The Babysitter

Chapter 23: Midnight swim

Chapter 23: (Aubrey's POV)- Midnight Swim

"What do you want Peter? What was so urgent that you had to show up here? At his house?" I rolled

my eyes before carrying the pizza boxes into the kitchen. I turned to face him to see him right behind

me instead of at the door as Xavier had ordered him to. "What are you-" Before I could voice my

question, he grabbed my waist, pulling me closer and smashing his lips onto mine.

I froze for a second, not being able to comprehend what the hell was going on before my senses kicked

in. I used all my strength and I pushed him off of me, making him stumble back and hit the coat hanger,

causing it to fall with a clash. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" I shouted. "Why would you do that?

Peter, it's over! You ended it!" I screamed, being a not so gentle reminder.

"And I regret it. Please, Aubrey, I want you back," he sighed while taking steps closer to me.

I backed up a little before replying. "Get out of here, Peter," I spoke in a low and angry voice. When he

didn't leave, I screamed. "Get the hell out!" I heard footsteps running down the stairs as we both turned

to see Xavier coming down.

"She said get out," Xavier spoke through gritted teeth.

"I'm not leaving until she-" Peter began to argue but Xavier marched right up to him, punching him

square in the jaw. "Get the fuck out of my house," Xavier spoke lowly. Peter and he had a stare-off,

Peter being the first to break and blink, walking out mumbling curses under his breath.

We stood in a deadly silence until he broke it. "I saw it," he spoke just above a whisper but I heard him

crystal clear. "Are you okay?" he asked while taking gentle steps towards me.

"I'm sorry," I whispered while looking up at him as he stopped taking steps when he stood in front of

me.

He shook his head while sighing before wrapping his arms around me, engulfing me into a warm hug.

"Still hungry?" he whispered after a moment of just standing there, hugging me.

I gently shook my head no, before hiding my face in his chest, wrapping my arms around his neck

tighter.

"If you hug me any tighter I'll lose the oxygen supply to my head," he chuckled.

I let out a laugh before letting go of him, blinking back whatever was left of the tears in my eyes. A tear

managed to escape still, damn that tear.

"Don't." He shook his head while speaking softly as he wiped the tear away with his thumb, the rest of

his fingers grazing my skin.

"I won't." I plastered a smile onto my lips only for him to look at me unconvinced.

He took a step closer, and softly kissed my cheek. "I have an idea," he whispered against my ear,

giving me chills.

I took a step back and looked at him curiously.

"When was the last time you went for a midnight swim?" he raised an eyebrow at me.

I scoffed before looking at him in disbelief. "You're saying that we got for a midnight swim? Even though

it's far from midnight?" I questioned in confusion.

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting. The sun's setting, close enough." He shrugged before grabbing my

hand, dragging me up to his room with him. He grabbed his trunks before turning to me.

"I take it you don't have a bathing suit with you," he spoke while thinking of a solution to this new

problem. "Well then, you're going and getting one." He turned me around, leading me down the stairs

and out the house, closing the door in my face.

Well then, I guess I have no choice. I got on my bike, rode as fast as I have in a while and swiftly got

off, entering my house and running straight into my room. I opened the drawers and grabbed the first

bathing suit I saw, a red full body one piece.

Good enough.

I ran down the stairs and out the door, riding back, cutting the ten-minute drive into a five minute one.

"That was fast," he spoke as he opened the door, shirtless and in his swim trunks.

"I took the short way." I shrugged.

He smiled. "I don't think you'll be taking the long way any time soon."

I laughed before heading up the stairs and into the guest room bathroom where I changed into my

bathing suit. I grabbed a towel and slung it over my arm before walking out to see him leaning on the

railing of the stairs. As I stepped out, he straightened up, checking me out shamelessly. I rolled my

eyes at his actions. "Are you done?" I asked with a huff.

His eyebrows furrowed.

"Checking me out," I prompted.

"No, not yet." He shook his head, completely zoned out. I blushed crimson before smacking his arm,

snapping him out of it. He chuckled before leading the way, with me following closely behind.

We got to the backyard and walked to the very back, where I was greeted by a twenty-five meter, six to

eight feet deep pool. How the hell did I miss that last time we were here?

"It's been covered this whole time since no one but me uses. Ace isn't here so I haven't been using it

much either. No parties, no get-togethers or hanging out thanks to this thing." He looked down at his

monitor before rolling his eyes and tossing the towel on one of the three beach-chairs.

"You must really hate that thing then," I stated while he got into the pool and I sat down on the edge,

dipping my legs in.

"No, I don't, because thanks to this, I got to know you." He grinned goofily while standing, his feet

touching the six feet deep side of the pool where we were.

"You're so goddamn cliche," I shook my head while laughing before throwing my hair up in a bun.

"Am I now?" he smirked before grabbing me by the ankles, pulling me right in, I managed to grab onto

his shoulders before my head was dunked into the water while gasping for air as I got chills which the

water and sudden proximity brought.

"I hate you," I shivered a little, my teeth chattering. Why is the water so cold?

"Let me turn the heating on," he laughed before stepping out of the pool and changing some setting at

the entrance of the backyard before running back and doing a cannonball. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Parker!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as he rose above the surface of the water. He swam up to

me, his hair sloppy and sticking to his forehead.

He had a grin dancing on his lips as he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his

chest. I pushed his hair back while laughing before wrapping my arms around his neck.

Everything is happening so fast between us and it just feels natural. Like I've known him forever, as

cliche as that sounds.

"Live a little, Carthy," he smirked before poking my stomach, tickling me and making me squeal.

I got his arms off of my waist and backed up against the wall behind me. Once that happened, I went

underwater, taking a push off the wall, going underwater, swimming against the floor of the pool, past

Xavier and to the other end of the pool.

I pushed off the floor, shooting up while gasping for air after swimming the twenty-five meters in one

breath. I looked over while brushing hair out of my face to see Xavier chuckling while slowly swimming

towards me.

I was backed up against the wall already and this was eight feet deep, so there's no way I'm getting

away now. "Where are you gonna swim to now?" he smirked while placing his arms on the wall, either

side of me.

"Nowhere. I guess I'm stuck," I spoke, taking short breaths while my chest rose up and down steadily.

"I guess you're stuck," he whispered before grabbing the back of my neck, pulling my lips to his, while

his grip tightened on my waist, pulling me closer if that was possible.

"You're gonna bring me to ruins." I breathed after pulling away, placing my hands against his chest.

"Why?" he whispered while looking me straight in the eyes.

"Cause you're the delinquent of this town." I laughed slightly, making him crack a small smile. "And it

only makes sense for you to hurt me." I shrugged ever so slightly, expecting the hurt.

"And you're the perfect girl next door, the hottest one I've ever seen."