My BabySitter Is....Who???

My BabySitter Is....Who???

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y Guys Its Skittles The Author....Duhh But Anyway Hope U Guys love this story comment vote Love you Let's get this started okay!?!?!? (Lucy's P.O.V) Hi I'm lucy Aka:LiliBear I'm 18 Halftime worker at StarBucks I live with my Brother Jadan and my sister who hates me!!!! My mom is going out for 3 months .....oh no.....so I need a babysitter my brother and sister are going to?!?! Oh come on... I wonder who my babysitter is??? {Next Day} "Honey Wakey Wakey I gotta go honey wake up!" I groned and opened my eyes "BYE MOM LOVE U" I yelled out " Lili get dressed and meet ur babysitter"I got up and took a long shower put some maskara on and got dressed in a crop top that said 'single ready to mingle' some black tights and Jordan's put my hair in a bun and went and put down my Louis Tomlinson poster just in case. (Louis P.O.V) I was of tour for a while so I decide to babysit a girl named Lucy Shouldn't Be that hard ri
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Ever since Harry stumbled into Rough Patch, Louis couldn't get him out of his head, whether it's teasing him about his music taste, or trying to see the blush that creeps over his face, or making the dimple in his cheek make an appearance. * "I work at a record store, love. Music is literally my job, I have taste." "I dj and host at a radio station, love." Harry retorted, mocking Louis' accent as best he could. But he didn't do a very good job of it. "Music is literally my job." "That's a good thing then, you've got a face for radio." Louis' voice was dripping in sarcasm, a smirk plastered on the shorter boy's face. Harry's eyebrows knit together, glaring down at the boy. "Are you calling me ugly?" Harry rolled his eyes and started to walk out of the store. "Wait," Louis called. Harry stopped on his heels, expecting an apology. "What radio station do you work for?" He asked instead. "What's it matter, since I've got no taste?" * Or the one where Harry works at a radio station and Louis works at a record store so they bicker over music. It's teasing and it's cute. * The playlist for this fic is in my bio * #16 in larrystylinson

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