Wild flower (Hes)

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"Oh baby baby, it's a wild world."

'I'm never going to babysit again!' I think to my self. The two little devils are finally asleep after 5 hours of playing and screaming throughout the house. Don't understand me wrong, I love kids, but sometimes they just can be a little tiring. Today is just not my lucky day. First I overslept and then when I was at school, I got a really bad test back from my math teacher for which I studied my ass of. A freacking D! I felt so bad the whole day. Now I come to realize that I need to WALK home, because the mother can't leave the two children alone for 10 minutes. What a great day...

After two hours the bell finally rang. I open the door to hope to see the mother, but instead there is a boy. Correction! Man. A very handsome man who I don't know.

He has that dark brown curly hair and green emerald eyes that every girl likes, me included.

I stare at him with confusion. Finally, after what I think was a minute of silence, I say something. 'Uhm hello?' 'Where is Nathalie?' he says to me without asking me who I am. 'She's out. I'm watching her children. Why?' 'Well, I lost the key of my appartement and she has a spare one so...' 'Uhm.. I don't know where the key is, but she should be home in about an hour, I think, so if you want to wait inside, you can.' I say back with a little vibration in my voice.

I don't know if I should trust him. What if he 's a murderer? No, Maddison you're such a pussy. Let him in, you stupid, you could use some hot guy.

'Are you sure, cause I can just wait outside until she's back?'

See Mads? He's a nice guy!

'No, I won't mind! Come in. Do you want something to drink?' I say when I let the handsome young man inside. 'I'd like a coke.' he says back, walking inside to the couch. 'Coming your way.'
I walk to the fridge to take the bottle of coke.

How old would he be? He must be at least 20 if he lives alone, I ask myself.

I take a glass out of the cabinet and pour the coke in. When I turn around I see that the guy is starring at me. It makes me uncomfortable, but I just shrug it off. I walk to the couch and give him the glass. 'By the way, I'm Harry. I live nextdoor.' He suddenly says, sipping from his drink.

So his name is Harry? It matches his Brittish accent.

'I'm Maddison.' I say back. 'So Maddison, was it hard?' Uh? What does he mean? If this is one of those crap pick-up lines, then I'm gonna scream. 'What do you mean?' I ask hoping it isn't one of them. 'Well you said earlier that you were watching Nathalies kids, so was it hard, because I have watched them before and they can be a pain in the ass.' He says with a straight face. Oh 'Well, if I'm being honest, they were. I don't think that I can do it again! They're so loud!' Harry chuckles. 'I feel your pain.' He takes another sip and puts the glass on the table. It's silent for a while. I just stare at the ground, but my gut tells me that Harry is starring at me. After I think was 4 minutes I look up. My gut was right. Our eyes meet. His eyes are so breathtaking and his smirk is to die for. 'How old are you?' Harry suddenly asks me. Okey this big guy is straight forward. 'I'm gonna be eighteen in a month.' I say back to him. I don't know why but I feel a little nervous when I'm with him. 'You look older.' 'You know, everyone tells me that and I don't know why.' I tell him asking myself why he asked that. 'Maybe because you act like a grown up and not like some slutty highschool kid who thinks that everyone likes her.'

That is what he thinks he sees, but I'm a total different story. Trust me. 'If that is what you think.' I look back at the ground.

Suddenly the door opens and Nathalie walks in. 'Hey Maddison, how were the kid... Harry? What are you doing here? It's one o'clock in the morning! Wait... Did you lose your key again?' 'Yes, do you have the spare one?' he asks with a cute asking smile. 'For Gods sake, Harry. You're 23. You need to stop loosing your things. I'm not your mother. And yes, I have the key.' she says back a little annoyed.

So he's 23? That's sad.

'I am sorry Nathalie. I know. Maybe I can make it up?' he asks like a little child. It's actually a funny sight. I can see that he can be the funny guy and not only that serious guy that is always starring at you and is making you uncomfortable. 'Well you can, actually. Maddison has to walk home, because I need to stay with the children, but now you are here you can bring her home. If that's okay for you?' She says looking at me curiously. 'That would be nice.' I say back. Who would say no to a car ride with Harry, the hot Brittish guy? 'That's great! Oh and Harry?' 'Yes?' Harry asks. 'At one point you need to stop losing your stuff, I see you walking in one day without a head and asking me if I have a spare one.' I snort. Their heads turn to me. 'I'm sorry.' I say back with my cheeks blushing like hell.

Eventually I receive my money and say goodbye to Nathalie. I walk out with Harry right behind me. Without saying a word to each other, we walk to the elevator. Harry pushes the button and the doors of the elevator flow open. We step inside and wait until we can back out. Then out of the ordinary. 'Do you have a boyfriend?' 'Why would you ask that?' 'I don't know.'He replies.

Finally the elevator stops at the ground floor. We step out and head outside to his car. He takes his keys out of his pocket and pushes the little button. The lights of a black range rover lit up. I always had a crush on that particular car. Weird, I know. I step inside the passenger seat.

Can I say something really weird? Those car seats sit so good! My butt is in heaven.

Harry sits in the driver seat. 'You know, you didn't answer my question.' He says, staring out of the front window.

Why does he want to know that? Should I answer? Maybe.

'No, I don't have one.' I answer back. He then puts the engine one and I swear i could hear him saying "Good" under his breath.

He drives off. 'What is your adress?' I say the adress to him.

After what felt like an hour because we didn't spoke a word to each other, we arrive at my house.

'Thank you for bringing me home.' I smile at him. 'No problem, love.' He says back to me and I swear I look like a tomato right know. 'Goodnight.' I say as I walk as fast as possible to the front door far far away from him. When I unlock the door, I turn around for one last time. He's already gone.

I swear this boy will be the death of me.

Hello Guys, I'm Lisa! I hope you liked the first chapter! I just want to say that this is my first story ever and if you want to give me feedback than you can leave a comment. Also if you see some weird sentences or grammar mistakes, you can say it to me! English isn't the language I speak, I'm from Belgium so I try as best as I can!

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