-Harry's P.O.V-
Louis is not home as much as usual now and it's getting boring, but it's always extra fun when he's home. I also get him to gossip like we're some school girls. We're 23 and 25...
He has told me that Ivory lives in this huge flat somewhere in New York. It's really expensive looking and has a great view of the city. She has a driver and a cook. They weren't around until she paged them, then they're there in a second.
Louis also has a lot more money now. He keeps buying me breakfast and the fridge is full. I even notice I have new clothes in my closet now. My old guitar has been fixed as well and it works perfectly. He just keeps getting things fixed or buying me new stuff even though I tell him it's my problem I don't have money, he should spend it on himself, not me.
I was now babysitting my boss' niece. Her name is Lux and she's 3. A really cute girl she is.
"Hawwy. I want ice cweam." She pointed to a small ice cream shop. I took her small hand and began walking with her. She was literally bouncing. I went inside and lifted her up to my hip. She pointed to what she wanted, and I got peanut and banana ice cream, quite interesting flavor.
We walked back out again and into the park. I placed her on a swing and then sat down in front of her. It's a baby swing, so she's in a seat. She squealed and ate her ice cream. I gently pushed her so she swung a bit back and forth. I couldn't help but smile the whole time.
I've always loved kids. I've babysat Lux many times before and I love it. She's such a happy kid and she's absolutely adorable.
"Highew hawwy!" she squealed when she had finished her ice cream. I wiped her face and threw away our cups, then pulled her up and her eyes widened. "NO! Too high!" she panicked. I lowered her a bit and then let go. She squealed and kicked her legs. I chuckled at her excitement. I kept pushing her for some more until I noticed she was getting tired. I picked her up and placed her on my hip. Her head fell on my shoulder tiredly, then one of her thumbs went in her mouth.
"Tired, baby?" I asked and she nodded. "Go to sleep." I bounced her a bit on my hip and stroked her hair. She yawned and closed her eyes. I hummed a bit and eventually she fell asleep.
"Who's kid is it?" I looked up and saw Aimee standing there. She held a binder to her chest. Now she had her hair up, she wore Ray Bans. Jeans, black shoes, a cream shirt, brown coat and a white scarf.
"My boss' niece," I answered. She nodded and eyed Lux.
"What's her name?" Why the hell does she need this information...?
"Lux."
"Cute," she said quickly and then looked back to me. "Snow told me you didn't like the lifestyle."
"Yeah, no. I don't think it's for me." I shrugged and then lifted Lux a bit higher. She sucked on her thumb a bit, then stopped, still asleep.
"Why not?" Why does everyone have to know why!?
"Because it felt odd. Not right. I don't know. It just felt strange, s'all," I said annoyed. Her jaw clenched tight. She closed her eyes and her lips counted down from three to one, then she opened them again.
"Sorry for asking. How old is she?" She totally changed subject, nodding her head to Lux.
"Three," I said simply and shifted my weight a bit.
"How is Louis?" She changed the subject so fast, it was getting confusing.
"Good. He keeps telling me how it's with Ivory," I answered simply. I just got a light nod in return from her.
