A/N:
Well, first off can I just say THANKS FOR SO MANY COMMENTS OMFG.
And you guys got the chapter to 30 votes!
So, I'm just writing this to say thanks for being so awesome.
Today I'm not going to school, because I'm getting my wisdom teeth out (in like an hour and a half), so I'm rushing to write a chapter, because it's LIAM PAYNE'S BIRTHDAY!!!!
So, ENJOY
-Harry's POV-
"It's such a nice night," I begin the conversation, looking up at the stars.
"Yeah. I wonder why none of the other guys came along, it's so relaxing," Lucy states as she walks along beside me.
"Who knows." I laugh awkwardly, not knowing what to say next.
"You're really tall," Lucy suddenly says, making me laugh.
"Did you just now notice, or...?"
"No, I've noticed, I just thought I'd point it out."
"So, what's it like being a babysitter of the world's biggest, most amazing boy band?" I joke.
"Very interesting. I never know what's coming next."
Now's your chance, Styles.
"Um... So, Lucy..." I'm choking up, I feel like all my oxygen is leaving my lungs.
"Are you okay?" Lucy asks, stopping in her tracks.
"Yeah." I breathe in and out quickly.
How do I just bring up this kind of stuff?!
"You look like you're about to pass out," Lucy says, sounding concerned.
"Nah," I get out, but my vision gets blurry. Is it just me or did the temperature just get 100 times hotter?
"Harry?"
I've never felt so under pressure before, and now I'm going to pass out?
Pull yourself together, Harold.
"Harry?!"
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-Lucy's POV-
What the heck?
"HARRY!?" I shout as he stumbles.
Before I know it, he's falling over, and I try to catch him, although since he's a full grown man, I didn't do much good.
I pat my back pocket for my phone, and I realize it's not there.
"Crap!" I then look to see if Harry had his phone on him. I find it in his front pocket, and I try to get it out.
How is his pants so tight!? Geez, they're tighter than my the ring on my grandma's big toe.
I manage to get it out, and when I go to get on it, I realize he has a passcode.
"Ugh, what the heck, Harry!?" I snap even though he can't hear me.
I try random passwords.
Cats.
OneDirection.
Niall.
Louis.
Liam.
Zayn.
UmbrellaMan.
Nothing is working!
I slap him on the shoulder, "Why must you be so confusing!?"
He groans in response, and I perk up, "Harry!?"
"What happened?" He asks, sounding confused.
"Well, basically we were walking-"
"Who are you?" A/N: BEFORE YOU FREAK OUT AND CALL ME NAMES JUST GO TO THE NEXT CHAPTER PLEASE
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Babysitting 1D
FanfictionIt's not everyday you get to babysit your favorite boy band. COMPLETED (i wrote this when i was 14. you've been warned.)
