Babysitting The Bad Boy's Little Sister ✔ (editing)

Chapter 3

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*Catherine's P.O.V.*

Walking into my room, I striped off of my clothes and put on my lime green pyjama bottoms along with my father's favourite white T-shirt. I let my hair down, feeling my scalp ready to fall apart. Shouldn't have left my hair up in that ponytail all day. Slipping on my flip-flops, I walked into Hayden's room, not forgetting to knock first.

Pinching the bridge of my nose and squinting my eyes, to prevent myself from sneezing, I heard the sound of a camera flashing.

"Your face expressions are literally the best," Hayden laughed, holding out his phone for me to see the embarrassing picture he had just taken.

"How did you even get the camera ready so fast?" I asked desperately, feeling the need to sneeze coming back.

Achoo!

"Well," he blushed. "The sure thing is that I was not taking a selfie," he laughed nervously. Gosh, he is hopeless, I thought to myself. "Anyway, come here."

We sat on his bed and took the boxes of pizza on our laps. He kept on repeating the fact that he was full and didn't want much pizza, but I knew he couldn't resist a good ol' slice of Pizza Capricciosa.

We were eating in silence, when Hayden sighed heavily. It felt like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words, or himself speaking them out.

"What's wrong?" I asked him feeling worried.

"It's just that... What you are doing isn't good for you, Cat. You can't do everything alone. You are only eighteen," he told me wiping the sauce off the corner of his mouth.

He was kind of right... All summer I didn't have time to relax. I had to work at an ice cream parlour, babysit and tutor younger children to make money for my family. Having to think not only about the past (which contained all the bad memories), but also the future of both me and my brothers, was quite difficult. I had to stay focused though. I couldn't give up.

"While you were getting ready I called my mum," he stated, but I couldn't see where he was going with that.

I simply nodded, putting down the crust of my second slice. Hayden raised his eyebrows, silently questioning himself why he had as a best friend someone who didn't eat the best part of the pizza.

I just don't like it, people!

I rolled my eyes smirking. "And?"

"Um," he started hesitantly. "First I asked her if she could drive your brothers to school tomorrow," he raised his thumb as if he was counting all the things he told his mum.

"Uh huh," I made a note to myself to thank him about it later. Though, I knew something more important was coming out of his mouth soon.

"She was okay with it," he nodded.

"We all know that this is not what you wanted to tell me. What happened? Are you okay?" I asked, now scared that I am having bad news for dinner along with my pizza.

He closed his eyes for a second, taking a deep breath and then turned to face me. "I asked if she allows me to stay here with you guys and help you," I stayed silent as my eyes had already started to tear up. "At first she didn't say anything, like you," he smiled noticing the similarities between the two of us. "But then she agreed and told me she's proud."

His statement caught me by surprise, but I couldn't help but almost suffocating him with a tight hug.I was crying like a crybaby, but I didn't even care. They were tears of joy and thankfulness. Hayden kissed the top of my head while rubbing circles on my back.