My Sisters' Babysitter (Zayn Malik FanFic)

~Chapter One~

So guys, here's the first chapter for one of meh new stories! I really hope you guys like it... I hope it's not to over used? Anyways, I'll chat at the end, read away my beautiful lovelies! (I hate awkward author notes...sorry=/!)  -XxMariahJo

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*Riley's P.O.V*

"You'd better give that back before I go to your room and burn all of your Hannah Montana posters." I threatened my ten year old sister, Lizzy. She simply smirked in response and held my new phone lower into the toilet by the rope she had tied around it. This was just another normal night at the Brown household when I have to babysit the two brats... AKA my sisters.

"I don't think you'd do that. Mum would have your head." She stated. I crossed my arms, grinning so both of my dimples were showing.

"Yeah, just like she'd have yours for dropping my 500 dollar phone down the toilet? That SHE paid for? Now give it back, and we both get off scotch free." I bargained. She just laughed, lowering my precious closer to the disgusting water.

"But you're missing one simple point, my dear." She said, causing me to roll my eyes. "Mum loves me more." She smiled. I bit my lip, realizing that she was right. Mum had a soft spot for Liz because she was the middle child and she didn't want her to feel left out because of it... Chloe on the other hand was my dad's favorite because you know, 'daddy's little girl'... Me? I'm pretty sure Roscoe likes me... (My golden retriever)

"Please don't Liz, why are you doing this anyways?" I asked, placing a hand on my forehead. She scowled at me and pointed her free finger at my face.

"Because YOU embarrassed me in front Caleb, now he'll never go out with me!" She complained.

"Oh dear lord." I said under my breath. No matter HOW many times we tell Lizzy that Caleb's gay,  meaning he only likes BOYS, she refuses to believe it and continues to crush on him. This has been going on for five years...

"Lizzy, Caleb will NEVER like you. 1) You guys are six years apart... 2) He's like your freaking brother! It would just be awkward! Oh and hmmm, 3) HE'S GAY!" I screamed the last part. She simply stood there, arms crossed like the most stubbornest child ever.

"I won't believe it. We HAVE a connection." She fought back, causing me to scream out in frustration.

"You HAVE a mental issue!" I shouted at her, her eyes widening in shock. I guess she'd think I valued my phone's life more than insulting her...

"I DO NOT!" She said back, the usually ten year old comeback.

"DO TO!" I replied, sinking to her level.

"You know what! Fine! But only 'mental' girls do this!" She answered, letting go of the rope and darting past me before I could grab her. I listened as my phone made a 'plop' noise, signaling it landed in the toilet.

"LIZZY YOU BRAT!" I screamed, grabbing a hand towel. I held my breath and stuck my hand in the dirty bowl. Just because it was flushed, doesn't it's clean...

"Oh, please work. Please work!" I mumbled to myself, drying off the slick white device. I bit my lip as I held down the home button. Nothing.

"No, no, no, no!" I said repeatedly. I tried the lock button as well... Nothing.

"Lizzy, you're so dead!" I said, standing up and leaving the phone on the counter. I ran out of the bathroom in search of the brat that's considered my sister.

"LIZZY!" I screamed, expecting an answer. I waited for a moment, only hearing the TV playing from the family room that Chloe was watching.

"LIZ! I'm not mad!" I lied, trying to lower her out of her hiding spot. Again, nothing. I sighed, smart ten year old. I rounded the corner to go downstairs when my foot slipped on something wet, and I flew forward just enough to reach the stairs, cascading me down them in an uncomfortable fall. I landed at the bottom with a loud 'clunk' noise, holding my head. I opened my eyes to see that the bottom of the case was filled with two couch pillows, breaking my fall. So this was on purpose?! I fluttered my lids shut and took deep breaths.