House sitter. ~l.h

"I don't need a babysitter. I'm fifteen."

"Don't worry. It's a housesitter. And you may like him. Give him a chance." replied my mother.

"Him?"

"Yes. Luke."

"Ugh. Fine."

"He'll be here in an hour, we have to go. Remember. We love you and no parties." smiles my father reassuringly.

"Bye Paps. Bye Muma." I watch them get in the car and drive away.

"Urm. Hi. I'm the house sitter." awkwardly states a blonde haired, blue eyed fucking angel.

"Luke?"

"Yes."

"Kay"

"And your name is?"

"Summer." I walk away from the door leaving it open. I go to my room and start a group conversation on kik with my friends; Genna, Karry, Dan, Kera and Kimmi. I start by saying 'OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OH MY GOD! HOT GUY IN MY HOUSE! HOLY SHIIITTT!'

To which the girls say 'On my way!' and Dan just say 'Why not? I'm coming too. Not for the hot guy.'

'He is Australian. THANK YOU AUSTRALIA' I say before leaving the conversation and brushing my blonde hair out of my brown eyes.

" SUMMER SOME PEOPLE HERE FOR YOU!"

"SEND THEM UP! DON'T TALK TO ME!"

"WHY?"

"I DON'T LIKE YOU!"

"COOL! I'M HAVING FRIENDS OVER SO BE PREPARED!"

"YEAH! WHATEVER!"

The friends come up and I close the door before we have a glance at each other and I whisper a quiet "Dibs."

After about an hour I heard the tv. Not anything. All. Time. Low.

I ran down stairs and dived over the sofa onto the floor and stared at the tv.

"LUKE? DID YOU PUT THIS ON!?!?" I yell.

"Yes." he says simply.

"OH MY GOD! I LOVE YOU!" I run over hugging him tightly.

"Thought you hated me."

"I like you now."

"Because I put Kerrang on?"

"Yes. Look Jack Barakat. So I like you."

"Well then."

"Well what?"

"Never mind."

"DAAANNNN! GET THAT ASS OF YOURS DOWN HERE!"

"WHY!?!?"

"ZACK MERRICK!" I hear foot steps and Dan dives on me, layed over my lap saying "My body is ready."