My Baby-sitter Niall Horan

Alison Payne is too careless and fragile. While her older brother Liam Payne goes on a 17 days field trip to America, he hired Alison a babysitter even though she is 17 years old!!!!! It turns out the babysitter is a cute blonde and Irish 18 year old boy named Niall Horan. Will he just be Alison's babysitter or more? What's gonna happen? Is everything going to be the same? Who will get hurt? Who will get jealous? Read to find out!


8. No Phone

Sorry for not updating for what seems like forever and I decided to write this today since I'm free. I can't promise you when the next chapter will be up but it will be up soon. :) x 

Niall's P.O.V.

Alison fell in my arms and I carried her back home. I didn't expect her at the club and out of nowhere, she leaned in and kissed me on the LIPS. But Louis had to come and ruin our moment. I guess Alison was drunk and she didn't know it was me, if she did she wouldn't have even dance next to me. I just put her in bed and I'm now lying on my bed thinking what will happen on Monday. I sighed and drifted to sleep.

*Next morning*

I woke up the next morning with a hungover. I went to the kitchen and got some pills from the cabinet. I took 2 cups cause I'm sure Alison would need some pills too. I poured some water into the cup and silently opened her door. I tip toed to her desk and put the cup and the pills there. I was about to leave when I heard her saying something.

"Morning." She said half asleep still. She fluttered her eyes open and rubbed it.

"I thought you were asleep." I said.

"You're as loud as a elephant stomping or maybe louder." She giggled and sat straight on her bed. She took the water and swallowed down some pills.

"Hey!!!!" I half yelled, making sure not too loud.

"Hey." She answered making me glare at her. She laughed and pushed me out of her room.

Alison's P.O.V.

After I pushed Niall out of my room, I began to have a flashback of whatever happened last night. The only thing I remembered was taking shots and dancing with a blonde. I didn't even get his name cause Louis had to ruin it. Apparently, Louis and I hated him? Well I'm sure Louis does. I looked for my phone in my purse and I found a little note. What is that? I asked myself. I unfolded the note and saw someone's phone number. It was written in a messy handwriting but I think it said call me babe ;). I looked closely at the number and it looked familiar.

I fished for my phone in the purse but I just couldn't find it. I decided to take everything out and there were no phone. I went to the living room and used the home phone to call my phone. It was probably somewhere in the house. I dialed my phone number and no sound. No sound coming from the house. Shit, what if I left it at the club or dropped it. I didn't have a passcode, ugh why didn't I make one. That's when I remembered, I turned off my phone. Stupid me!!!! UGH! Now, how am I gonna find it?!?!?! Now what's he gonna think of me? Just some slut? Ugh

Niall's P.O.V.

Clearly she didn't know it was me and neither did she know I was at the club last night. I was going back to sleep when something light up. It was muted but I'm holding my phone. Who's phone was that?......


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