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Don't Treat Me Like A Kid

Chapter 1

**Layla Taylor's POV**
I hadn't talked with my mom about the whole 'babysitting' thing, but apparently it’s happening because this morning she said she found someone. Great.
The second I stepped into school Piper was by my side and I was explaining everything to her.
"So your seriously gonna have a babysitter?" She giggled
"Shut the fuck up. It’s not funny." I say in the friendliest way possible.
"I'm sorry. You know I love you." She smiles "Well who is your babysitter anyways?"
"She told me 'you’re going to be late. You’ll see when he gets here.'" I say trying to use her voice.
"So it’s a boy" She stated
"and that's all I know."

My 'babysitter' is supposed to get here in ten minutes and I'm absolutely dreading him getting here. I can't even believe my mother is doing this to me. Normal parents just take their kids phone away or ground them. Not get them a fucking babysitter. I'm probably fucking older then whoever is supposed to be watching me. How did she even find out about me leave like what the hell?
There was a ring at the door and my mom was there to open in seconds.
"This is Harry, your babysitter; I'm leaving for work now. Bye." She said before walking out of the house.
I look up from my phone. Oh no fucking way. You have got to be kidding me! My jaw dropped. Out of our whole damn town I get stuck with Harry Fucking Styles.
"Well, are you gonna give me a tour?" He says smirking.
After just staring at him with shock for about a minute he gave up with the tour thing and sat down next to me on the couch.
"Why are you even here," I said.
"I'm babysitting you obviously" He said as he brushed his curls to the side
"Something tells me this isn't a job you would usually take." I said staring up at him.
"Maybe it’s not." He said moving a little bit too close to me. His hand landed on my upper thigh and I quickly brushed it off.
"You're gonna have to try a little bit hard then that." I said standing up.
"Challenge Accepted." He said a little bit too cocky.
"Well good luck." I smirked turning to walk out of the room.
I heard him stand up and suddenly I was frozen. He brought his mouth to my ear and I could feel his lips graze my neck. "I'll have you begging by the end of the night."
How I am even meant to respond to that? I bit down on the inside of my cheek. Okay, calm down he’s just trying to intimidate you, I told myself trying to come up with something to say.
Finally I turn around so we were face to face. “Now I don’t think my mom would approve of hooking up with my ‘babysitter’ so I’m gonna have to pass on that,” I said in somewhat of a bitchy tone better pulling up a stiff smile with it.
“That’s cute,” He said with a slight eye roll.
“Oh is little Harry mad cause a girl said no to him,” I smiled.
“Its Mr. Styles to you,” he scuffed.
Does he seriously think I’m going to call him that? “Ha.”
“I’m not joking, as your babysitter I except respect,” He said with a half smile on his face.
Looking up into his eyes I’m just realizing how green they are. I’m not going to lie I find Harry attractive but right now I need to ignore that. “Whatever, I’m done with this conversation.” I turned out of the room and hurried upstairs to my room and shutting the door behind me. I would have locked it but my mom took off the lock; I don’t even remember why. I sat down, leaning against my door before pulling out my phone and calling Piper.
“Hello,” Piper voice came through my phone slightly muffled.
“You won’t believe who’s in my living room right now.”
“Who?” she pushed.
“Harry,” I responded,
“Styles?”
“Yeah,” I said with an almost annoyed tone.
“Oh my fucking gosh,” she said leaving a space between every word, “You’re kidding.”
“Not even, and let my just tell you how our first conversation went.”
After explain the conversation practically word for word she freaked out. I heard my dog start barking down stairs. “Shit- I have to go, text me.” I said quickly as I ran out of my room and down stairs into the room where meeko, one of my dogs, stays. Yes, we have a room just for our dogs but with three dogs and an extra room why not.
Harry was stiff in the doorway and meeko, my German shepherd, was a few feet away bark.
“Its okay, Meeko,” I said in a sweet voice petting his head and he stopped barking and sat down. “Harry’s a friend, go say hi.”Meeko walked over to Harry sniff him and Harry was still motionless with him jaw clenched. “What? Are you afraid of dogs?” I laughed.
“No,” He said brushing off the question and crossing his arms. Meeko wondered back to the other side of the room where his dog bed is and laid down.
It was obvious that he was lying, but I can take advantage of this. “Well since you’re not afraid you should meet the other two.”
“Uh, okay,” He said with wide eyes.
I went down the hall opening the back door and calling them in. “This is axel,” I said pointing to my Rottweiler, “and this is Bruno,” I said petting the Husky that was sitting by my side.
My mom use to be a dog trainer so every one of our dogs was perfectly trained but they all are very intimidating breeds. The only reason Meeko even barked was because he’s never met Harry before. I looked up at Harry who was frozen with Axel and Bruno sniffing him. I almost felt bad for Harry who was obviously trying to act tough but was failing.
“Okay, Axel, Bruno, go.” I pointed to their room.
They wondered in and I shut the door behind them. “They’re cute,” Harry said finally relaxing.
I couldn’t help a laugh. “You were terrified.”
“Oh shut up, any sane person would be afraid of them,” He huffed.
“Well maybe you shouldn’t have gone into the dog’s room,” I laughed.
“Well maybe you should have given me the tour I asked for,” he pushed back.
“Fine,” I lead him down the hall “well that was the dog’s room, this is my step dads office,” I said pointing to a closed door, “This is the bathroom, this is my mom’s office, that’s the stairs to the basement which has the laundry room, workout room, and second living room,” I listed out the doors we passed until we entered into the large, open living room attached to the kitchen and dining room. I pointed those out as I crossed the living room to the staircase. “Okay this is my parent’s room,” I tapped the closed door. “This is my brother’s who is in college so I never here room, that’s just a closet and this is my little sister’s, who is at our aunt’s house for the night, room.”
“How old is she?” Harry asked.
“Eight.” I answered. “This is the bathroom, this is the guest room that you’ll stay in,” I opened the door so he could see in. Across from the guest room was an open room with no door, “That’s the game room, this is another bathroom and this is my room,” I pointed to the door at the very end of the hall.
“Oh your bedroom,” He raised and dropped his eyebrows.
I let out a small laugh. “And my room is off limits to you.”
“Now I’m pretty sure I’m the one who’s in charge here,” he said with a half smile, cocking his head to the side.
“Fuck you,” I said
He laughed “It’s very inappropriate to be flirting with your babysitter, Layla.” and I just rolled my eyes.