The babysitter// Jc caylen

Seven

He pulls into the driveway of another mansion, one identical to his.
It filled booming music and drunk people.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" He asks.

"You don't have to." I say nervously.

We walk inside and I follow jc to his big group of friends, a guy who looked around seventeen was there.
He had straight blond hair that was spiked and brown eyes.

"Hey Jc what's up?" A guy who was pretty good looking, also asked.

"Hi Dom, this is Rosie I'm babysitting her." He introduces me.

"Not to be rude but aren't you like seventeen?" Dom asked, I guess that's his name.

I nod. "I'll be seventeen really soon, but I'm not trusted home alone."

"Bad girl?" He asks.

Jc smirks and I shrug.
"I don't want to get into that." I say.

Jc puts his arm around my shoulder.
"Well, Rosie this is my younger brother Jayce, he's seventeen almost eighteen."

"Hi." I wave at him and he smiles at me.

"Hey." He replies.

"You two go have fun." Dom pushes us both together out into the crowd.

It was awkward at first, but then Jayce started to speak.
"Want to go get a drink?" He asks.

I nod and follow him to the bar. They had sodas and things other than alcohol.

"What do you want?" He asks pulling out his wallet.

"Maybe a coke or something." I say.

"Coke? What about a shot?" He laughs.

I got nervous, I've never drank before.
"A shot?" I ask.

He nods. "Yeah." He says.

"I guess."

"it's fine, alcohol won't hurt you." He says.

I started to shake out of fear but Jayce calmed me down.
"If your that scared you don't have to." He says and rubs my back handing me the shot.

"No, its fine." I say and grab it from him.

"Okay. One, two..,three." He says and we both drink it down.

A couple rounds later we were both drunk.

"Let's go find Dom and Jc." Jayce says and I nod.

When we found them, Jc was holding himself up by leaning on the wall and Dom had a girl grinding on him.

Jayce disappeared for a second and I went up to Jc.
"Hey."

"Hey baby girl." He takes my hand and kisses the top of it.
He was obviously also drunk.

I blush and grab his, pulling him onto the dance floor.

He followed, and I began grinding on him, his hands on my waist guiding me.

"Your so sexy." He mumbled into my ear.

I hummed in response and kissed his cheek and took his hands off my waist.
He dropped his jaw as I looked at him and walked away.

I found Jayce who told me he had been looking for me, and we went upstairs.

Jayce brought me into a room and locked the door behind him.
We were both drunk, and bad things happened from there.

Jc's POV:

All my friends had girls they either just met or had known for awhile grinding on them or making out with them, and I was almost too drunk to stand still without leaning on something.

I saw Rosie laughing as she stumbled around obviously just as drunk as I was and met me.
"Hey." He said high pitched to me with a big smile.

"Hey baby girl." I replied to her and smiled at her.
She looked super hot, I don't even care about age anymore.

I kissed her hand and she guided me to the dance floor.
She began grinding on me, and I put my hands on her waist making the moment even better.

After awhile of enjoyment she began to laugh and turned away, leading me on.
I dropped my jaw, pouting at her and she walked away.

The last I saw was her and Jayce walking upstairs.

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Rosie POV, next morning.

I woke up in a bed next to Jayce, my head hurt and at first I didn't know where I was.

I realised I didn't have clothes on so I found my clothes on the floor and put them back on.

I went downstairs to find Jc, and he was on the dance floor sleeping with droll coming from his mouth.

"Jc." I say and shake him awake.

"Delilah?" He questions.

"Yeah, let's go home." I say and pull on his hand.

He stands up and walks me to the car rubbing his head a little bit.

I don't remember much from the party, mostly the dirty things that happened.

"Do you remember what happened?" I ask.

"I remember you turning me on, then leaving me and walking upstairs with Jayce." He says.

"Sorry about that." I frown.

He shakes it off.
"Did you guys..." He stops himself.

"Yeah." I reply truthfully.

He bites his inner lip and looks angry.
"What the hell Delilah." He says and stops the car.

"I'm sorry, I was drunk." I say.

"You shouldn't have been! YOUR SIXTEEN. do you know what alcohol can do to you at sixteen? That's why you aren't suppose to drink until your twenty one!" He yells.

I look at him and reframe from crying.
"I didn't mean to Jc, and we aren't dating Its not a big deal."

"I'm your damn baby sitter, okay? That why I care so much."

"Yeah well babysitters usually don't call the babies baby girl."

"Delilah you aren't a baby! But I was drunk and I'm twenty two. Above the allowing age."

"This is ridiculous." I complain.

"Yeah it really is. I can't believe you put yourself out there like that for the second time."

"Don't act all innocent, like your a damn virgin or some shit."

"No, but I'm a grown man not a little girl." He spat.

"JUSTIN YOUR SO CONFUSING! one minute you say I'm not a little girl and the next you say I am! I'm young okay? And I understand that! But im tired of being treated like a three year old!"

"Have you ever thought your treated like this for a reason? There are boundaries!" He yelled back.

"At least it was legal with him." A tear went down my face, it was impossible not to cry at this point.

"I don't care about the law anymore, and really I don't care what you did I just.." He stopped himself.

"You just what?" I spat.

"Nothing."

"Justin tell me or I'm getting out of this car and you won't see me again."

"No, you'll think I'm a pedophile."

"Tell me. I won't think of you any differently."

"Fine Rosie. I just wish what you did was with me. I'm jealous."

I didn't know how to reply, so I decides to just stare out the window thinking over things.