One Direction Preferences

you babysit the child next door ~ Mr malik

"Can we play in the garden?" Chris asks you, pleading with his best puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, alright then." You giggle. "But, you'll have to try not to make too much noise. Your father said that you have new neighbours and we don't want to disturb them, okay?" You tell him.

"Okay!" He agrees cheerily and skips towards the back door. You follow him outside and watch him as he plays, happy that he isn't making much noise. After some time he draws you into his game and you fail to notice the noise level has risen very slightly.

"Excuse me?" You hear a sickly sweet voice ask from over the fence.

"Yeah? Can I help you?" You ask back politely.

"Can you ask your child to keep the noise down please?" The response sounds polite but the tone tells you otherwise.

You agree, feeling a little miffed at the injustice of it. "Chris, sweetie. Lets keep the volume down again, yeah?" You tell him and you both carry on playing. Chris asks for you to play hide and seek with him and you agree to be the seeker as he runs off to hide. After a few minutes of looking around the garden for him, you spot him and dash over. "Got ya!" You call as you pull him towards you and start to tickle his sides, causing him to howl with laughter.

"Eugh! For goodness sakes. I asked you to keep it down!" The voice from the other garden spits venomously. You stop tickling Chris suddenly and place him down, moving quickly towards the fence to vent your anger at it, as you can't see who the voice belongs to.

"Excuse me?! He's a child. He is playing, it's kind of what children do you know? Do you just have an objection to somebody having fun?!" You shout back.

"Whoa, are you okay, love?" You hear a different voice call back.

"N... No, as a matter of fact. Someone from your garden just objected to me and a small child having fun!" You call out again. There is a moment where nothing happens, and you let out a quiet growl assuming you are being ignored. Suddenly you hear a heavy dragging noise and then a head pops over the fence.

"There, that's better." The owner of the head smiles at you, and you feel your jaw drop as it is none other than Zayn Malik. "Where were we?" He asks.

"I... Erm, I was just saying how someone in your garden was rude." You answer suddenly feeling shy.

"That'll be my girlfriend." He says a little resignedly. "Sorry about that. She gets these migraines?" He says, and something makes you think he made up the excuse on the spot.

"Well... Okay. We were just doing our best to keep the noise down." You tell him.

"Yeah, I know. It sounded like you were having fun." He smiles at you, and you see a beautiful glint in his eye.

"We were. Want to come and play?" Chris grins happily at him.

"Oh, erm... I don't know." Zayn replies looking at you a little unsure, but you just nod your head in approval. "Erm, okay. I guess hide and seek is a lot more fun with an extra hider." He says cheerily. Within a few minutes Zayn has come around and through to join you in your garden.

"As long as you're on for getting tickled! You have to be tickled when you get found." You warn him, blushing slightly.

"Oh, it's on." He smirks, rubbing his hands together, and winking at you playfully.