The Babysitter//h.s au

//5//

I couldn't believe Harry. Like this dude had known me for like 5 minutes and already he's talking about my tits and grabbing my ass. Ew.

I was so in shock that when Harry came back into the kitchen 40 minutes later, I hadn't moved.

"Why so frozen, princess?" His irritating smirk was seriously pissing me off.

"'M not frozen. I'm just tired."

"I'll carry you to bed if you want princess. My bed that is."

"What is it with you and these nasty ass comments. You've been in my house for like 3 hours!"

"And I'm gonna be here for a hell of a lot longer. And trust me baby, if you think I'm leaving without some 'favours' from you, you've got issues."

"Oh trust me asswipe, you're getting nothing from me, you major creep."

Harry suddenly got super close to my face, so close, I could smell his breath. And his lips were so close to mine...

"We'll see...baby."

I closed my eyes and waited for his kiss.

It never came.

When I opened my eyes, Harry was walking up the stairs. Laughing. At me.

God. I look like such an idiot.

"Goodnight, princess."