"Brianna Pyper Grey you're late for babysitting!" My mum yelled from downstairs, clearly hearing her in my room. I took a short glance on my digital clock. Goddamnit. It's 3:54! I must arrive there before 4:00! Mr. Styles is going to shoot me. The twins will be pulling my hair again. I'm going to see Mr. Styles' bitchy wife. How great.

I ran towards my closet, picking up a white button-down shirt, black skinny jeans and black elevated boots. After, I pulled my hair up in a messy bun before brushing my teeth, then heading downstairs with my varsity bag on my shoulder. "What have you been doing young lady?" Mum scolded me, her arms crossed.

"I'm sorry, I lost track of time." I mumbled, letting out a sigh afterwards. "God, let's go. I'll give you a ride." She said, pulling me out of the house. I hopped in her Mini Cooper silently before we could drive off.

...

I gave three knocks on their huge mahogany door and heard several thumps on the floor. "Brianna, good to see you again." Mr. Styles greeted, stepping aside to let me in. He looks so good having his hair slicked back, his emerald eyes on my hazelnut ones. Behave, Brianna. Behave.

Suddenly, I heard cute squeals and giggles coming from the living room. "Bweeyanah!" Harper and Hailey, the twins shrieked as they ran towards me. Their short, fragile arms clinging around my legs. "Hello Harper and Hailey! It's been two weeks since I saw you guys." I said, kneeling to their height. "We missed you much Bweeyanah." Harper, the male one pouted, hugging me. They might be enjoying to tug at my hair harshly, but they're such sweet kids. Mr. Styles did a great job, excluding Mrs. Styles. "Awh Harper I did too!" I hugged him back, pulling Hailey in as well. "They missed you so much Brianna." Mr. Styles intervened and I gave him a small smile.

"Anyways, Sandrine and I will be leaving tonight, Bree. Let the kids watch anything okay?" He spoke as he wrapped his gold Rolex around his wrist which is equivalent to my one year college expenses.

"Okay, Mr. Styles. No problem." I stood up, straightening my crumpled shirt.

"Bweeyanah, you weaw the same cwothes as daddy!" Hailey cheered, giggling at the same time. "Yeah! You wook wike a couple." Harper added, then suddenly I heard someone clear her throat. Great, Sandrine.

"Who's the couple huh, Harper?" Sandrine cut in, and Harper trembled in fear as he hid behind my tall figure. "I-It's nothing, Mrs. Styles actually." I stuttered with a nervous smile.

"Brianna and Harry? What a joke." She rolled her eyes as she walked down the stairs, her annoying designer heels clacking on the floorboards.

Annoying as f×××. She should rot in hell.

"Sandrine, shut that mouth of yours. Stop raising your voice at the kids."

"Why are you all building a team against me?" Sandrine whined.

"We only build a team when you're speaking bullshit, Sandrine. Which is all the time." Harry bit.

"You know what, fuck you." She spat on his face. I widened my eyes at her response and looked at the kids, secretly covering Harper's ears.

"Mummy, no sweawing!" Hailey says.

"You keep your mouth shut young lady." Sandrine looks at Hailey, jaw clenched. Suddenly, she went to my side as well. "Shhh, it's alright Hailey." I rubbed her arm.

"Hold your fire for now, Sandrine. Get in the car and we'll talk." Harry growled at her, she then stormed out of the house.

"Ugh," Harry rolls his eyes, then knelt to the twins' height. "I'm sorry about your mum, she's sometimes a pain in the bum. Maybe she's on her period." Mr. Styles winked at the kids and they giggled.

"It's okay daddy." Hailey pouted. "No, she's a monstew!" Harper huffs. "She doesn't love us anymowe." He added and Mr. Styles lets out a chuckle. "She does, Harper. Cheer up now, we really need to go." Mr. Styles sighed.

"Daddy can Bweeyanah and I make Swiss Miss?" Hailey asks cutely, putting her palms together.

"But mummy told us not to, remember?" I reminded her, a slight frown appears on her face. But she still continued to convince her dad. "Daddy pweeeaaase?" She chimed.

"Okay okay. Just don't tell Sandrine for us, Bree." Mr. Styles says, winking at me. I felt my body freeze at his sudden action although it really meant nothing.

"O-okay Mr. Styles." I stammered. God damn, Bree.

"Good then. Well, I need to go kids, daddy will be back with chicken nuggets. Take good care and see you all later."

"We love you daddy. Be caweful." Harper spoke shyly.

"I love you both." He smiled, bending down to kiss their pouted lips. It's so amazing to see him treating his children like this. How does it feel to be his wife?

God that's ridiculous.

"Daddy kiss Bweeyanah too!" Hailey jumps up and down, shaking Mr. Styles' arm. I widened my eyes in surprise, I don't really know what to say or do. Am I dreaming?

"Yes daddy pwease? You kissed all of us but not Bweeyanah." Harper pouts. Oh, this boy.

Mr. Styles lets out another sigh before walking towards me. Where is he going to kiss me?

He bent down to my short height, his lips touching the corner of mine. I felt blood and heat rush up to my cheeks as I smiled shyly. The kids cheered as if they want us to be together.

"Okay, enough for that, bye kids." Mr. Styles waved his hands before getting out and closing the door.

...

The kids are done watching Disney movies and i'm so sick of hearing the twins recite the characters' lines. As of now, they're watching Finding Nemo and i'm losing my sanity because I can't take that P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney out of my mind. I'm wondering if that address really does exist in Australia.

"I can speak whale! Weeeeeeyyyooooohhhhh..." Hailey copies Dory which I giggled. They're really good kids, they're like my brother and sister.

"Shut up Haiwey!" Harper says, completely annoyed.

"Mmmh!" Hailey frowns, sticking tongue out at Harper. Ugh I know where this ends.

"Kids, no fighting." I said, chuckling and they both smiled at me. Suddenly, they climbed on my lap to give me a warm hug. "We love you Bweeyanah." They said in unison, making my heart melt. "Oh I love you too. I'm like Olaf, because I like warm hugs!" I copied Olaf's voice and they shared giggles.

Suddenly, my phone rang and my mum's ID appeared on the screen. I made an excuse so I could go to the kitchen and answer the call. "Hello mum?"

"Honey, hi! How are you and the kids doing?"

"We're good actually. What made you call?"

"Uhhh, the're something I wanna tell you sweetie."

"What is it mum?"

"I'm closing my flower shop."

"Really? That's awful mum. I'm sorry."

"I know, honey. But here's another one."

"And what is it?"

"We're gonna need to use your college fund so we can pay for the rent. I'm sp sorry baby."

What?! No! That's impossible! I worked hard for it!

"What?! No! So that's it? I saved money all my life and then you're going to use it for the rent?"

"Honey let me explain-"

"No! I can't believe you and dad!" I half yelled, ending the call and tears started to roll down my cheeks.

This isn't the time to be dramatic, especially when i'm near the kids. I walked back to them and spotted that they're both asleep. I smiled at how cute and fragile they looked. They're just so adorable.

I turned the TV and DVD player off then took the twins to bed. I closed the both of their doors and cleaned the mess we made in the living room and in the kitchen before sitting on the couch. Unfortunately, I started to break down again since I remembered that my parents are going to use my savings to pay rent. I worked and saved all my life. I almost died struggling not to waste my money on things. I hate them.

Suddenly, I had the urge to grab a my notebook and pen then started doodling to distract myself but I failed. I continued crying for a few more minutes until the door swung open, Mr. and Mrs. Styles appearing. I swiftly wiped my tears away but they caught me. "Bree, did the kids do something wrong?" Mrs. Styles asked, taking a seat beside me. She seems to be in a good mood, I guess Mr. Styles talked to her. "Is everything alright?" Mr. Styles added.

"N-no everythings fine, Mrs. Styles. The kids are okay." I sniffed.

"We're all ears." She persuaded.

"Well, my parents are going to use my college fund to pay mum's rent. I worked and saved my whole life for college. I am just so mad at them right now." I explained, wiping my eyes.

"Aw hun. It's okay, your parents love you so much, you just kinda need to listen to them first. Harry can help you through though, he knows a lot of good schools for college." She says, hugging me comfortingly. "Yes, I can help you with that love." Mr. Styles said, rubbing my arm.

"I suggest you drive her home Harry." Sandrine spoke.

"No problem, besides, it's pouring outside. Let's go?" I nodded in response then grabbed my things. I thanked Sandrine first before walking out, then hopped in Mr. Styles' black BMW.

...

It's been a 40-minute drive because of the traffic. Once he parked in front of the lot, he asked me a question. "What happened back there anyway?"

"That's it, my mum called and told me that nightmare." I said, staring blankly outside of the window. "I can help you out, Brianna."

"I just- sounded so ungrateful."

"I know how you feel. That's why i'm going to help you out." He smiles, bringing his large hand over mine. Sparks got felt in my veins and it's so not normal for me to love someone who is middle aged and married. I'm even babysitting his kids!

"Help?" I whimpered, "How?"

"I'm going to take you to places sometime, help you pick your school. How about that?" He suggests. I couldn't believe it, he's helpimg me achieve my goals. I couldn't be more thankful. My thoughts about his wife were the total opposite. She's way better than that. She's just really moody sometimes.

"Wh- For real?" I asked with a huge grin. This is going to be exciting, my crush will be helping me choose my school. No, scratch that.

He chuckled and nodded. "Why the hell not?" I suddenly had the urge to hug him. "Thank you! Thank you so much Mr. Styles." I said nicely as I pulled away.

"No problem sweetheart. It's Harry by the way. Will see you tomorrow after school." Suddenly, he pressed his lips on mine for a short span of time. I was way too carried away about the fact that he's going to help me for college so I ignored it and hopped out with a huge smile on my face. "Goodnight, Harry."

I ran to the front door and looked at his car for the last time. The window's rolled down and he waved a hand on me, signalling for me to get inside. I giggled a bit and did as he told, then I headed to my room.

Couldn't wait to babysit tomorrow after studies.

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