My name is Aurora Evans. I'm seventeen years old, and my mom thinks I need a babysitter. All my life, I thought that vampires, werewolves, and fairies were fake. A pigment of someone's imagination. Well, guess what. They're real, and it just so happ...
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*Aurora's POV*
I woke up, and everything from yesterday came rushing in. Zayn's a vampire. He's my brother's babysitter. Zayn, the babysitter, who is currently living with us, is a vampire....
I don't think I'll ever get used to this.
I got out of bed, immediately regretting my decision to do so. My head got woozy, and I swear I was about to throw up. The sun burned my eyes, making me stumble back right into bed again.
I think the universe is trying to tell me that I should just stay in bed all day.
Maybe I will.
My phone buzzed on my nightstand. I have a message.....?The good Lord has blessed me!
From Kayla: Summer vacay canceled. Having a party tonight. My house.Wanna come?
The Lord blessed me with temptation...
I'm not allowed to leave the house without Zayn, and knowing him and my parents, he probably wouldn't let me go to a party by myself. He has George to babysit, which means, wherever Zayn goes, George goes, and wherever I go, Zayn goes....
My parents don't trust me enough, to go to one party, and return safely. It's not like I'm going to have a party at my house... I learned my lesson there.
Some kid, literally shitted in my kitchen sink.
Anyways
I have nothing to do this summer, so this party could be the highlight of my summer. Maybe I should go. Sneak out.
He wouldn't know.
To Kayla: Yeah. What time?
From Kayla: at eight.
To Kayla: See you there.
From Kayla: You too. <3
Now, all I have to do, is make sure I'm locked away in my room before seven. I hope I can pull this off. It's been a while since I've actually had to sneak out.
I got back up, making sure to take my time.
Then, I took a cold shower, put on some clothes, brushed my teeth (and hair), and made my way downstairs into the kitchen.
Zayn was eating breakfast, and George was running around again.
"G'morning." I greeted the both of them.
Zayn nodded to me, while George just looked up for a few seconds, before going back to being the mad child he is.
I made myself some cereal. As I was walking to the dining room table, George spun around the corner, almost knocking me down.
Almost immediately, Zayn looked him in the eyes, commanding him to stop running.....you know.... with the power thing....
"I'll never get used to that." He smiled at me, and I swear I was about to melt into a puddle of Aurora. It was an understatement to say that Zayn was handsome.
I picked up myself, and proceeded to the dining room.
-----7 hours later-----
I'm bored again..... Two hours until I can finally sneak out.
At seven o'clock, Zayn always puts George to sleep, and then goes off to his room.
All I've been doing is talking with Zayn (which isn't so bad), and checking my closet for Narnia. There's nothing to do, and there's no Narnia...
Lightbulb.
You know............I've always wanted to try ballet....
I shot up from the couch, earning myself a few looks from Zayn.
I sprinted to my bedroom, almost face planting several times.
