Being a Nanny Has Its Perks

Chapter 3: The Boys Have Arrived

Hi all! What do you think so far? I know it's slow now, but I promise you it'll speed up soon :)

Soooo you're all probably wondering (probably not all...) why is Emma a ginger? Well, the answer to that is because I feel like gingers don't get enough credit.  I always read fanfics with the pretty blonde/ brunette/ and the hot black haired girl, so why not make a gorgeous red head?

You probably didnt even care about that, but I had to explain:) anyway here's the next chapter!!

~Aubrey

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Harry's POV:

It feels so good to be home for the summer.  I love America, but it gets stressful sometimes, being on tour and all.  The upside though, the girls are fit. I mean really fit. "Guys? Do you hear what I hear?" Girls. Screaming girls. 

"Looks like they're excited to have us back!" Louis exclaims, "Let's go give them a big surprise and run out of the plane!!!"

"LOUIS WAIT!" Zayn, Liam, Niall, and I all say in unison, but it's no use. He's out of the plane in an instant.  That's the thing about Lou, he doesn't wait for anyone's approval but his own. 

Paul rushes out into the crowd, grabs Louis, and shoos all of the girls out of the terminal.  From what I could see, a lot of them were smokin' hot. Dammit Paul! I could've gotten something in that crowd! But on the other hand, I saw one girl walking away from all this madness.  I couldn't see her front, but damn. That backside.  Her long, wavy red hair swayed as she walked toward the door. Does she not like our band? Oh well, she's just another girl.

Emma's POV:

"So, how have you been??" Kelly asks. I could tell she was really excited to see me.

"I'm good.  Senior year was a blast, but I'm actually really scared for college...but lets not dwell on that subject. I just want a relaxing fun summer! Enough about me, how's living in England?!" I ask her.

"I would be lying if I told you that it wasn't absoulutely brilliant! The weather is great, the shopping is phenominal, and the boys are, well, hot and british." She says winking.

"You're too much Kell." I say shaking my head. We talk for a while about the normal stuff, boys, school, and boys. We pull up to Kelly's flat, and let me tell you, it's amazing.  "You live here?!" I ask.

"C'mon Em. I'll show you where your room is." She takes one of my suitcases and brings them up to a bedroom. "This is your room! I hope it's ok!"

"Ok? It's perfect!" The room was literally like a mini apartment.  It has it's own bathroom, a king bed, flat screen, window seat, and even stairs up to a loft. "Kell, this is incredible!"

"Isn't it?!" she says squealing. "Come on. I'll show you the kitchen. You know, I would imagine that you'd be starving!"

"Oh, no really. I'm fine." I tell her.

"Emma. Your mom told me about what happened in your past, and well, I don't want to see you hurt yourself again." Shit. Thanks mom.

"Kelly. I'm not having this conversation right now."

"But Emma, please just have a snack!"

"I'm sorry. I just need some fresh air. I have my phone and I'll be back soon." I can't believe my mother. Typical mom. Telling others all about my problems to make sure that they take care of me when she's not around. I can take care of myself! My first step is getting a job.

I find myself walking around London, looking in the windows of shops to see if anyone is hiring.  London is pretty amazing, to say the least.  After what seemed like hours, I came across a little ice cream parlor. I hear my stomach growl. One ice cream won't hurt would it? I walk inside and the first thing that catches my eye is the big 'HELP WANTED' sign hanging behind the register.

"Excuse me?" I say to the cashier. She looks to be about my age, with beachy blonde hair, a slim figure, tan, and not too much makeup. Beach babe for sure. "Yea I was wondering if you were still had an opening for a job?"

"Hold on! Let me get the manager! You know, we've been waiting for someone to come in here!" She scurries to the back and brings out her manager.  He looks to be about early 20's. "This is the girl that wants to apply for the job!"

"Hello there. I'm Mason." he says.

"Emma." I say and we shake hands. This little ice cream shop is literally the cutest little thing in the world.

"Well, Emma. Have you ever had experience scooping ice cream?" Mason asks.

"Um, not professionally, no, but my mom says that I make a banging banana split!" Banging? Do they even use that word here?

"You're American aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?" I ask.

Mason laughs and says, "I like you Emma. You got the job. Holly here will help you learn the basics. When can you start?"

In shock I reply, "As soon as you need me!"

"Great! How about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow it is! Thank you so much!" Well that was easy! First step to taking care of myself, CHECK!

"I'm Holly, by the way!"

"Hi Holly. Nice to meet you, I'm Emma."

"Has anyone told you that your hair is absolutely gorgeous?! I mean the color and the length and ugh I'm totally, completely jealous!" She's very enthusiastic and kind of annoying, but I don't know anyone so I'll giver her a shot.

"Ha, thanks. Well, I better get going, my Aunt is probably wondering where I am right now. I'll see you tomorrow!"

"By Emma!" Holly cries as I start to walk to the door.  I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. "Message from: KELLY: Where are you?! I'm worried! Call me immediately!!!" As I open the door, I didn't notice that I had bumped into someone.

"Oh sorry!" I say to the boy as I hurry off.  I didn't really get a good glimpse at him, but I saw big, brown curls and rock solid abs. Yeah I felt them as I ran into him.  Well, since he was going into the ice cream shop, maybe I'll get a better look another day. Right now, I have to get back to Kelly.

Harry's POV:

"Guysssss. I'm hungry!" Niall cries as we're walking around London.

"Niall, you just ate 20 minutes ago.." Zayn says.

"Seriously Niall!" Louis says, in his fake annoyed voice.

"Here, how about we make a quick stop at Nando's. Is that satisfactory Niall?" Liam asks.

"You read me mind!" Niall cries as he does a little Irish gig.

"Guys you head over to Nando's. I'll meet you there. I want some ice cream." I told them. They start walking to Nando's and I start my way over to the little ice cream shop.  I make my way across the busy street, unseen by paparazzi, I hope.  I open the door, but suddenly, I feel something ram into me.

"Oh sorry!" the girl exclaims, but before I could reply, she was off. My eyes followed her as she left. No way. It was that girl I saw at the airport. The same hair, same shape, and same ass. I still haven't seen her face, I don't need to. I already know she's beautiful.