The Nanny
Chapter 2: It Was For Me
The head of the gate security asked. I always found it funny that we only had security for the main entrance to the mansion but no where else.
"Yeah of course." I put the phone down and picked up Alek. I took him to the front door and placed him down beside me. As the limo pulled up i opened the door and smiled. My mom always taught me that the best way to greet someone was with a smile. The driver got out and went to the trunk to take out the suitcases , he handed it to who i assumed to be Harry. I took this as the opportunity to examine his figure while he wasn't looking. The guy was nothing like Chandler. He had an endless amount of tattoos and a few piercings. His jeans were black and ripped and he had a long sleeved white shirt on. His hair was curly and, well, pretty ruffled.
He thanked the driver and started to walk up to the steps, my smile had faded by then. He stopped as he came face to face with me, "please tell me you're not related to me" he said . I couldnt read his facial expression
"No, i'm Zoe, the nanny." I said as i reached my hand out to greet him
He ignored my hand "How old are you"
"22" i said, a bit embarrassed that he ignored my gesture
Harry laughed rudely at my reply, "22 and a nanny?," he said as he pushed by me, "living the life you are." His sarcasm was irritating me and hes only been here 5 minutes.
"Wheres my room." He said as he looked around the house.
I held in my anger and tried to make my voice sound gentle, "before i show you to your room i think you should meet your little brother."
Its like i hit a switch or something, the minute i said little brother Harry instantly turned around and looked at my side. He hadn't noticed Alek before when he was being rude. Not a lot of people realize his presence mainly because he's so shy and quiet. Alek peered at Harry from behind me, he clutched onto my leg.
Harry crouched down, sticking his hand out to greet Alek. Why couldn't he have been this nice to me?
Alek looked up at me and i encouraged him to shake Harrys hand.
"Hi, i'm Harry, what's your name." He smiled. I didnt notice his dimples before.
"I'm Alek" he blushed
"Nice to meet you Alek, i'm your new brother"
All of a sudden Alek ran and jumped on Harry, wrapping his hands around his neck to hug him.
Harry almost fell over, neither one of us expected that. I saw harry smile, and it actually looked genuine, which made me smile too.
I patted Alek's head, "alright, lets give Harry some space. We need to show him to his room."
Alek pulled away slowly and grabbed a hold of my arm. Harry stood back up and grabbed his luggage, i offered to help but he refused. I walked him up the stairs and showed him Chandlers old room.
"This is the second biggest room in the house, so consider yourself lucky." I said as i opened the door.
Harry set his bags on the bed and looked around.
"My rooms next door, with the superman sticker!" Alek cheered, his lisp was so cute
Harry smiled again as he turned to look out the window.
I picked Alek up and carried him out, closing the door on our way.
It was currently 9pm and Alek was tucked in bed, probably in deep dream by now. I was in the kitchen making myself something to eat. I spend all my time focused on Alek when hes home, and sometimes i forget to eat during the day.
Ever since this morning Harry hadn't bothered leaving his room. He seemed like an asshole to me.
I took a bite of the sliced italian bread when i heard someone behind me.
"Bread? Thats all your eating? Bread" harry laughed. I felt like punching him in the throat and getting this all over with already.
Instead i stuck up my middle finger at him , "i'm waiting for the microwave to finish"
He walked to the fridge and started moving stuff around. "Do you guys have any real food"
The fridge was fully stocked, but it was all ingredients. I always made the food fresh, and i only ever had to cook for Alek and myself. Chandler and his parents were never here for breakfast,lunch, or dinner.
I sighed as i picked up the phone, i knew he was referring to junk food "ill order pizza"
He closed the fridge "much better"
He walked over and took the seat next to me, leaning on his arm and staring while i ate the bread.
I gave him a questioning look when i heard someone pick up on the other line. "Cheese" harry said while still staring at me. I ordered him the pizza and hung up. I then grabbed the bread slice and continued eating it. I looked over and Harry was still staring blankly at me,
"Yes im eating bread" i basically yelled as i got up to go to the microwave.
I reached in to grab the plate of left over chicken but quickly pulled away when i realized it was hot. I was hoping Harry didnt notice but im pretty sure he did because i heard him laughing.
I reached in again and took it out, placing it on the table. I walked over to the drawer next to the oven where we kept the utensils. "Do you want some?" I offered harry, i know he was rude but i was going to try and be nice. i kept looking through the drawer for a specific fork i always ate with. It had a small indent in the hand so i always knew which one it was. I dont know why but i had to eat with it, it was like a bad habit. As i kept looking through the mixture of forks and spoons i realized harry didnt reply to my offer of sharing food, i asked him again but louder "do you want some?"
"Sure" i felt his hot breath against my ear as he wrapped his hands around my waist. I flinched. I didn't want him touching me. I took in a deep breath and gritted my teeth. I was mad at myself for not noticing he was behind me. "Do i get you now or later" he smirked. I then felt him kiss the bare skin on my neck. I immediately pushed him off and created a good distance between us. My breathing had quickened and i was infuriated. I had a fork in my hand, pointed threateningly at him. I wished it was a knife but when he snuck up on me it was already in my grasp. He laughed at me , "don't hurt me" he jokingly said as he put his arms up in defense and smiled widely.
I released the breath i was holding in and put my hand down next to my side. I walked over to my plate and started eating. I wasn't in the mood for his crap. He walked back to his seat, still laughing, "aw come on. Don't get mad. I noticed you were scared of me and i thought i'd have some fun with it" his laughs didn't stop
"That wasn't fun" i said as i took another bite. The annoyance was clear in my tone. I preferred not to be touched, especially by strangers.
He walked over and took a piece of my bread "It was for me"
"Yeah of course." I put the phone down and picked up Alek. I took him to the front door and placed him down beside me. As the limo pulled up i opened the door and smiled. My mom always taught me that the best way to greet someone was with a smile. The driver got out and went to the trunk to take out the suitcases , he handed it to who i assumed to be Harry. I took this as the opportunity to examine his figure while he wasn't looking. The guy was nothing like Chandler. He had an endless amount of tattoos and a few piercings. His jeans were black and ripped and he had a long sleeved white shirt on. His hair was curly and, well, pretty ruffled.
He thanked the driver and started to walk up to the steps, my smile had faded by then. He stopped as he came face to face with me, "please tell me you're not related to me" he said . I couldnt read his facial expression
"No, i'm Zoe, the nanny." I said as i reached my hand out to greet him
He ignored my hand "How old are you"
"22" i said, a bit embarrassed that he ignored my gesture
Harry laughed rudely at my reply, "22 and a nanny?," he said as he pushed by me, "living the life you are." His sarcasm was irritating me and hes only been here 5 minutes.
"Wheres my room." He said as he looked around the house.
I held in my anger and tried to make my voice sound gentle, "before i show you to your room i think you should meet your little brother."
Its like i hit a switch or something, the minute i said little brother Harry instantly turned around and looked at my side. He hadn't noticed Alek before when he was being rude. Not a lot of people realize his presence mainly because he's so shy and quiet. Alek peered at Harry from behind me, he clutched onto my leg.
Harry crouched down, sticking his hand out to greet Alek. Why couldn't he have been this nice to me?
Alek looked up at me and i encouraged him to shake Harrys hand.
"Hi, i'm Harry, what's your name." He smiled. I didnt notice his dimples before.
"I'm Alek" he blushed
"Nice to meet you Alek, i'm your new brother"
All of a sudden Alek ran and jumped on Harry, wrapping his hands around his neck to hug him.
Harry almost fell over, neither one of us expected that. I saw harry smile, and it actually looked genuine, which made me smile too.
I patted Alek's head, "alright, lets give Harry some space. We need to show him to his room."
Alek pulled away slowly and grabbed a hold of my arm. Harry stood back up and grabbed his luggage, i offered to help but he refused. I walked him up the stairs and showed him Chandlers old room.
"This is the second biggest room in the house, so consider yourself lucky." I said as i opened the door.
Harry set his bags on the bed and looked around.
"My rooms next door, with the superman sticker!" Alek cheered, his lisp was so cute
Harry smiled again as he turned to look out the window.
I picked Alek up and carried him out, closing the door on our way.
It was currently 9pm and Alek was tucked in bed, probably in deep dream by now. I was in the kitchen making myself something to eat. I spend all my time focused on Alek when hes home, and sometimes i forget to eat during the day.
Ever since this morning Harry hadn't bothered leaving his room. He seemed like an asshole to me.
I took a bite of the sliced italian bread when i heard someone behind me.
"Bread? Thats all your eating? Bread" harry laughed. I felt like punching him in the throat and getting this all over with already.
Instead i stuck up my middle finger at him , "i'm waiting for the microwave to finish"
He walked to the fridge and started moving stuff around. "Do you guys have any real food"
The fridge was fully stocked, but it was all ingredients. I always made the food fresh, and i only ever had to cook for Alek and myself. Chandler and his parents were never here for breakfast,lunch, or dinner.
I sighed as i picked up the phone, i knew he was referring to junk food "ill order pizza"
He closed the fridge "much better"
He walked over and took the seat next to me, leaning on his arm and staring while i ate the bread.
I gave him a questioning look when i heard someone pick up on the other line. "Cheese" harry said while still staring at me. I ordered him the pizza and hung up. I then grabbed the bread slice and continued eating it. I looked over and Harry was still staring blankly at me,
"Yes im eating bread" i basically yelled as i got up to go to the microwave.
I reached in to grab the plate of left over chicken but quickly pulled away when i realized it was hot. I was hoping Harry didnt notice but im pretty sure he did because i heard him laughing.
I reached in again and took it out, placing it on the table. I walked over to the drawer next to the oven where we kept the utensils. "Do you want some?" I offered harry, i know he was rude but i was going to try and be nice. i kept looking through the drawer for a specific fork i always ate with. It had a small indent in the hand so i always knew which one it was. I dont know why but i had to eat with it, it was like a bad habit. As i kept looking through the mixture of forks and spoons i realized harry didnt reply to my offer of sharing food, i asked him again but louder "do you want some?"
"Sure" i felt his hot breath against my ear as he wrapped his hands around my waist. I flinched. I didn't want him touching me. I took in a deep breath and gritted my teeth. I was mad at myself for not noticing he was behind me. "Do i get you now or later" he smirked. I then felt him kiss the bare skin on my neck. I immediately pushed him off and created a good distance between us. My breathing had quickened and i was infuriated. I had a fork in my hand, pointed threateningly at him. I wished it was a knife but when he snuck up on me it was already in my grasp. He laughed at me , "don't hurt me" he jokingly said as he put his arms up in defense and smiled widely.
I released the breath i was holding in and put my hand down next to my side. I walked over to my plate and started eating. I wasn't in the mood for his crap. He walked back to his seat, still laughing, "aw come on. Don't get mad. I noticed you were scared of me and i thought i'd have some fun with it" his laughs didn't stop
"That wasn't fun" i said as i took another bite. The annoyance was clear in my tone. I preferred not to be touched, especially by strangers.
He walked over and took a piece of my bread "It was for me"
This story is addicting!!!! Can't wait for another chapter :)!
12/9/13