Too Young

5. Nanny?

Feburary 22nd, 2014

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"Hello?" Florence's voice said from the other line. I sucked in a breath and tried my best to keep my cool.

"H-Hey Florence, it's Zayn," Why the fuck did I just stutter?

"I know Zayn, I have caller ID," She said, giggling at the end of her statement. Now I feel like a dumb-ass. "Anyways, what do you need?" She asked me now. I ran a hand through my hair, afraid that I would stutter or something again.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over tomorrow?" I said, "To um, watch Evelyn," No, I just want to see you. ​My subconscious told me.

"Sure! What time should I be over to watch the little cutie?" She asked me. I could hear the smile in her voice.

"Um, maybe around 1 pm? I just need to catch up on some sleep," I said, lying. I really just want to see you, so bad.

"Okay sounds great! Just text me your address and I'll be there 1 o'clock sharp! Bye Zayn!" She said in a giddy voice.

"Bye Florence," I said chuckling. I can't wait to see her tomorrow.

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Florence's Point of View

February 23, 2014

I don't know what to wear! It is 11 o'clock and I am still scurrying around my flat trying to find something to wear. I ran into my closet and searched for more things to wear.

"What are you doing?" I turned around to see my best friend and room mate, Cora, staring at me in my flustered state.

"I am going to babysit and I don't know what to wear," I said, adding an exasperated sigh at the end.

"What's the big deal? It is just a babysitting job, wear whatever," She said to me now.

"No, Cora you don't get it. The baby's dad is Zayn Malik, the Zayn Malik. I also might have a little crush on him," I whispered that last part, not really wanting Cora to know that I was currently crushing. She looked at me in awe and ran into my closet trying to help me find an outfit to wear. I ended up wearing black skinny jeans with a tank top that has a yellow exclamation point on it. I put o some oxford flats with gold on the tip and pulled back some front pieces of my hair into a black bow. I put on some jewelry and slapped on minimal make-up to my near finished look. I grabbed a purse to match my outfit and quickly said goodbye to Cora before driving to Zayn's flat. 

I'm so nervous it isn't  even funny. My hands are all sweaty and I'm shaking a little bit. Why am I like this? Soon enough I arrived at the big flat and got out of my car, smoothing out my outfit before coolly walking to the door. When I reached the door I knocked twice and waited for someone to answer. The door opened a few seconds later and I was greeted by a smiling Zayn and a sleeping Evelyn. I smiled at Zayn and I was surprised with myself when I threw my arms around his neck. He seemed surprised, but soon enough wrapped his free arm around my waist. I quickly let go of his neck, what is wrong with me? Ugh.

"Come on in," He said to me, opening the door wider. I smiled and walked into his flat. Hopefully I can keep my cool.

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"What to go on a walk Evelyn?" I asked the wide awake baby. Zayn went off to take a nap about an hour ago and now Evelyn is awake. I was cradling her in my arms as she waved her arms in the air and started doing baby talk. I giggled and tickled her tummy. "I'll take that as a yes," I said now, pulling my phone out to text Zayn who is a floor above us.