I babysit Skylynn a lot, only on the weekends. Now you're wondering, doesn't she see Nash? Why doesn't she go talk to him? Well, here's the thing.
1, he's never there.
2, IF I go talk to him, he'd just ignore me and walk away. I know him, and I know that's what he'd do. Especially since it's been 1-2 years since we've talked." Ariella Mi hija, elizabeth te necesita para cuidar de nuevo!" said my mom.
( "Ariella my daughter, Elizabeth needs you to babysit again" )"mamá está bien"
( "okay mommy" )Yes, I'm Mexican. My mom only speaks Spanish, she knows some English.. but not a whole lot. When we go out she usually talks or I can translate her. It's kind of embarrassing sometimes.
Elizabeth is probably the sweetest person I know. I love her to death, she's like another mom I never had.
My mom told me that I needed to hurry up because Elizabeth needed to go to work. And she doesn't trust Hayes alone with Skylynn. So I quickly picked out dark blue jean booty shorts, and a white crop top. I grabbed my phone, my purse and my black flip flops.
"Ma, I'm leaving I'll be back later!" I say walking out the door.
Todays Friday, and I'm walking to the Griers house at 9am. I would still be asleep right now but babysitting Skylynn is sorta my job now.
I knock on the door and right away Hayes answers it and realises it's me.
"ARIELLA!!" he screams and tackles me.
I laugh, "hi Hayes, how are you?"
"Good, I missed you! I heard you are starting to babysit more! We should hangout more then!"
"Yes! But, um, Hayes?"
"Yes?" he says
"Can you get off me." I say with a chuckle.
He looks at me and realises were on the ground outside and him on top of me from tackling me earlier. He starts to turn red.
"Sorry."
I give him a hug. And notice somebody at the door, staring.. they looked surprised. It was Nash.
Fuck.
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see you again // n.g
Fanfictiongood friends aren't forever am I right? But some come back, is it Love? Jealousy? Or JUST to become friends again. I'd tell you more but I don't want to spoil the story w/ the famous viner, Nash Grier.