The Baby-Sitter » Kian Lawley

Chapter 5

Camila:

It 8 o'clock, Alexis and Carisa had left already.

I had cheer practice the next day so I decided to get my bag oraganzied for tomorrow.

I looked through my drawers for a new pair of white socks.

I openned my bag and dropped my socks in it.

My nose started to get stuffy so i put on a pair of socks.

I went over to my closet to get a clean tank top,my last clean tank.

I looked down and i noticed a read spot on it.

It was blood.

Then 4 more big drops appeared.

I whiped my nose with my hand.

Thats great! It was from me.

I threw my tank on the bed and ran towards the bathroom.

My nose was now pouring blood.

I mean i was kinda used to it because it has been happening since like the fourth grade.So like whatever, i didn't make it a big deal.

I stood by the sink,watching my blood paint the white sink and the running water.

Kian:

I was sitting on the kitchen table.

Then a metally scent tickled my nose.

Then it got stronger.

I went upstairs and saw Camila in the bathroom and heard the sink water running.

I ran towards her.

"Oh my god....are you okay"I told her after seeing the mess of blood in the sink.

She flinched

"Yeah.."she trying to clean up the mess and her nose at the same time.

I grabbed toilet paper and helped her out.

"Umm its okay, I got it, this is really gro-"

I grabbed the side of her face and started to dab her nose with the paper.

She had her left hand on mine as i was trying to help her.

Camila:

He helped me out after i tried saying it was gross.

Because it was.

I saw him look at my hand then i realized it was on his.

I quickly took it away.

Then it was so akward.

After a few minutes i moved my head back , and left his hand was in the middle of cleaning my nose.

"I think im good now" i said walking away towards the sink.

He threw the paper away.

"Does this happen often?"he said washing his hands nect to me.

"Not so often"i said.

He just nodded his head and walked out.

I washed my face and hands.

Then started to clean everything that i stained.

It took me 10 minutes to clean everything.

I went back to my bedroom.

Great i ruined my only clean tanktop.

I threw it in the dirty clothes basket and then went downstairs.

I heard no noise.

"Kian"i said in the lowest voice ever almost a whisper.

"Im in the kitchen"he said.

I walked in the kitchen and he was sitting on the counter top on his phone.

"I didn't think you'd hear me"i said leaning onto the kitchen doorframe.

"I have really good hearing"he smirked.

I stared at his smirk with no expression.

Kian:

She looked at me.

"What"i murmured.

"Thanks for helping me,and sorry for not accepting you 'hi' a while ago"she said walking over to the fridge.

"You might think im a total bit-"she paused, " A bratty person who doesn't like anyone but herself.....im sorry."

I just stared at her expression-less.

"So hello im Camila"she said sticking her hand out so that i could shake it.

She did the exact same thing i did.

"You can reject my handshake if you wish,like i did"i said, still her hand was extended.

I took her hand and shook it.

I chuckled.

"What?"she asked confused.

"Nothing"i said still chuckling.

She made a face.

"Why are you laughing?"she said.

I looked at her hand again.

"Your hands they are so tiny"i said laughing.

She pulled her hand away.

And she punched my arm.

"You're being mean, you know"

"I remind you were mean to me a while ago"i said.

"Yes,but.......you know what nevermind we're even now,okay yeah okay"she said and went to her room.