Babysitter  ( H.S)

Babysitter ( H.S)

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I got on my hands and knees and started scrubbing. I heard the door open behind me and I just ignored it because I knew it was probably Harry or Anne. "Damnit" I heard Harry's voice mumble. I looked back and he was just staring at me. "What?" I asked. "Nothing" He said. So I just kept scrubbing the damn floor. He took a deep breath before saying, "can you not do that in those pants right in front of me" My cheeks reddened as I turned around and said sorry. "Don't be sorry babe" he smirked, showing his dimples. Fuck did he just call me babe? I don't think I'm breathing properly. "Oh okay well I guess I should go home now" I said as I started walking towards the door. He grabbed my arm "stay" was all he said
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Even the ones who we least expect it are the ones hurting. You always hear that the same people who laugh the most are the ones hurting in secret. I didn't believe it until I met you. We heal wounds on others because it's easier to fix theirs than ours. We have a lot more in common more than you know. We're two people stuck in a labyrinth with nowhere to go. We'll be alright. -H --- May the games begin... I start shaking my right leg up and down feeling nervous by the way he talks to me. I have no idea how to respond to him. I never planned to actually feel intimidated by him so quickly but I honestly should've expected that from the way he would talk to me or about himself while we texted. "Someone's nervous? Baby, it's okay. I don't bite, unless you want me to," He says seductively. He continues looking at me licking his lips as he then moves his eyes down to my chest staring hard at them. The way his words roll off his tongue is enough to make me feel something in between my legs.

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