the babysitters - h.s

harry vs zayn

Waking up the next day knowing that I didn't have to go school was great, I got to sleep in and stay in bed all day. I also checked online to see the work that I was missing from today and completed it. There wasn't any practice today and I had to be at the diner by 5 so Maggie ended up giving me a ride there.

"How did it go at the Malik's?" I asked her referring to her babysitting Zayn kids.

"It was good." She smiled, eyes still glued to the road. "He has two amazing boys and he's so cute."

"Don't gain any feelings."

"Well..." she dragged out.

I gave her a hard stare. "What is it?"

"I didn't gain feelings but I didn't sleep with him."

"Why not?"

"He wants you."

"Me?" That was the last thing I was expecting her to say. He doesn't know me, doesn't even know what I look like. But the curiosity was running wildly through me.

"Yeah, he gave me the extra pay anyway." She shrugged. "Kendall, he's interested in you. He made that very clear."

I wouldn't mind babysitting for Zayn instead of Harry because of the circumstances over there. I have his number and everything I can call him tonight and ask to be his permanent babysitter. But he's also Harry's best friend. It might or might not be an issue.

"I'll give him a call tonight."

       
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The diner was very crowded which meant that the tips were really good. Hailey came over to visit me, walking up to the counter and saying hey. "You look busy."

"I am. Very." I chuckled lightly as I wiped down the counter with a thick white dishcloth.

She laughs and puts her hand inside her shirt, pulling out some cash. "Here's your cut, babe." I smile at the sight and put it inside one of my apron pockets.

"No problem. Louis does this thing with his tongue where he—"

"Don't wanna know, thanks." I interrupt her quickly, picking up finished plates from previous customers.

"Right." She smiled. "Hey, um, I gotta ask you something."

"Sure, make it quick." I dumped the left over food in the bin.

"My sister wants to join." She said quickly almost to the point where I couldn't understand.

"Rory?" I raise an eyebrow and she immediately nods. "Hailey, she's 15. How does she even know about we're doing."

"She may be 15 but she's not dumb, okay? She said I'll get her in or she'll tell."

I was still freaked out over her age. Hailey's little sister wanted to give her body up to someone much older. She was only a kid. She was like my own little sister. "But she's 15."

"It's either that or prison."

She's right. We've got no other choice. "Fine, is she a virgin?"

"I know it's been a while since you last saw her but she's a freshman now and goes to our school. Definitely not."

"Alright, I'm at ease. But by barely a little."

"Thank you so much. For everything." She gave a soft smile. "You're the reason why I can pay for everything."

"You're welcome, we're all having a meeting. Soon." I warn.

When I made it home later that night I went straight to my room. Checking my phone for the first time since I went to work. I had 4 missed calls from Harry. I had no idea why he called me but I hope it wasn't for me to come and watch the kids because I was already tired and I don't think I want to babysit for him anymore. Speaking of. I found Zayn's number and called him, I was slightly nervous. I had no clue why this man wanted me. Maggie is unbelievably beautiful.

"Hello?" The strong British/Pakistani accent rung through my ears. His voice was deep and a bit raspy. It was sexy.

"Hi, this is Kendall." I breathe nervously. "Kendall Jones."

"Kendall, hey." His voice softened. "I'm guessing you talked to Maggie, yeah?"

"Yeah, I did. Why me? You don't even know me."

"Harry has spoken of you a lot. He's very fond of you."

"He is?" I questioned.

"Well, he used to be. Now he hardly mentions you." He explains. "Would you mind babysitting for me tomorrow night?"

"Not at all. How about every night since I won't be working for Harry anymore."

"Is that so?"

I was quiet for a while just thinking it over. Making sure that I would rather work for Zayn. "Yes, if that's alright with you."

"It's more than alright, love. Can't wait for you to meet the boys. See you tomorrow at 6."

"See you then."

Just thirty minutes after the call with Zayn Harry texted me.

Harry: So you're working for Zayn now? H.

That was quick, I didn't think Zayn would go and tell him. I couldn't even get a chance to do it myself. To even tell him that I'll no longer work for him.

Me: yes, why do you care?

Seconds later his name popped up on my screen, he was calling me. I answered and he wasted no time as he went straight to the point. "Don't answer my questions with a question." He demanded.

"You know I can work for whoever I want to."

"He's my best mate. What if he comes on to you?" He sounded so concerned.

"You care about that? Why's that?"

"I just wouldn't want someone taking advantage of you."

"I quit, Harry."

His end become quiet for too long that I contemplate on hanging up. I hear shuffling and then he finally speaks. "I'm sorry?"

"You obviously don't want me working for you. You regret sleeping with me, I'm just a hormonal teenager, and you're scared to get attached. Whatever that means." When I said it I regretted it right after but it was too late.

He sighs. "I didn't mean any of that last night. I was just pissed because Ella was drunk. Just—" he grunts. "Don't leave, okay?"

"I'm sorry Harry but I already made up my mind and told Zayn that I'll work for him instead. My best friend Maggie will take my place."

"The kids love you." He nearly shouts.

"Jesus, Harry." I roll my eyes. "I love them too."

"Then don't quit. Darcy is always talking about you. She's excited to finish Harry Potter with you."

Harry wasn't doing anything but making me more guilty. But I had to do this. Things with Harry had gotten so weird and he wasn't paying me extra since we stopped having sex. Which was strange. But I choose Zayn.

"Bye, Harry. Maggie will be contacting you as soon as possible."