was quite catchy, but not my type of music. "So uhm, what do you think of it?" Simon broke the silence. "Think about what?" I asked, honestly wondering. "The music, what do you think of it?" He asked again. "Its catchy, but not my type." I answered. He put on a face of shock in return.
The limo stopped in front of a large 3 story flat. I let Simon lead me in. "These are the boys." He said, pointing to the 5 boys that seemed atleast my age, sitting on a couch. "They look atleast my age. Why do they need a babysitter?" I asked, curious. All of a sudden the boy with suspenders and a striped shirt jumped on me. "Hi! Do you like carrots? I like carrots!" Yelled the boy. "Louis! Get off of her!" yelled the one with a strong face structure and short hair that stood up. Making it look like you could skateboard on it. "HAZZ ZAYN IS BEING A MEANIE PANTS!" yelled the one in stripes, who was still holding tightly onto me. "ALL OF YOU SIT DOWN!" yelled Simon in a strict voice. The boys calmed down, and Simon started to introduce them.
"This is Harry" He pointed to the one with the curls and amazing smile. "Liam" He pointed to the one with the birthmark on his neck. "Zayn" He pointed to the one with short hair and a strong face structure. "Niall" He pointed to the one with blonde fading hair and crooked teeth. "Louis" He pointed to the one in stripes that was practically jumping up and down on the couch. He smiled brightly and waved. "And this, is why they need a babysitter." He stated. I nodded. "Uhm, this is were you'll be staying." said Liam, He seemed to have a bit of sense. I looked around, it was beautiful. The sky blue walls looked great with the white furniture. There was a large kitchen. "So hum, you'll get your payment every Saturday. " Stated Simon, then he walked out. "Is that all you have..Whatever-Your-Name-Is?" asked Niall. Simon didnt introduce me, "Its Kayden Lynn and yeah, its all I have." I answered him, staring down at the floor. They grinned evilly at eachother. "We're taking you shopping. Lets just say a little treat, for actually dealing with us." Zayn grinned.
Louis grabbed my hand and dragged me out to the car. He got in the drivers seat while I climbed in the back. Liam sat in the passengers seat up front while the other three boys squished into the back with me. The ride was quiet and very short. We all climbed out. "Okay, So we will go store to store and buy the stuff that we think would look good on you while you sit in the changing room untill your done. No buts. And now we arent going to show you how much we spent on you." Liam said. We walked in, browsing the stores.
Some girls came up screaming and looked very excited. "Oh my gosh! Its One Direction! Can I get a picture with you all?" She asked. The boys nodded. One Direction..? Who was that? "Uhm can I get a picture with you? You're absolutely gorgeous." The girl asked. I blushed and looked down. "Sure." I agreed and Harry took the girl's phone and took a picture of us. "Thanks for the compliment, really." I thanked her. It really had meaned allot, I dont get compliments much. "Who's One Direction?" I asked in all honesty. Louis looked at me. "You're kidding right?" "No...I seriously dont know who One Direction is." "We're just a famous Irish-British boyband." Niall stated. "How can you prove it?" I asked. They started singing. "Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed. But when you smile at the ground it aint hard to tell, you dont know, oh oh, You dont know your beautiful!"
I realized that they were the boyband playing on the radio. "Whats that supposed mean?" I asked. "Its just a song, gosh." Zayn said. I laughed and shook my head. C'mon. Its like 1:30 already." I said, walking past the shops. The boys stopped infront of a shop called Hot Topic. They shoved me in the changing room and about a long 30 minutes later finally came back to get me. They already had about 4 bags just from that one trip. "How much did you spend?" I asked innocently.
"Not telling you, Kayden Lynn." Niall stated. We stopped at two more shops. All the boys arms were covered in bags. Liam had a bag from the Apple Store. They had refused to tell me what they had bought me. We got to the flat. "You can't go in your room untill we put all the stuff away." Harry had been oddly quiet the entire time. "Ugh, fine. I'll just make something to eat." I walked into the kitchen and decided that I wanted some ramen. I looked through the cabinets, finding no ramen.
"WHY ISNT THERE ANY RAMEN?" I yelled upstairs. "WE ARE HIGHCLASS. WE DONT EAT RAMEN." Zayn yelled back in a girly voice. "WELL I REALLY WANT SOME. FUCK YOUR GUYS' HIGHCLASS-IT-ITY." I yelled back. I went looking again, after 30 minutes of rummaging through the cabinets all i found that seemed to capture my attention was the hot chocolate. I grabbed the box and a mug from the dishwasher. I filled it with water and put it in the microwave. I looked on the box and it read that I had to put it in for atleast 3:00 minutes. I pushed the buttons and then start. It didnt start. "YOUR MICROWAVE ISNT WORKING!" I yelled upstairs. "DOUBLE PRESS START. AGAIN, WE ARE HIGH CLASS NIGGAS." yelled Louis. "LOUIS. DO NOT USE THAT TYPE OF LANGUAGE. ONLY I CAN, OK. THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR." I yelled back, only playing. "FINE THEN." he yelled back, I could almost imagine the smirk on his face. I double pressed start and then it slowly started to rotate, after three minutes i had gotten bored and didnt want it anymore.
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