The Babysitter

All Your Beauty

Chapter 15: (Xavier's POV)- All Your Beauty

"I bet you, I can go higher."

"I bet you, you can't," I smirked. 

Aubrey and I were currently in my backyard, on the swing set which she was now not terrified of falling off of.

We were talking about our plans for summer, how I broke into the school, why I did it was a secret for another time, how her dad was going to be coming back in a few weeks, and more. As for me, my dad would be coming back to clear his stuff out after the confirmation and paperwork of the divorce, and I have no clue when that is.

"I'm winning, Parker," she smirked, biting back a smile. I watched as she would laugh every time the swing went up, higher than the last time each time.

"I accept my defeat," I lied. I'm not gonna be a douche and say, oh I was letting her win, but the smile looked beautiful on her and I loved seeing her laugh, I just couldn't miss the opportunity.

"Oh don't give up now! We were so close!" she spoke sarcastically, rolling her eyes while slowing the swing down.

We were still outside and we were just making conversation about the most random things in the world and at this exact moment, we were talking about how she doesn't like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

"Aubrey! You're telling me that you don't like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?" I asked in shock.

"I really don't! It's the peanut butter it just ruins it for me," she explained while we slowly but barely swayed back and forth. "I just don't like peanut butter, why is that so hard to believe?" she laughed slightly.

I opened my mouth to reason but no words came out. 

Why was it so hard to believe? Was it hard to believe at all or was it just me? Probably just me. 

"I don't know," I spoke while awkwardly scratching the back of my neck and looking down at the grass. 

She shook her head while cracking a smile. "I might have to leave a little early today," she informed me.

"Why?" I asked a little too quickly. I asked as soon as I heard those words. 

Too soon? I think so too.

"Someone's eager to know," she teased. "My mom has a late shift, she'll get home at around midnight so I have to get there earlier, to make myself dinner," she explained while tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"Bullshit," I called her out. That's complete bullshit. Her confused expression made me continue and explain. "You can just stay the night again," I suggested. "You don't have to leave early from here just to get there, I'll make you dinner," I offered.

"Um- I can't make you do that. I've already stayed once, this can't become a pattern," she laughed softly.

"It won't, but this is only the second time, and it's for your own good," I huffed. "You're staying the night here," I spoke in a final tone. 

She clicked her tongue in frustration before reasoning, "No, I'm not. I can't even sleep in this." She gestured to her outfit. It was a baby blue shirt with sunflowers on it and a pair of denim shorts. She looked gorgeous in it. She looks gorgeous in everything, there's no denying that.

"I'll give you clothes." I shrugged, which made her look at me with confusion and surprise. "All you need is a shirt and a pair of pants. I'm sure you'll survive one night in my clothes, Carthy." I rolled my eyes at her playfully.

"Your mom should know in advance, Parker. I can't just stay," she argued. 

This girl just doesn't give up, she's a whole new level of stubborn.