Gold Digger H.S

Three

"He is just so unpredictable! Like he was sitting there ogling with me plus any woman he laid eyes on." I tell Noah as he attempts to make dinner. I had no idea how to cook only bake. Noah knew few things, it wasn't his cup of tea either.

"So what? Perhaps he's a flirt." Noah responds with a shrug, "You don't get it. He is married. Besides, I didn't see his "wife" anywhere when I took the contract to be signed. His assistant was in the stairwell whining because he was sleeping with another woman. Like does she not know he is married?"

"I think you fancy him." I groan and roll my eyes. "No way! He is a stuck up snobby rich guy that sleeps around."

"So he's iron man?" I roll my eyes once again. "No Robert Downy Jr. is hotter and better," I reply, I go to pick up the wine I bought last night. "You've had enough wine." I shake my head. "That was last night!" I protest, Noah laughs. "No that was at 2 in the morning." I shrug and pour me a glass.

"Save me some, geez!" Noah states when he sees how full I'm pouring my glass. "Oh I am, this glass is yours and this," I say motioning to the wine bottle. "Is mine!" I then take a big swig of it. "Awe come on Mary!"

"By the way, your mom called," Noah tells me. I pick up my phone and call her back.

"Mary, I'm glad you called! Your sister is going to induce this weekend for the new baby. We need you to watch the twins for her. I'm taking off," my mom says right as she answers the phone.

"Hello to you too mom!"

"Also, have you been drinking those shakes I've been sending you and Noah?" I shake my head.

"Yeah they taste lovely," I lie. "That's good! The twins will be heading your way on a plane, they should arrive around noon tomorrow."

"But mom I have work, I never agreed to this!" I say in defense. My mom, dad, sister and my sister's family lived in Cheshire England while I live in London. It was about a four-hour drive without traffic but my family always flew.

"I expect you to pick them up. Your sister is counting on you, I have to go but be there!" And she hangs up.

"We have the kids this weekend," I tell Noah. "Shit, that's not going to end well."

"Tell me about it."

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I was told the next morning when I got to work to drop the clothes off at Mr. Styles residence. Since Noah was the one that drove me this morning I had to call a cab to his flat. When we arrive I was in wonder of how big the flat was.

"Pretty big flat," the cab driver says. "You got that right." I declare, "I'll be right back. Don't leave!" I say and I exit the cab and walk up to the gate. I press the buzzer and some person answers.

"You are?" They ask. "I'm here to see Harry Styles. I'm Ms. Caster from- come in." They buzz me in and I'm shocked I didn't have to finish the sentence.

I walk up the long driveway and before I can knock on the door it's being opened by none other than Harry Styles. "Oh, Mary! I was just leaving, those the clothes?" He asks and I nod speechless. He looked really hot today, "Duncan, take this to my closet. Keep it in its bags." The butler nods and takes the clothes from my hands.

"Thank you, Ms. Caster! How are you this morning?" Before I can answer my phone begins ringing. "Just a sec," I say and answer.

"Hello?"

"Mary, my kids are at the airport no- owe oh my god! Stupid contraction. Please pick them up!"

"Cassidy I don't, I have, I mean I'm at work!"

"Mary now! I've never needed you more!" She shouts through the phone. Harry's eyes widen.

I look back to where the cab is supposed to be. "You gonna, fuck!" I spat. "Okay Cassidy, have fun giving birth." I hang up before adding, "I hope it hurts like hell."

"You okay?" Harry asks me. "No, the stupid cab left and I have to pick up my niece and nephew. My friend was supposed to drive me this afternoon when he got off but their flight was early." I unlock my phone and begin to call Noah when Harry takes my phone and hangs up.

"I'll drive you! I don't have to be at work until noon."

"You sure?" I ask and he nods.

"Positive!"

When I got in the car I was scared to touch anything. It was all too expensive, "So you're an aunt?" Harry asks me.

"Yeah," I answer. "How old are they?"

"9, they are both twins."

"They are old, how old are you?"

"24, why?" I ask confused. "You the younger sister?" He questions and I laugh. "No, my sister was one of those 16 and pregnant. I'm three years older than her." He nods understanding.

"Where do they live, cause they are flying you know."

"Why do you care?" I ask him.

He laughs, "I'm a caring person Mary!"

"Ms. Caster..." I state.

"We're not doing business. It's a friend helping a friend," I shake my head. "We're friends now?"

"With benefits?" He asks with a wink. "You can't even carry a normal conversation without flirting. Your married ya know!" He then laughs.

"So you stalk me now?" He questions.

"No!" I exclaim. He shakes his head with a big smile on his face. Honestly, people like him frustrated me. "So what do you do, waste money on stupid shit you don't need?" I ask him after a while.

"No, I spend my money wisely."

"How long have you been married?" I ask him he just smiles yet again. "Why do you wanna know?"

"Just answer the question!"

"Six months," he tells me. "That's not long." He shrugs, "I've divorced her twice." "And that's not healthy..." I mumble.

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Soon we had my niece and nephew in the car with me as Harry drives me to where Noah was working. "Where are we going?" Asks Jaycee, my niece. "To uncle Noah's work. He's going to watch you until I get off work." "Yes, I can't wait to see Noah! I need to show him my new footie moves!" Bradlee says getting excited.

"Yeah? You getting better?" I turn around asking him. "Please, he can't even kick a ball without falling," Jaycee says laughing. "Shut up Jay! At least I play a sport." He teases, "Dancing is an art and a dancer is an athlete. Dancing is just as much work as football." (Football is soccer in England)

"Shush, we're not fighting with your aunt nearby." Bradlee rolled his eyes.

"So you're married? Or dating?" Harry asks.

"Wait your dating someone?" Jaycee says butting into Harry's me I's conversation. "No!" I exclaim.

"But you said, uncle..." Harry trails off and then Bradlee and Jaycee bust out laughing.

"Uncle Noah is aunt May's best friend! Might I add he's gay," Bradlee exclaims. May was my nickname my sister called me and it just followed through with my niece and nephew.

"Oh..." Harry speaks. "Who are you anyway?" Jaycee asks Harry. "He's a friend," I say simply to them both.

Eventually, we made it to Noah's work. "Thank you for driving me, I'll pay you for gas. I've got it from here," I tell Harry as we get out.

"You sure?" I nod, "Thank you!" I say one last time before closing the door.

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