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!

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13. Start of Everything New...Again

Alison's P.O.V.

I laid down in my hospital bed still feeling quite uncomfortable with 5 boys staring at me while crying. They weren't even helping me with getting back my memories and instead they just sat there and cried. I didn't know what I was feeling. Confused? Anger? Sadness? Pity? All of them.

"The doctor said we could leave today." Liam walked over to my bed and helped me get up. My feet felt numb against the floor since I haven't got up in a while and felt slightly weird walking. My arm and leg still hurt a bit but the surgery definitely helped. Liam helped me walk as we walked over to the hospital parking lot and I looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar car. I opened the backseat door and somehow ended up in the middle being squished by Louis and Harry. Niall also got into the car and the backseat couldn't hold 4 people so I ended up laying on their laps. Liam and Zayn sat in the front and laughed at their view. I just glared at them as Louis, Niall and Harry held me close and tight to them so I wouldn't fall when the car stopped. I mean I should be in the passenger's seat since I was the one who got hurt!

"Where are we going now?" I asked shifting uncomfortably.

"Home." The dark haired boy Zayn said. He seemed so quiet and mysterious. They were a weird and strange group of boys and I had no idea how I became friends with them!

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I got out of the car and looked at my house. I suddenly had a flashback.

"C'mon hurry up Lili!" I shouted as I walked on the path to my new home. We just moved to London from Wolverhampton and I was so excited.

I watched as my brother and my parents took the boxes from our moving truck. I ran over and carried a few boxes into our new house. It was a pretty big house and I got to have my own room! Our old house wasn't small, it was like a regular house with a master bedroom and another room. My parents didn't know they were having me so after I was borned I had to share my room with Liam. But since now I'm 7 they decided that we needed a new house and I helped choose this one.

I was happily carrying the boxes when I tripped over one of the steps. I looked at my bruise on my arm and leg and started to cry. They all rushed over to me and conforted me.

I smiled at the fact that I already had a flashback but embarrassed at what I did. I saw Harry waving his hands in my face. I hated when people do that! But I was too happy that I had a flashback and this was the start of everything new.

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