A New Job

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"Niall, this was amazing. Thank you," I whispered to him as we hugged on stage.

The whole crowd "awww"ed. "I forgot we were on stage," he whispered.

"Me, too," I kissed him and Jaylyn and I went back stage again.

"This next song," Harry said, "is 'Better Than Words'," the fans went crazy, "we wrote this song for you guys. You are the best fans in the whole world and we love every single one of you!" The crowd went crazy.

After the concert Niall and the boys, 5SOS, and Jaylyn had to catch a plane to the next city and I drove three hours to my new home.

I spent the next few days to getting settled in the apartment.

After about five days, or so I realized that I needed to get a job. Just as I was looking at jobs on my phone, somebody knocked on my door.

I answered it, it was the lady that lived across the hall, she was a mother of two girls. Jessie and Abby, five and seven, her husband was serving over seas since before Jessie was born. We had had tea a few times, Tommy was good friends with her so we talked. Mrs. Smith really made me feel welcome in the building.

"Can you babysit? My nanny keeps canceling last minute, and I don't know what to do."

"I was actually going to look for a job today."

"Done! I'll pay you! Ten dollars an hour, for eight hours four times a week? The girls can come here, I don't care, I'm just in a pinch."

"Yeah, I'd love to!"

"Thank you so much! You're a life saver, I'll see you in eight hours," she kissed Jessie's head, "I love you," then Abby's head, "and I love you. Thank you, Janine!" She yelled as she ran into the elevator.

"You're welcome! So, girls, what do you want to do?"

"I want lunch, please," Abby said.

"I want nap!" I sat Abby down at the table and brought Jessie into my room where I set her up in my bed.

I went into the kitchen, "okay, Abby, what would you like to eat?"

"Can I have carrots and ranch, please? With milk?"

"I don't have ranch, or milk, I'm sorry."

"Here," she pulled a key out of her pocket and handed it to me.

"What's this for?"

"Our apartment, I'll watch Jessie while you're gone. It's just across the hall."

I left my door open and Mrs. Smith's door open and I talked back and forth with Abby while I got ranch, milk and other things I thought they might want that I didn't have.

When Mrs. Smith came back, she paid me eighty dollars upfront, cash, said thank you, and took the girls.

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