One Direction Preferences

you babysit the child next door ~ Styles

You suddenly hear a piercing scream echoing from the bathroom. You rush up the stairs taking two at a time, panicking that the little girl you babysit is in serious danger.

"Lucy! What is it honey?! I'm here now!" You say as you throw the bathroom door open and survey the situation in front of you. The little girl looks to be safe, but she still has a look of terror on her face. "What is it, sweetheart? What happened?" You ask, pulling her into a tight hug, holding her body close to you to protect her. Her little frame shakes in your hold and she struggles to form the right words.

"I-I-I... Th-there's a sp-sp-spider." She stutters out, starting to cry again.

"A spider?" You ask a little incredulously. "Jesus, Lucy. You scared the life out of me. I thought something really serious happened." You tell her, rocking gently to try and calm her down.

"B-but it's h-huge." She stammers out and points in the direction of the spider.

"I think it's gone, sweetie. You must have scared it away." You tell her as you fail to see where the spider is. Suddenly crawling out from behind a bottle of shampoo you see the largest spider you've ever seen. Before you can stop yourself you are screaming almost as loudly as Lucy had when she first saw the spider. "Okay, Lucy. I think you should go and wait in your bedroom. I'll try and catch it." You tell her, just managing to regain composure. In case you change your mind she runs from your arms and out of the room. You close your eyes trying to work out a plan of how to catch it when the doorbell rings. You growl at the person for their terrible timing and head to the door and open it up. "I'm sorry, I've kind of got my hands full at the minute. We don't really want to buy anything you're selling." You snap out before you take in the appearance of who's standing in front of you.

"Whoa! I come in peace." The man on the doorstep chuckles holding his hands up to protest his innocence. It takes you a few seconds to realise who it is and when you do you feel your knees go a little weak. Harry Styles.

"Shit. I'm sorry. I just have a bit of a situation on my hands right now." You say, feeling highly embarrassed.

"Yeah... I live next door and heard screaming, I wondered if everything was alright?" He asks, looking a little concerned.

"Err..." You blush not quite sure how to tell him all the commotion is over a spider. "How good are you with spiders?" You ask a little sheepishly.

"Where's the offending creature?" He chuckles grinning at you, and you welcome him into the house and up to the bathroom. "Wow. That is a big spider." He says, rolling up his sleeves.

"Do you need something to catch it in?" You start to ask, but before he has a chance to answer he picks the spider up in his bare hands and throws it out the window.

"Now you know who to call for all your critter-related-dramas." Harry smirks, brushing his hands together triumphantly. 

"My hero." You sigh theatrically, returning his smirk, and then there is a moment of awkward silence. "Seriously, thanks, Harry." You say genuinely.

"Seriously, anytime..." He mimics you, smiling cheekily, trailing off and you suddenly realise he doesn't even know your name.

"Y/N." You tell him.

"Nice name, Y/N." He smiles charmingly at you.