The babysitter (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

(A/N) Okay so I'm now realizing that their is no chapter 7 just ignore that I just messed up the chapter names you did not miss a chapter I just fucked up and am entirely to lazy to go back and fix it.

(Warning: Mention of rape, suicide and Harry Jr. According to wattpad it's rated R)

Harry POV

My eyes flutter open to the annoying beeping of my alarm. I smack the snooze button and roll of the bed dreading today. I groan and get up quietly. I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I haven't showered since Friday. Ew I think as I take a whiff of myself. I hop in and take a quick shower just washing my hair and soaping the essentials. I get out and wrap a towel around myself. I put my fingers through my curly hair that's getting really long and go into my room. I get into my room and pull out a classic red and black flannel, a white shirt, and some black skinny jeans. I get dressed thinking about Louis. Did he tell someone? Is he still gonna beat the shit out of me? I examine myself in the mirror and I look decent enough so I go into the living room.

"Niall get your lazy arse up!" I yell and he groans and rolls onto the floor.

"What the fuck harry?!" he asks

"We have school in a half and hour. Go get dressed I'm making french toast" I say giggling at his grouchiness.he always like this in the morning.

"Oui Oui monsieur harry Uno momento porfavor" He says in a crappy french accent.

"Half of that was Spanish you idiot" I say laughing. He flips me off and runs upstairs to a guest bedroom which is basically his room. I walk into the kitchen and get out the milk, butter, eggs, vanilla, bread, and a frying pan. I whip up 6 pieces of french toast, five for Niall and one for me.

"I smell french toast" Niall yells strolling into the kitchen wearing black skinny's a white shirt and a long sleeved black flannel.

"You look damn sexy Ni" I say winking. He laughs that signature Irish laugh.

"You couldn't afford this" he says stroking down his chest.

"Please if you we're a hooker you'd cost less than yo momma does" I sneer laughing. His jaw drops and he grabs his plate of french toast without another word but I can see him holding in a laugh. We finish eating and go grab our bags. I slip on my brown slightly heeled boots and and Niall puts on his black high tops.

"You look beautifully gay haz" Niall says. I punch his arm

"You look hideously gay" I say laughing. He punches my arm in return and goes outside to get in my car. I get in and drive us to school. I pull into a parking spot and Zayn, Stan, Liam, and Louis are leaning against the wall talking and laughing. I look frantically at Niall and he just raises his brow. I sigh and get out of the car. We're pretty early. We walk up closer and Stan notices me.

"Hey fag didn't see you all weekend. Were you hiding fag" he says. I throw my head back and let out a sigh, I hate they word. I look at Louis and his eyes aren't cold as usual they're curious. I start walking to the school limping a little and stan steps in front of us along with Louis Liam, and Zayn.

"Awe why are you limping fag, I didn't even hit your knee" he sneers and I look right at Louis. He looks at my knee and I notice that Zayn and Liam are looking at Louis as well. Louis looks up at me and just stares at me.

"I got pushed out of a house" I say emotionless and Niall snickers. Suddenly I'm lifted off my feet and pushed to the wall by Louis.

"What did you say" he whispers furiously. He's sexy when he's mad. Damn it Harry stop thinking that