![]() 'Don’t fucking breath on me’ I glare as he cocks an eyebrow up before pulling back towards the house. 'Im in charge and I just said you’re grounded that means inside of the house, understand!?’ I can feel his hot breath fanning over my face and If I was a normal person I’d find that hot but people breathing on my freaks me out. Walking down the street I’m grabbed back by my wrist harshly. 'Prick’ I mutter slowly slinking out the kitchen as I hear him shout 'no swearing your grounded!’ Just to see if he’s serious I walk out of the front door slamming it shut to make sure he knows I’m not inside anymore. 'Well jaym’s (pronounced like James) looks like ill be staying in this humble abode for a while, I don’t buy my own milk and I’m not about to start buying yours’ he laughs patting my shoulder to which I flinch not realising he had walked over. 'Jaymie, and now you can go buy me some more milk’ sighing I fold my arms on the Islam counter placing my head on them. That’s fucking gross, only I’m aloud to do that! 'So what’s your name kid?’ He doesn’t even look at me as he takes out a box of Cheerios walking to the fridge to get the milk, I watch him as he grabs a handful of the small circles throwing them in his mouth to gulp the milk from the bottle. It’s silent for a couple of minutes before the boy who I’m assuming is Luke walks through my kitchen throwing his leather jacket on the island to go through my cupboards…cheeky little shit. 'Got your work cut out for you this time Luke’ there’s amusement in the boys voice as he chuckles closing the front door. Sitting down on a stool I can just about hear the two guys whispering. 'For one I am not stuck up, rich kid? So because I’m not poor I’m categorised as some rich kid and as for good girl I’ll let you think that for now okay’ I smile walking of into the kitchen. 'When I got told I was babysitting someone’s little girl I assumed like a 5 year old not some stuck, rich kid good girl’ he chuckles as I’m actually offended. Whipping his eyes the first boy answered. 'Hey Mikey come look at this!’ The guy calls over his shoulder as another boy walking in takes one look in my direction and followed the other boys actions. Out of nowhere this guy just starts laughing like to the point there’s actual tears streaming down his face. So in strolled in some badass looking blonde boy with lip ring and from what I can tell there’s a black nose ring on the left side of his nose. ![]() ![]() 'ITS OPEN’ I shout assuming it’s the babysitter. With that being said they left, see my parents own a small restaurant not far from where we live in Sydney Australia but we have only lived her recently, we also have another restaurant in England that seems to have been getting popular all of a sudden so they have gone to relocate that place to somewhere bigger.Ĭollapsing onto the sofa I could cry when the doorbell is rung as soon as I sit down. We love you and there’s money for food and emergencies in the kitchen were going to miss our flight.’ 'Listen Jaymie, last time we had to come home early and to half a kitchen left, this time were gone for longer so I’m sorry, he should be hear soon anyway. ‘I don’t understand, I don’t need a babysitter I’m nearly 17!?’ I scream towards the two parents in front of me with a bee unamused look as they sigh.
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