You Kill Me In A Good Way

Kellin Quinn is Lacy Holt's babysitter. He is 17 and she is thirteen. Kellin and Lacy hate each other but when Lacy's parents are away for two weeks, will their feelings change?


9. Meeting his mum

Kellin took me back to his house after our date. He said his mom wanted to meet me. He opened the door and I walked in. It was a nice house! I liked the blue color of the living room and how the couch was black. I heard footsteps from upstairs and felt little arms around my waist. I looked down and saw a little girl who looked to be about 10, "Hello there!" I said. 

"Hi I'm Kailey! Are you my big brother's girlfriend?" She asked sweetly. 

"Well yes I am!" Kellin scratched the back of his neck at the sight of her hugging me. She let go and sat  on the couch. 

"You're short!" She giggled. 

"Well I am only 13," I said. 

"Really?" I nodded. Kellin's mother came out. Damn she was beautiful! 

"Kailey, sweetheart that's enough questions for ,Lacy," she said walking over to me, "Hello I'm Lisa!" She said bringing me into a hug. I hugged her back and Kellin cleared his throat.

"Mom, I do have to bring her home before midnight," he said shyly. I looked at my phone. It was 10.  She realized the time and pulled us in the kitchen. 

"So, Kellin, did you do it?" 

"Yes mom I gave her the ring."

"Let me see it Lacy! He wouldn't let me before!" I looked at Kellin and gave him a what-the-hell look. I showed her the gold band and she gasped, "It's so beautiful Kellin! Where did you get the money for this?" 

"I spent my babysitting and gig money," he said. I looked at him and kissed his cheek. 

"I love you," I said. He smiled and pulled me into his arms. 

"I love you too Lacybear," he whispered. I heard a loud awe from his mom. I giggled and Kellin eskimo kissed me, "Mom I gotta take her home now..." 

"Okay! Bye Lacy!" She said as Kellin picked me up and carried me out to his car. He put me and drove off laughing. 

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