the billionaire and the babysitter

chapter 3

~volgende dag~
~POV Liam~

I pick up the lads from after-school care with Harry. "You got this," Harry says with a smile. I walk to the teacher and tap her shoulder. "Hello, I am Liam, the babysitter for Oliver and Noah," I say.

"Hi, I am Mila, uh I couldn't reach Niall today, but Oliver hit another kid, so we did put him on the chair," she says. "Why did he hit a kid?" I ask. "I don't know, but violence is never ever the answer," she says. What a bitch! "I don't believe he hits kids for nothing," I tell her. I walked past her to Oliver. "You okay?" I ask him. He won't talk to me.

"How about you tell me what happened, and I ask your dad if you can have nandos for dinners," he looks at me and giggles. "Someone was mean to noah," Oliver says sadly. "And you told the teacher?" I ask him. "I tried! Really!" He says. "Shall we get your brother and then pick up the girls?" He nods happily.

Noah comes to us, and we drive to the daycare of the girls. I drive since I have my drivers licence. "How about we play a game when we get home?" I suggest. "Hide and seek!" Grace says excitedly. "No! Football!" Noah says complaining. "Maybe we can all play hide and seek first and after that play football?" I ask. They all agree, and Harry looks surprised at me.

"Harry play too?" Charlotte asks. "Yeah, I'll play!" He answers with a smile. "Can we hide in daddy's office, Harry?" Grace asks shyly. "I believe your dad said no," I say. "Fine," Grace says sadly. We arrive, and I first make some fruits for the kids. They eat it fast. "Harry and liam are going to seek first!" Oliver says. We nod, and we start to count. Before we start looking, Harry looks at me.

"You did multiple things today that no babysitter ever did," he says. "Like what? Is it good or bad?" I ask him. "Like standing up for Oliver. It is a good thing. You were right cus Oliver never hits anyone without a reason! You even got him to talk to you. Also, first hide and seek than football. Most babysitter before you had their favorites, and they were always the girls cus they're young," he says with a smile. "Picking a favourite is mean!" I say, and he agrees.

We start looking for the kids, and I see Grace behind the couch. "I wonder where Grace could be?" I say pretending not to see her. She giggles, and I walk behind her. "Is she here!" I start tickling her, and she laughs really hard. "Let's find the other, shall we?" She nods excitedly so we look, and after a few rounds, we play football. We order nandos, and they deliver pretty quickly. Around 7 pm, I bring the kids to bed and sit down. Harry and I talk a little, and then Niall comes home.