How To Be A Heartbreaker

16• How To Babysit

Chapter 16

Miles and Milo to the side

So cute!

Enjoy!

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"No Milo please don't-" I was cut off by paint splattering everywhere and getting all over me. I sighed looking at my clothes. Great.

Miles quickly picked up milo taking him to was up. I picked up the paint bottle a grabbed a cloth to wipe up the paint.

I didn't even knew we owned paint but that kid seemed to find it.

"How about Milo, you Kat and I go to the park?" Miles asked smiling at the kid, it was so cute. He was amazing with kids. He made them laugh and happy and the way his eyes lit up when he spoke to them.

I adored it.

Wait what, did I say I adored one of Miles qualities. Scratch that, I was intrigued with it. There, that makes more sense to me.

"Park!" Milo clapped hi hands excited, I think my mom lied about this kid being 4 he looks like maybe 2 and a half.

Miles smiled and Ruffled his blonde curls. "I'm going to quickly change, rid myself of paint."

I ran upstairs leaving Miles with the spawn of Satan. I quickly put on some jean shorts and a black long sleeve. I neatened my ponytail and washed the paint off of my face.

I walked downstairs and Miles and Milo were getting ready by the door, Milo putting on his shoes and Miles tying them.

I grabbed his stroller that his mom brought over and Milo pouted at me. "I want walk."

I sighed. "What happens if you get tired." I argue back and he folds his arms.

"I won't." He said and I growled I left the stroller and put on my shoes grabbing my bag. We then left Milo holding mine and Miles hands.

"Park park park." Milo changed the entire ten minute walk there and although the kid was cute it was getting exhausting.

Miles would just take one look at my face and burst out laughing. I just glared at him.

When we reached the park Miles played with him on the swings and took him down the slide. I feel bad for making Miles do all the work but he was so good at it.

"Pwetty." Milo pointed at me and said when I walked over. I smiled confused.

"Where did you hear that." I glanced over at Miles smirking. Sure enough Milo pointed his finger at Miles and I looked at him and he threw his hands up defensively.

"Hey he said it not me." I laughed and picked up Milo.

"Do you want some ice cream?" I asked and he smiled wide.

"Pwease." I tickled his stomach a little and we walked to a nearby parlour.

"How can I help you three today." The man behind the counter said cheerfully.

Still holding Milo I said, "I will have the caramel crumble and so will he." I pointed to Miles.

"And for Milo, what would you like?" I asked.