[1] Babysitting Lux

10 - Studying My Idols While They Talk To Me

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10 - Studying My Idols While They Talk To Me

Due to the fact that I was barely speaking, I took my time to study each of them carefully. After all, they were right in front of me. And they were using their break time to just hang around – in the exact same room I was in- so I took the opportunity I had. The probabilities of me having another chance were pretty low. I had to take the chance that was right before my hands.

First my gaze flowed to Louis. Darn it, Eleanor, I think I may cry of sheer happiness! She won the jackpot! Louis was so funny -hilarious I dare to say at the moment since he was laughing right now at something dumb he said. Also hot, sexy, had a totally smoking hot accent and was great with kids. He wore over the top colorful pants that made his butt look even bigger, thing I was immensely grateful for. And then onto his hair. His hair was so cool!

Louise was a really awesome hairstylist, I could see now! I stared at his straps and toms. And staring at him while he goofed around, all I could think was Eleanor, marry him! They were such a great couple, perfect fit.

Then I moved on to Liam. Oh lord! This new haircut really suited him. He looked sexier than usual. I had never been a fan of the side bob or whatever that hairstyle is called, and he wearing it was no exception to make me like it. But now with his hair up, darn.

And his cute little puppy eyes?

They were even better in person!

He was so sweet but so serious at the same time, somehow he managed to combine them perfectly. Danielle had also won the jackpot. He had his sexy British accent, of course. Perhaps he was the one who had it the most, though. He was taller than me, thing that made him even more attractive in my eyes.

He was such a dad as well! Always being the responsible one - which the other boys actually needed, he was the glue that kept them all together. I could kill all spoons for him and become a turtle, just to satisfy him. I would do all that just to see him smile. He would be great with his kids, as well. I just loved him so darn much. I thanked the doctors that saved his life when he was a baby.

 And I think it is pretty obvious that we all owe Simon Cowell. We should make him a statue or something like that for putting them together. If it were not for him, I would not be studying my idols right now as they spoke to me – not that what I’m doing is okay, but I don’t regret it at all. I wouldn’t even have them as my idols if it was not for Uncle Simon.

Then, I moved to Zayn. Could he be any hotter, like seriously? Darn! Oh lord! He…he was just pretty much perfect. Those dark eyes and that dark hair that made you want to jump off a cliff due to all the feels.  His eyes were so beautiful that you literally melted when you encountered them, you got lost in them.

And that hairdo, oh my. You fell even more in love with him because of it. How could he not understand why girls fainted when they saw him? How could he not understand that boys would die to be him? Or that some of them would even want to be with him. That was just unbelievable. He was modest enough to not think of himself as an overly attractive person!

Add that to the endless list of his perfection. I would love to be Zayn’s mirror. I would spend so much time with him. Perrie won the jackpot as well. But as I sat there, surrounded by all of them, and studied him as he played with Lux –occasionally glaring at me for a few seconds before returning his gaze to the lovely baby and continuing to play with her-, I wondered if he really was a trouble-maker guy. I shrugged, thinking that would find out soon. I was going to be around them every day anyway, so those little things would float to the surface any time.