hey squad: so before yall read this i want to let you know that it sucks but enjoy. xx
"Bye mom love you!" I said and then quickly hurried out of the car. I walked in the building and went straight to my locker to grab my books and everything else I would need for the day. The bell rang and I swiftly went off to class. I had a pet peeve for being late. I took a seat at the front of the class like usual and waited for the professor to
come in. I didn't really have any friends so know one really knew that I existed and if they did they didn't care to acknwoledge me. As soon as I took out my books for ap trig the teacher walked in. "Good morning class" Mr. Miles said. Today we are going to be learning about identites and functions he a growl form the class. Unlike them I sort of liked
trig but I wasn't its greatest fan. Class went on quickly and in a blink of an eye it was the end of the day. I walked out and
noticed my moms grey car and got in. "Hi sweetie, how was your day?" I smiled and told her it was alright. It was silent for a few minutes which was much needed after a long day. "What do you want for dinner tonight?"she asked. "Nothing, remember I'm babysitting for the Styles tonight so I'll just make a quick snack, and besides im not hungry anyway." "Styles, is this a new family?" she asked. "Mom, I literally told you about this last week. Your losing it Cheryl" I jokingly said to her. She laughed along. "Yeah, him and his wife had some function to go to and they need me to watch their kids." Kids the only people who seemed to like me or think I was somewhat cool. "Oh what do they?" she asked. "Uhh I don't know but I know hes rich and owns some sort of company" I said. "Well he sounds awfully familiar, Im sure they'll love you, everbody does." I wished I thought to myself.
Harry's POV:
"Ok thank you, make sure everything is in order for next week" my wife Diane said. We've been married for 5 years and together for 8. We had 2 beautiful children. Twins actually, Olivia and Oscar. When we first started dating we were really in love. We began dating when we were 17. I loved her. She was my world. Love leads to sex and sex leads to kids. Yup kids. We were 19 when we had my babies. My family wasn't very estatic about 19 year old parents having kids when they were still kids themselves. Our relationship fell apart and we stopped talking. In a year or so diane and I had raised enough money to buy our own place together and get married. It wasn't that big of a wedding due to the fact that we werent speaking with our families. With being so young and having children we had my grandparents the only people who cared watch the kids while we were in school and college. We thought moving in together would be a smart idea but it caused a drift in our relationship. After about 2 years we were both unhappy and there was a
drift in our relationship. We hadn't had sex in years. Diane was lucky I was a faithful man and could take care of my sexual needs myself rather than cheating. I barely knew how I stayed alive for so long without. Any other man would have called me mad but I couldn't break up my family. At least not that way. We really only stayed together due to the kids. We wanted them to grow up knowing what it was like to have two parents "who were in love." After graduating college I interned at many differnt business and luckily having the last name Styles will get you very far. It didn't take long for me to start climbing the social ladder and eventually being able to open up a small business of my own which is now won of the richest companies in America.Who would have ever thought that working with stocks and helping run down business would get me so far. Even though I have all this fame and success, I'd genuinely have to say that my pride and joy are in my kids. Even though I was married to the woman I hate, it was worth it so they could know that they had a real family. "What time will the babysitter be here?" Diane asked. "7:30" I responded. She disgustedly looked at me and asked "How do you know shes not a murder?" Ughh for God's sake this woman never quite it. Everything I did she questioned and I think she hated me just as much as I hated her. "Zayn recommended her, and said his kids aboslulety adored her." You know if you were going to question me this much on the babysitter, you could have called and hired one yourself." "bitch"i thought to myself. Technically I didn't call myself, I had my assistant call but I wasn't going tell Diane that and give her that satisfaction that she could have been right. "I was just wondering Harry." i squirmed hearing my name roll off her tongue, she just disgusted the fuck out of me" Ughh whatever just be at the function at 8" she said and walked out. Tonight was annual Smith and Co. fundraiser which Diana happened to be the head of. She would be arriving around 7 to set up and i was to get ready and wait for the babysitter. I didn't necassarily despise going to these events but i would much rather spend time with my babies and I hated the fact that Diane and I have to pretend like we were happy.
I showered knowing that i wouldnt have time to do so figuring it would be late by the time I got home. Tonight I opted to wear a cute pink loose dress that stopped a little below my hips. I wanted to make a good impression and always wore this dress when I first met a family. I originally used to babysit for the Maliks, but he moved when his wife passed away from cancer. I was 16 when I babysat for him and even though that was a little over a year ago it seemed like yesterday. I
genuinely missed the whole family especially his two little boys Channing and Mac. Ever since I started babysitting which was about 5 years now, people said i had a way with kids and that I was an amazing babysitter. Of course the only people who said that though were elders and my mother because no one else knew I existed. I swiftly put on my white tennis shoes and applied makeup. To be honest I was very happy with my look and was somewhat confident. I guess you could say I was a natural beauty but that didn't get me to far with the boys. Well it didn't get me
anywhere at all. I've never really talked to any guys unless I was forced to work with one. Hell, ive never even been kissed. Sad right. Some would say but oddly enough i was alright with it. I didn't really crave attention from a boy but it sure would be nice sometimes to have someone other than your mother genuinely care about you. After applying my mascara and lip gloss I made my way downstairs. I seen my mom sitting at the coffee table watching tv. "Hey hun are you heading out already?" she asked. "Yeah you know I love to be on time" I giggled. "Well you look beautiful, even if it is to go babysit" she said and gave a smile after. "You know who would think that too?" she asked. I gave her my best confused look and said Who?" "Your uncle." My uncle, my dads brother stepped in and became a father figure to me and my mom once my dad left. He was an alcholic and would occasionally hit my mother until
our white tile floor was covered in red. I don't miss him though, hell, I dont even know if hes still alive. Hes an
asshole. For someone to want to touch or shatter the most beautiful woman in the world and call me slut and whore at age 9, I genuinly couldn't think of something or someone more evil. Luckily for me I didn't grow up believeing a word he said about me. The night he left, I swear to you I've never seen my mother so happy. We don't have much money, or family, or anything rich people have so thats why I so desperately wanted to work hard
so one day she could be happy and proud. As for my uncle, I think he had one of the greatest hearts around. Have you ever just met someone who is so full of life, and is so caring, and so kind. That was the kind of man be was. Someone so beautiful inside and out, you could only dream to be like them. At least I did. Sadly life isn't fair. 3 years ago he was killed driving to a store by a drunk driver. That was truly pain. My mother blames the death on herself really. That night she asked him to go and buy us some snacks due to the storm happening the next night and thats what he did. Sadly it ended up with him not returning to us. Thats life. Its fair because its unfair to all of us. It fucks us all. But at the same time I think we got more time with him then we actually deserved. A heart like his didn't deserve to even walk this cold cruel world. "Thanks mom." What time do you think you'll be back?" she asked. " Um im not sure his assistant called and said he had a fundraiser or something to go to." Assistant" my mother said in shock. "This guy must
be crazy rich to call and have an assistant book this." Hey, hey dont judge, maybe he was busy." She smiled and stood up and said "that's one thing I've always loved about you Liz. You will forever have the heart of your uncle." I blushed at her
comment. God she must have known how much i really wanted to be like him. See the good in others, the beauty in things, having a good conscious mind and soul, and being selfless. We hugged once more and I grabbed the keys and hopped into the car.
