The Babysitter

Chapter 6: (Xavier's POV)- Babe?

"Honey wake up! Aubrey's gonna be here any second!" my mom called from downstairs.

I rolled out of bed and quickly brushed my teeth and got dressed. I was pulling my phone off charge at my desk while I saw Aubrey riding into my driveway.

She had earphones plugged in and was lip-syncing and bobbing her head to whatever song she was listening to. She hopped off the bike before it even stopped and rested it against my mailbox like yesterday. She grabbed her keys, and phone from the basket at the front and spun in circles while dancing, the music probably blasting in her ears.

I laughed to myself before opening my window and screaming out, "Babysitter! Hey!"

She abruptly stopped, tripping over her own feet before plucking her earphones out and looking around in confusion.

"Up here!" I waved.

She looked up, her face scrunching up adorably at the brightness of the sun.

What the hell is wrong with me? Xavier, snap out of it!

"What?" she shouted in confusion. She suddenly seemed snappy, in a sour mood almost.

"Why so snappy and sour?" I questioned in confusion.

She was just happily dancing in her merry-go-round. "You interrupted my favorite song!" she yelled before ignoring me and stomping up to my front door.

I laughed before sliding down the railing to open the door for her. I opened the door, leaning against it with a grin on my face.

"Incoming," she warned before storming in and hiding behind the door.

I looked at her in confusion as a Mercedes pulled into my driveway. The door swung open to reveal the last person I wanted to see.

Kylie Lopez. The psychotic, sociopathic bitch. My ex-girlfriend, if I can even call her that. It was a one-night stand almost ten months ago and ever since then, she's stuck to me like a goddamn leech. She's supposed to be in Australia for the whole summer what the hell is she doing here?

"Kylie?" I questioned in confusion while she ran out of her car, straight up to me. She tried to hug me but I made sure to stick my arm out and tell her to keep her distance.

"Babe!" she whined.

my brows furrowing. "We broke up, Kylie. Why are you here?" I pressed further.

in!" she tried walking in

head. "You need to leave. Now. I don't wanna see you. You're not my girlfriend, got it?" I

she spoke, venom dripping from her words.

hell is wrong with this

I know there's someone else! There has to be! Why else?" She barged right into my house.

the first time she's just showed up like this. Doesn't

whole summer and I wanted to see you." She

to god I'm about to lose it. "When's your flight?"

she used that disgusting nickname she had kept

myself. "When's your fucking flight?"

looking around to see Aubrey peering from behind the kitchen counter, holding in a laugh while amusement danced

done." I held the

screaming, "Fine! I don't need you anyway! I'll find someone else. Someone so much better! Fuck you

as she got in which

and sped right

off. "I came to visit babe! I love you, babe!

was and just adored her while she laughed. Until reality kicked

funny huh?" I

leaned her back against the

her top to bottom, checking her out shamelessly. She was wearing simple black leggings with a white v-neck and some white vans. Her hair

picked her up, placing

if you don't stop laughing," I spoke

to mine. "I'm trembling in fear. Who on earth

weight on either of my hands which rested beside her

her eyes again before having them go back to normal. "Why are we having a staring contest?" she whispered in

gorgeous," I whispered under my breath. It just slipped out,

shock graced her expression while a blush crept upon her cheeks. "Why would you say that?" she spoke, her voice