THE BABYSITTER

Chapter 11

Picnic

Hazel

Sunday

I woke up feeling a lot better today. But soon,  all the scenes from the night of Darcy's birthday party replayed in my mind and my head hit the pillow. I laid in my bed for a few minutes thinking about it again. 

I needed a break. I needed to go out somewhere and breath in some fresh air to calm my mind.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty. Your breakfast's getting cold." Morgan came into my room. I put another pillow on my face. 

"You still sick?" She asked.

I removed the pillow from my face. "No. I'm feeling better now." I smiled at her.

"Honey, don't lie to me." She said knowing I was faking it.

"I'm physically feeling better, I'm not sick. I just... need a break." I said.

"Okay." She said and left the room. That's not what I meant.

"Oh, your breakfast's getting cold by the way." She poked her head in my room.

"Be there in a minute." I said and got up to get fresh.

As I was eating my breakfast I received a text message from Mr.Styles.

Mr.Styles: I've told this message to go to the sweetest person in the world and now you are reading it. Good morning.

I choked on my coffee. How cheesy.

"Is it your Mr.Styles?" Morgan asked. um excuse me? 'your'?

"How did you know that?" I asked.

"Look at your face. It's a tomato." She said and I realised that I was blushing deeply.

"Uh... yeah. It's just a good morning text." I said.

"iT's jUst a gOod mOrnIng tExT." She mimicked me and I laughed.

I texted him back.

*inserts laughing emoji* Good Morning. <3

Mr.Styles: How are you feeling now?

Better :)

Mr.Styles: So, what are you up to today? ;)

"Hey Morg. He's asking me what am I up to today?" I told Morgan.

"Tell him you are busy." She said.

"But I'm not doing anything." I said.

"Then don't ask me for help." She said.

"Okay, I'll just text him I'm busy." I said. 

I'm a bit busy today.

Mr.Styles: Oh.It's okay.

"He's saying 'it's okay'. I told Morgan. 

"Give me your phone." She said casually taking my phone from my hand.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Helping you." She said.

"In what?" I raised an eyebrow.