The babysitter (boyxboy)

Chapter 2

Harry POV

I wake up and Niall is kneeling on my chest. "Wakey wakey sleepy head"

"Ow fuck" I groan in pain. He is kneeling on the bruise that is on my stomach. His eyes widen and he rolls off of me.

"Sorry" he mumbles.

"It's fine want breakfast?" I ask because I'm a good cook.

"Yes! Pancakes?"

"Of course" I get up and go to the kitchen. I pull the ingrediants out of the cupboard and the fridge. I stir the batter and put it in the pan. I flip it and Niall cheers.

"And he flips the pancake perfectly three tens from the judges" niall gives a play by play. I give a curtsy and blow him a kiss. He falls to the ground pretending to faint. I take a handful of the pancake mix and throw it on him. He jumps up the grabs some mix and trows it at me.

"Game on bitch" I pounce at him with the bag of flour and pour it all over him. He picks up the syrup and squirts it on top of my head. I launch a big clump of butter at him and he dodges it. I run at him but I slip on the butter, when I slip I take him down with me. We are both a giggling mess on the floor of his kitchen. Niall pulls out his phone "Selfie!" we do the duck face and he takes the picture.

"Uhg we have school in half an hour" I groan. I hate school so much, not because I don't like classes I love the classes it's cause I get bullied everyday.

"Arg we have to shower" I look at him and dash to the bathroom. Niall's not far behind I have to hurry up. I turn into his bathroom and lock the door. I turn the shower on and strip down. The bruise from yesterday is really bad. It's a really dark shade of purple. I hop in the shower. I wince at how cold the water is. Damn Niall's didn't pay the water bill again. I quickly finish washing the sticky syrup out of my hair and hop out. I wrap a towel around my waist and walk out.

"Haz hold on let me get you a tensor bandage" he runs in the bathroom and comes out with the bandage.

"Thanks" I say and he rockets back in the bathroom. Ok then. I go into the guest room, which is pretty much my room I mean it's got all of my stuff in it, and pulled out some clothes. I take out a pale blue button up, some skinny jeans, a blue sweater, and my green jacket. I pull a beanie over my messy chocolate curls and go brush my teeth. I walk over to the door and get my brown boots.

"Hey sexy thing" Niall smacks my ass.

"Wish I could say the same about you" I say sassily and sashay out the door. I get in the passenger seat of his car and wait. He hops in a little later.

"Finally" I huff

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the cave this morning" he pokes my cheek.

"No I woke up with you kneeling on me" I am trying so hard to be serious but the Irish satan is so damn cute. The entire car ride consists of singing 5sos at the top of our lungs and dancing like compete idiots, the usual. We pull up at hell and I jump out of the car. I already see the bitchy bunch leaning against the wall smoking. I'm trying my best to speed walk with my head down but Louis sees me.

"Hey fag why so fast. Don't you want to come and have a smoke" he taunts. I scurry past him but Zayn's leg goes out to trip me. I catch myself before falling. Niall tugs on my sleeve and pulls me away. Going into school isn't much help. They're in all my classes and Niall is only in one, music. I grab my books from my locker and hurry to English. Mrs. Flack winked at me, which is creepy but English is my best subject so I can't complain, before clearing her throat.

"Alright class I'm assigning a new project. You must work on a song and present it. It will count as a music grade as well. It's worth 40% of your grade so don't fool around. I'm here if you need me. You have the rest of the month to finish since I expect it to be amazing. Begin"