Runaways|| h.s

Chapter four

'I'm Harry Styles.' I take in his features, long brown curls resting by his shoulders, vibrant emerald iris with long eyelashes. Full, pink lips and a pale skin complexion. Woah man, if you usually get these type of guys just loitering with their kids, Imma totally up for it. No kidding.

'Darcel Malik, here.' I smile , shaking his hand.

'How do you do it?' He asks, amused.

'Do what?'

'Babysit, Caia, like she never listens to me.' Harry smirks while I stroke the girl's blonde hair and she plays with my phone.

'It comes naturally, you just gotta be like her. I mean, pretend like you're her age and she just listens to you.'

'Hm. Okay, Darcel.' He agrees and an uncomfortable silence takes place. 'Uh,it was nice meeting you, Uhm ,c'mon Caia, lets go home, babe.' He extends both of his hands for her to jump in but surprisingly she stays on my lap, more like she ignores her father. 'Cai? Jump in.' He frowns.

'No, I like in here.' she mumbles still not looking up, her eyes glued to my phone's screen.

'Cai, come on, don't be such a kid-uh,' He pauses as if realizing what he just said, I stifle in a laugh. ' let's go.'

To be honest, now it is my time to feel uncomfortable, like a father scolding his baby for not listening to him and that baby is just sitting on my lap, ignoring the world.

'Caia, maybe you should go home? See? Your daddy is tired.' I point at Harry.

'But I want to play.' She complains looking up at me, with...those...puppy killer eyes.

'OH okay.' I look away. 'Harry maybe a little bit more I mean you can't say no to those eyes!'

'Ugh, right.' Harry sighs and there comes the cackling sound of the baby. Its so adorable, there is no way I cannot smile. And with that, she runs away towards the swing, her platinum gold hair swaying back and forth.

I put my knees up and rest my chin on them. whistling out air through my mouth as I watch Cai swinging, her contagious laughter audible till where I'm sitting. Suddenly Harry clears his throat gaining my attention.

'Oh, sorry Harry-I' I had completely forgotten that he wanted  take his baby home, and I caused a mess.

'No, it's okay, It's not everyday you get to talk to beautiful madams.' He smiles. I'm so grateful that I don't blush.

I say something really intelligent like, 'Yeah.'

'Yeah.' Harry says. 'Um, your phone.' He suggests.

'What?' I ask confused.

'Your phone's ringing.' Harry points at my hand, looking a bit embarrassed.

'Oh, excuse me.' I stand up brushing my pants, my lips pursed. I swipe on the screen and I'm on line with Rwiti.

'Hellooo? Why you take so long?' 

'I-uh, bunk that, What's up?'

'I should ask the same, by the way, we got some news for a job, the salary's not much, but it's good enough. Will you do a job in the coffee shop, as a waitress?'

'I'm coming, right now, text me the address.' I say, thrilled to know.

'Okay, right at your service! We'll be waiting.'

I ended the call and looked at Harry, finding him looking back at me. 'I got a job.' I chuckle.

'That's great, Darcel! But anyway, if you ever need any other job, feel free to come to me. I deliberately need a babysitter.' He jokes.

'I'll keep that in mind, goodbye Harry! And tell a 'goodbye' to Caia from my side!'

'Goodbye Darcel and yeah.'

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''22 Mill St, Bradford BD1 4AB, United Kingdom''

We r weting!!

Ritzz xoxo

She actually wrote waiting as weting which basically looks like wetting.

We r weting

Okay, gross.

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That was one hell of a crappy chapter.

Sorry.

And thank you so much for the 70+ reads! I'm grateful.

Dia xoxoxo