The Nanny || Tyga Love Story

By xxLuckyCharmedxx

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Nevaeh Morgan Parker is a 23 year old woman who doesn't live that good lifestyle. She never had a good backgr... More

The Nanny: Prologue
The Nanny: O2
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Author's Note/ Epilogue.
Sequel Time!

The Nanny: O1

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-Kobe in the MM

:Nevaeh M. Parker:

                The next day, 12:32pm

"Kobe!" I shouted from the kitchen

"Yes mwa'am?" He peeked from the corner

"What you, uh, wanna have for lunch?" I asked him

        It's now 12:32 in the afternoon. I wanted to cook something for Kobe before I even thought about myself. Kobe ran clumsly over to me. He jumped and jumped and I pick him up, sitting him on the island.

"Hot dogs and Spaget-ohs"

"Spagetti-O's?"

"I said that" He frowned, playing with the little toy train in his hand

        Laughing, I nodded as I walked around the kitchen. I was so lost, I couldn't really find the cabinet.

        This is gonna take a while...

        My ringtone, Meant To Be by TLC started to play- indicating it was my friend, Tati.

"Hey girl!" She chirped "Whatcha doin'?"

"Trynna find the cabinet" I frowned

        I reached into a little storage cabinet that was above the sink, trying to get some plates or pots. Being me at 5'2, plastic baby cups and measuring utensils came tumbling down. Some fell on me, and a huge measuring bowl fell on my head.

"Oh dear" I dropped my phone on the floor, taking this container off of my head "Is my head really that big?"

        Must've been the hair?

"Hello? Hello?" I heard Tati's voice

        I quickly picked up my phone from off the floor.

"Hi, my bad" I blushed bashfully, picking up the cups

"Did you drop things again?" She asked suspiciously

"Yeah" I said

        I heard a car door slam shut.

"Oh fittle sticks- he's back. Um, I gotta go. I don't think I can be on my phone and-"

"Kobe!" Tyga yelled

"Bye" I hung up on her

        I hurried and picked up the cups, but it seemed as if I was as slow as a snail. I saw all red Nike Air Force 1's appear in my sight. Looking up, I saw Tyga holding Kobe. I muttered something random under my breath and stood up.

"What the hell you did you do?" He questioned, glaring at me as he did so

"Um, I was uh.. Looking for the cabinet and-"

"Did you not see the 2 big doors over there?" He pointed to the white wooden doors with golden knobs "It's not that hard"

        I looked down, playing with my black jacket's sleeves.

"You must seem stupid. I guess I needa use Post-It notes for your dumbass" He retorted

"I'm sorry, I was just being-"

"Clumsy, I know" He scoffed

"Can you stop interupting me, please? I was just saying sorry" I frowned, rolling my eyes

"Maybe if you did your job right, you wouldn't be in this mess, huh?" He questioned, then a smirk crept on his face "And I would fire you, but you seem like a good pet to keep around"

        I scrunched my face up at him. Pet? What in the tarnation? And why is he smirking at me? I mentally told myself to snap out of it as I sighed heavily.

"You better start workin'" He urged

"Look, I'm not no servant, okay?"

"If you say so" His lips formed into a plump thin line

        I came here to take care of his child, maybe clean some parts of the house- not the entire place. I'm not the maid, I'm the nanny. I'm not a servant, I'm a babysitter. He better get it right.

        But why was I staring at his lips?

        Shrugging, I moved some of my curls out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. Nodding, I continued to pick up the cups.

        Tyga put Kobe down, and Kobe ran off.

"Can you help me?" I asked him politely

"Tuh, no" He scoffed

"Um, okay" I sighed

        After picking up the little drinking containers, I took out some pots. Some of them clanked loudly, making Tyga stare at me with a menacing glare. Shuddering, I took out two medium pots. I set one on the stove and filled another with water.

        I put the pot with the half filled water on the stove, putting it on the medium-high setting. Turning around, Tyga was blocking me. I went to step the other way, but he blocked me once more.

"Excuse me, Mr. Stevenson," I said "Can you please move?"

"Can you move?" He raised his eyebrow

        I rolled my eyes at him. Pushing past his slender body, I went to the cabinet and grabbed two cans of Spagetti-O's. I used the hand-held can opener, since it's better for me that way, making the top of the can open. Pouring the uncooked food into the pot with nothing in it, Tyga looked at me heavily.

"Why you staring at me like that?" I asked him

"Because you're stupid"

"How?" I frowned, setting the certain part of the stove on to medium-high for the kiddy pasta to cook

        Ha, kiddy pasta.

"You left the water on" He stated obviously, nodding his head towards the sink

        Why couldn't he do it himself if he saw my mistake, man? Oh well.

        Going to turn the faucet off, I had a little bit of trouble. My hands moved around furiously, trying to turn the water off. Apparently, it didn't work!

        Water sprayed out like a elephant's nose, water splashing on me and onto the floor. I slipped and fell, falling on my bum. Groaning, I saw Tyga laughing hysterically. He went and did a simple full turn on the golden knob, shutting off all water process being flowed through.

        How humiliating... In front of someone as sexy as him? Oh how embarrassing.

"Damn" He chortled loudly

        I sat there, looking at the brown wooden kitchen floor. I felt awkward and horrible. He kept laughing frantically and I soon tried to get up, but fell back on my bottom again.

"Ya know you gone have to clean this up, right?" He asked after he finished guffawing

"Yes, I know" I said softly

        I looked at my all black hightop Vans.

"Just don't sit on my furniture while you like that, aight?" He told me

"I know" I huffed

"Good"

        With that, he left the kitchen.

"Woah! A pool!" Kobe yelled, standing in front of the kitchen's doorway

"No, no, no-"

        He slid on his bottom, across the kitchen floor.

        His dad is going to kill me!

"Kobe!"

"Yes, Ms. Parker?" He giggled, splashing the little puddles of water

"Stop that, c'mon" I reached for him while sitting on the ground

        He grabbed my hand as we both carefully stood up.

"Wanna help me clean?" I asked him

        He smiled widely, running out the kitchen. He came back with a roll full of paper towels. He handed some to me and we started to dry off the floor.

        As we was drying off the floor, I carefully went to the ice-box and got out some hot dogs. I placed a few of them in the pot filled with water and boiled them.

"Look, daddy, I'm doing the caw-wash!" Kobe said with excitement

        I hurried and bent down to pick up some overused paper towels. Kobe kept cleaning in one spot.

"Kobe, try cleaning in another area" I smiled. He nodded, turning his body around on the floor, focusing on drying the spot he's doing now

        Groaning, I switched his damp paper towel with a dry one. He said "Thank you" and kept on cleaning.

"You just gone bend that ass over for me this long?" I heard Tyga say

        I sprung back up, turning to face him. My face started to get hot and I felt infurriated with myself. He must think I'm a showoff or something. But as all this rambling in my head was going on, Tyga licked his lips slowly.

"Um, I don't appreciate the way you're looking at me, Mr. Stevenson" I told him

"I'm looking at you like this because that ass is doing me wonders" His eyes darted to my behind

"Excuse me, but can you stop?" I asked him, hoping he'd know that I'm nowhere near comfortable

"Okay, Ms. Parker" He slightly chuckled, leaving the kitchen

                3:22pm

"Gosh, I'm exhausted!" I plopped my behind on the couch

        I was dried up and so was the kitchen. Kobe was eating still, watching Bubble Guppies. I had a hotdog and some Hot Cheetos. I was texting Tati, telling her I'd be at work around 8:30.

"Hey, do you think you can stay till 8:30?" Tyga asked me as he walked in the living room

"Uh, is 8 fine? I have to be at work around that time tonight" I said to him, shoving my phone into my pocket

"You needa stay till 8:30" He scowled at me

"How does a 30 minute time range effect you?" I lifted my eyebrow

"Look, just be here when I get back, aight? I needa do something" He snarled "Bye Kobe"

"Bye daddy" Kobe giggled, stuffing his mouth with Honey Nut Cheerios

        Tyga left the house once again...

                10:39pm

"Nevaeh, I'mma need you to serve the table with 4 boys over there" My manager, Lisa, said

        Nodding, I grabbed 4 menus and I make sure I had one of my pockets filled with straws. I walked over to the table and the butterflies got the best of me. Chris Brown, Jaqcuees, Usher, and August?

        Oh how wonderful... I mean, this is Matthatan, New York.

"Hi, welcome to iHop! My name is Nevaeh and I'll be your server for the evening" I passed out the menus and put the little cup holders in front of them "Can I start you guys off with some refreshments?"

"Uh, I would like some Lemonade" Chris grinned as he looked at me

"Alright, and for you?" I asked Jacquees

"Orange Juice" He licked his lips- which is always usual for him. I love his videos

"Sweet Tea" Usher smiled at me

"Water" August nodded at me

        I wrote down the rest of the drinks they wanted in my little notepad. I shoved that in one of my pockets.

"I'll be right back with those drinks" I gave them a bright smile, though I was very tired

        11:47pm

"I hope you enjoyed your food" I said to them, picking up their plates

"We did, thank you" Jacquees winked at me "I was wondering if we could hang out sometime"

        Smooth Operator- Kid's voice.

"Quees" Chris glanced at him

"Sorry" He mumbled

"Anyway, aren't you Tyga's new nanny?" Chris asked me as he got up from his spot

"Uh, yes I am" I nodded nervously

"You're so much beautiful in person" August complimented, making me blush

"Thank you" I replied

"You're welcome," August grinned "Here's your tip"

        100 bucks?!

"Um, this is a little to much um, here-"

"Keep it, you deserve it, baybeh" He touched my nose with his soft thumb "Have a goodnight"

"Thanks, you too"

        Soon they all left- making the entire restaurant empty.

"Oh my gawd! August touched you! HUG ME SISTA!" Tati screamed, jumping into my arms

"Woah there, chica" I giggled "It's not that big of a deal"

"What?! Are you serious right now?! Ooh, the things I would do him" She sighed, laying her head on my shoulder- letting me know that she was probably staring at him out the window "Just cuddle and kiss his precious cheeks and his 'A' tattoo"

"Okay, Ms. Sanders, can you please get off of me?" I laughed

"Sure thing"

        She got off of me and she pointed to my phone that just now lighted up.

Michael 'Tyga' - I need you to come back over here

Me - Why?

Michael 'Tyga' - Do you wanna keep this job?

Me - I'll be over there in a few

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What you guys think of Nevaeh and Michael? And what about lil Kobe?

Please comment/vote! I hope you guys will keep reading this book in the future... Love y'all as usual ♥

Y'all blow my mind,

-Lucky ☪

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