Walker brothers

1.5: the time we babysat

"Going out with a guy you met a couple of days ago?" Layla gasps, sitting on the right side of my bed.

"Yeah," I nod.

"And she claims that she is developing feelings for this guy," my sister adds, and I just send her a glare.

"Do you guys want to go to Starbucks?" Sophia changes the topic which I'm thankful for.

As you can tell already, our whole world revolves around Starbucks. I glance at the clock on top of my bed, and I know that it's time for her coffee, so I agree.

***

We are in the car, and my sister is driving to Starbucks. The songs I never listen to are playing, and I am getting bored.

I jump at my phone ringing, and seeing the name of the caller makes me smile, my heart beats so fast just by seeing his name pop up on my phone.

"Hey, Adam," I say, placing my phone on my right ear. I can feel everyone's eyes but Sophia's on me, and I know they want to talk to him as well.

"Can I be honest?" He asks.

I furrow my eyebrows, "sure, you received one point."

"One point?"

"You want to be honest, so I'm giving you a point," I say, and I'm mentally laughing at how stupid I sound.

"Every time I want to be honest, I get a point?"

"Yeah," I nod as if he can see me.

"What do I win?"

"What do you want?" I ask.

"Another date," he replies.

I choke on my spit, looking at Layla weirdly.

"You want to take me on a date again?"

"Yep."

"Why?"

"Because I can't stop thinking about you."

And my heart stops beating, my hands are sweating.

I do not answer, I am still shocked.

"Daisy, are you there?"

My tongue is tied right now, and no words seem to get out of my open mouth. This is a first, I have never met someone who once told me that they can't stop thinking about me, it's not a big deal but it's the first time, and obviously; I am freaking out.

"Answer him," Lola whispers to me.

I shrug, I am seriously a loss of words. "Do you like chicken nuggets?"

I see my sisters and cousins face palming themselves, and I hear Adam laugh.

"Pretty much so," he responds, still laughing. "Are you planning on taking me out on a date?"

"More like friends hanging out," I immediately mute him and look at Sophia, sending her some 'help me' looks.

"Put it on speaker," Lola takes the phone out of my hand, and presses the speaker button.

"So, you just want to hang out as friends?"

Sophia shakes her head no, and so I say no.

"Then, are you up for another date?"

"Another date?" Lola mouths to me.

"Isn't it better to not expect a date? Like you said before, a date is always better when it's unplanned."

I high five myself for saying that, because all I feel now is nervousness.

"Right," he chuckles. "We are not planning for our second date?"

"You made the rules, Adam."

"I did not mean it like that, angel," he says. "I mean, so I can just pick you up whenever I please?" 

"If you want," I shrug, I turn the speaker off and place the phone on my ear. "After all, you're paying."

"And here comes the humorous Daisy, eh?"

"Might as well be humorous than mad," I smile.

"I'd love to see you mad one day."

"I don't really want you to see me mad," I chuckle.

"What makes you mad, angel?" He asks.

"Everything."

That is true, everything seems to piss me off, especially when I'm in a bad mood.

"That's interesting," he laughs. "Speaking of interesting, what interests you, angel?"

What interests me?

A question I don't have the answer to, because I'm quite plain and boring. I look out the window and see that we arrive at Starbucks, I tell Sophia my order as she drives into the drive through.

If I brainstorm for a second, I can say that my interests in life are really low, because I can't find any. "I'll ask you the same question tomorrow, and you better have a proper answer for it."

"What about you, Adam?" I turn the question to him, because why not?

"Honestly, I'm interested to know how this life works," he tells me. "Our moms give birth to us, and we are supposed to live with what god has given us? For example, god didn't give many people money or a proper life, so I want to know the trick."

Raising my eyebrows, I am actually surprised by what he said.

"How do people sleep, knowing that people are dying because they have no money? Whoever tells you money doesn't buy happiness, they're a mess, because in this world; everyone has to pay to live," he explains. "It sucks that everyone who has money is so selfish, D, I've given over seven million dollars to poor countries over the last three years, and honestly, it feels so good, I have no idea why rich people aren't giving as well."

"Because they don't have a kind heart like yours, Adam, they have this black, mean heart," I say. "I don't know if what you're saying is true, because it sounds unbelievable, but I wouldn't be surprised if you did, because Adam; you're the nicest man I've ever met."

"I cross my heart and I hope to die."

I smile slightly, his heart is too pure for this world.

***

After talking for the whole ride and back, he says he has to go calm his brother down. I sadly hang up, and look at my cousins and sisters who are strangely looking at me.

"What?" I furrow my eyebrows.

"How did you meet that guy? Can I have him? Or at least his brother?" Sophia starts dropping the questions, and I scrunch up my eyebrows. Last time I checked, Sophia is take by her boyfriend.

"What about Mike?"

"Got to keep my options open, didn't you say that he's a millionaire?" Sophia smirks.

I roll my eyes, "he's a billionaire, but go off."

"Look at our gold digger," Lola playfully punches my arm.

"Dude, I did not even know he's a billionaire until he took me on a rude on his Bugatti," I shrug, getting out of the car.

"He owns a Bugatti?" Layla's eyes widen. "What kind?"

"The-"

My mom interrupts me, "Daisy, come here."

I walk inside the house to see my cousins from my father's side, it feels like my two worlds colliding, because my dad's side of family don't get along with my mom's side of family. I look at my uncle who stands there with my kids, looking at me with a sad look on his face.

"Can you babysit them for a few hours? I'll pay you," he looks at me pleadingly, I look over at my three cousins. Ethan who is eleven years old, Logan who is six years old, and Kendall who is one year old.

"You guys are going to help me, right?" I look at my mom, hoping she agrees.

However, a frown replaces my hopeful look on my face when she shakes her head. "We are all going out, Daisy."

"So, you're leaving me with three kids under the age of eleven?" My eyes widen.

"When family needs you, you have to be there for them," she pats my shoulder. I send her a glare, and before I get to argue back, she walks out of the door with everyone else following her.

I furrow my eyebrows at my cousins, this is the first they ever leave me with three kids, and I know exactly why. They think I love kids, which I do, but taking care of them all alone?

This is weird, they never do that which makes me think they're up to something. Up to no good, but two can play this game. I pick my phone up and dial his number, and immediately place my phone on my ear.

"Missed me already?" His voice appears from the other side.

"Do you like kids?"

***

Knocking on my door, I run up to the door as fast as I can to open it. I open it to see Adam standing there with groceries in his hands. "Honey, I'm home!"

"Who's that?" A soft voice comes from behind me, and this voice belongs to my four year old cousin.

"That's my friend, Adam," I introduce Adam as I let him in. "Adam will help me to take care of you."

"I could've helped you," Ethan claims.

"Yet you say that, but end up playing fortnite all along," I glare at him. "Adam, come in."

"Why are you so mad today? You're usually so nice and allow us to do everything," Ethan frowns.

"Ethan, do you understand that my family betrayed for the hundredth time today? They did not even let me answer! They immediately assumed that I would be okay babysitting you three all alone as if I did it before! This is literally my first time ever ALONE with a one year old, how do they change her diapers? I don't know, but listen to me, if your parents want one more kid, run away."

I have no idea why I said that, but I am so furious that I can't even think, and to make things worse; I totally forget that Adam is here and listening to my every word.

However, instead of stopping; I keep going. "I am so done with our family treating me like I'm just some kid from the streets, I don't work for you."

"Angel, calm down," Adam places his hand on my shoulder. "This kid did nothing, come on now, tell me what's bothering you?"

"What's bothering me?" I turn to face him. "My family, all of them storm off when they saw these three kids, leaving ME alone with them, without even asking me if I want to or not, or if I have any other plans, they just assume that I'm free and always available for them, but look, whenever I need them, they're never there for me. NEVER. I had to deal with depression all by myself, because according to my mother, I was faking it. So, please don't ever tell me to calm down when I'm complaining about my family."

"Kid," Adam looks at Ethan. "Before you say something, you will be in this position yourself when you get older, you feel as if your family is against you, so do not judge her."

Ethan rolls his eyes, "whatever, I'm just going to play Fortnite."

Adam then looks at me, "I understand the way you're feeling, and I know that you're hurting from your family, but you can't take it out on a kid, always remember that."

"I... I know," I nod. "But I am so frustrated, I do not even know what to do! My mom laughed at my face right before walking out of the door, and it made me so mad."

"Your mom sounds like a nightmare," Adam bites his lip. "I know a thing or two about kids, so let's go play with them until we tire them out?"

I nod, "I really want them to sleep."

"Okay, where is the one year old baby you were talking about?" Adam raises a brow, offering his hand to me.

"Sleeping," I point up to the roof, meaning that she is asleep on my bed.

"What a great mother," he cups my cheek. "Let's play with the older kids, shall we?"

***

After playing fortnite for two hours, I hear Kendall cry upstairs. I run upstairs, walking into my bedroom and seeing her in my bed, same position I left her in but with a messy hair.

"Good morning," I chirp. "How did you sleep, babygirl?"

I carry her and walk downstairs, and I can see that she is starving, I give her to Adam but she starts crying. My eyes widen, I want to go to the kitchen and prepare something for her, that's when Ethan finally decide to help and take her from Adam.

As soon she catches Ethan, she stops crying and looks at Adam with a confused look on her face. I walk to the kitchen and hear footsteps behind me, I turn my head to see Adam. "Tired already?" 

"Not really," I shake my head. "But I guess now with Kendall, it's going to be so hard."

"She's a sweetheart," he chuckles.

"It's ironic," I mumble, getting the yogurt from the fridge.

"What's ironic?" He sits on the kitchen cabinet.

"You asked me earlier today about being mad and today you saw me so mad," I frown. I really do not want him to see me mad ever again, this is already embarrassing for me.

"We are all humans, angel," he says, looking around the kitchen. "We get mad when we're frustrated, or overwhelmed, or scared. That's what makes us humans."

"You're being so cheesy," I chop the strawberries and add them into the yogurt. "I wonder why."

He gets up and walks over to me, he grabs Kendall's spoon and washes it. "I'm just being me."

"And I like cheesy you, don't worry," I smile.

He smirks, "so you like me, eh?"

My eyes widen as my cheeks turn red, and I am loss at words so I just look at him with a shocked look on my face. He walks even closer to me, our noses touch and he just grins. I am so memorized by him, he is so handsome and great. However, all I feel like is pushing him away.

"Don't waste your time on me," I say, taking the bowl and making my way to the living room.

I sit next to Ethan who is holding Kendall, I take her from him and place her in front of me. I start to sing her baby shark with my ugly voice, and I can hear Adam's voice joining.

I feed her slowly, and she seems to love it which makes me happy. She starts dancing, and that makes Adam and I vibe with her.

Is it crazy that I'm losing control just by being near him? I am not scared to dance in front of him- worse, I am not scared to sing in front of him. I barely sing in front of anyone, I rarely sing to myself because I know I have the worst voice ever.

Speaking of my voice, I sound like a guy and I don't know why he still tolerates me. This kind of man doesn't spend time with me, because I'm what you call. An outcast.

Or worse, I am a nobody. I'm so insecure that i will hate myself even more than how I hate myself right now, if I let Adam into my life. I think it's better to push him away now than later when we're closer, because it'll be harder for me in the future if this goes somewhere.

I look at my phone and pretend as if I just received a message from my uncle, informing me that they're on the way. "My uncle is on the way, he's picking up his kids after like.. five minutes."

"How early!" Adam exclaims.

"So, it's okay if you want to leave," I shrug. "After all, I want them to think that I took care of three of them alone."

"Oh," he pouts. "Okay then, I'll leave now and I'll call you later tonight, okay?"

I know that he knows that something is off, because my facial expression is sending him the message. "I'll... make sure to call you first, so do not wait up."

Adam nods slowly, "take care or should I stay here for five more minutes until your uncle arrives?"

"No, no, it's fine! I can take it from here, thank you," I smile slightly at him, he walks closer to me and wraps his arms around my waist, he pulls me into a hug that made my heart shutter.

This will be our last hug. I can't control myself around him, and that's what I fear. One day, I will blurt out all my secrets that I have kept them all inside for ages. Telling him won't be a good idea, at all.

This is going by so fast, and I feel so tired and exhausted because of this. This doesn't feel good at all, I am not good enough, especially for a guy like Adam.

His smile just sends me to Mars, and I just don't think I deserve him. Even though I met him a couple of days ago, we bonded so quickly and coming to think about it; I don't think I'll ever bond with someone like Adam.

As I said before, Adam is one of a kind and he's so special to me in the small amount of time I have known him.

"Earth to Daisy?" He waves his hand in front of me, and I immediately shake my thoughts away. "Are you okay? Something seems off."

"No, I'm good," I fake a smile. "Let me walk you outside."

"Eager to get rid of me, are we now?" He smirks, looking into my eyes and I slowly get lost in them. "Daisy, stay with me."

"I'm here," I blink. "I'm here, but I'm just... you know... tired."

"Understandable," he nods, he hugs me one last time. "I'll see you later, okay?"

I nod, "see you."

That's when he gives me his back, and I hope to god that he doesn't turn around like some weird cliche movie. He makes his way to the car, and waves goodbye to me. I hear Kendall cry, so I close the door and run to the living room.

Logan is pulling on her hair, and she drops Ethan's apple juice all over the purple carpet. I almost want to cry if Ethan isn't here to help me clean up, but he stands up with a smug look on his face. "I bet you're thanking god that dad is coming?"

"Your dad isn't even close to home, I don't even know where he is, I just needed to get rid of Adam," I admit, wetting a tissue with my bottle of water.

"Why? Adam is super nice and cool," he frowns. "What do you not like about him? Because I love everything."

"Nothing, I like everything about him and that's what's making me scared," I look down. "And I cannot believe that I'm friendless and telling you all of this."

"I'm an eleven year old boy with a soul and feelings," he places his hand on his heart, his messy straight dark brown hair covering his eyes.

I chuckle, "well, I'm staying away from Adam as much as possible."

"Why?" He gasps. "Is he not treating you well? Is he toxic?"

I scrunch my eyebrows down, and look at my cousin. "You're eleven, how do you know what does toxic mean?"

"I'm eleven, not stupid," he rolls his eyes.

"And no," I shake my head. "He's so nice and perfect, I'm just not good enough for him."

"Why don't you open up to your friends, Daisy? Stop keeping it all inside, you'll explode one day," he stands up and picks the toys up from the floor. "Let him inside before you regret it, Daisy, he's too good to come back for you."

"Ethan, why are you talking as if you know how this life works? You're only eleven, focus on your studies and don't bother with my problems," I help him clean up the toys. "You wouldn't understand, now you hardly can the find the x."

Ethan stays quiet as he helps me clean up, and as soon as we are finished with everything, we lay down on our backs, breathing so hard. "If you want my opinion, Adam is a very nice person and it wouldn't hurt you if you let him in."

"I don't want to let him in, Ethan," I shake my head. "It's not that easy."

"Try, please," Ethan says. "Because you will lose someone and won't be able to bring him back."

I look at Ethan with wonder, how does he know how to talk like that? Does he watch too many romantic movies? Listen to romantic music? Does he have a girlfriend?

Unbelievable.

That's when a knock interrupts our thoughts, I hesitate to stand up because I am so tired, but I stand up with the help of Ethan. I walk to the door and open it, revealing my uncle and his wife.

His wife's eyes are red and puffy which made me wonder what's going on, I narrow my eyes at my uncle and walk closer. I whisper, "do you want your kids to see their mom cry?"

"We just found out that she's pregnant, this whole time we were in the hospital," my uncle claims. "I could never thank you enough, it was a short time notice, I really appreciate all the help you have given us."

"Daisy, you're an amazing cousin, they're very lucky to have you," his wife, Aaliyah, speaks. "How were they? Did they cause any trouble?"

"Not big ones I couldn't handle," I shake my head, letting them in. I am very shocked at the news, and now I feel bad about what I said earlier.

I am mad at my mother, not them. They just came in the wrong time, and they know I love my cousins and would love to do it all over again.

Hypocrite Daisy, but no really, I will do it all over again.

"I had so much fun with them," I grin. "I'd love to do it all over again, but next time make sure to give me a heads up, because today I wasn't prepared at all."

"It's better to be unprepared."

I shake the thought away, and call the kids. I walk over to pick Kendall up, even though she can walk. I give Aaliyah who gladly takes her and kisses all her face.

"I miss you," she says in a baby voice to Kendall. "We have something to tell you, and I know Daisy wants to know your reactions so, I'm just going to blurt it out! I'm pregnant!"

Ethan stares at his mom with wide eyes, and a frown forms on his face. "Again? Three isn't enough for you? I mean, come on!"

He stops for a while, then runs away.

He literally ran away.

My uncle rolls his eyes and yells for his name, then curses and swears if he doesn't come here and apologize, he will have to say goodbye to the PlayStation and McDonald's. Ethan walks over with his head lowering, then looks up at me.

"Too late," he huffs. "I don't want to have another baby!"

"Goodnight, Daisy! I'll pay you tomorrow when I see you again," my uncle says before holding Logan's hand and leading him to the car.

I just nod, waving goodbye to them. However, I pull Ethan's arm to stay for a bit. "Do not run away, forget what I said; be the best big brother ever, okay? Don't treat them all wrong, they all look up to you and will rely on you."

Ethan nods, "do not run away from Adam, forget what you thought; be the best friend ever, okay? Don't push him away, he might end up being your husband in the future, or maybe he's the door that you will open to find a better husband, or a better future."

That's a fifty year old soul living inside of an eleven year old's body.

I shuffle his hair as I wave goodbye to him, and as soon as they leave our driveway, I grab my phone and unlock it.

I press on Adam's name, then click on more; I look at the block contact button and hesitate for a moment. Should I block him out of my entire life or give him a try?

Because I am so lost right now, and I am so scared. So scared to let him in, because he might end up hating who I am, so I can't risk be hated on by another person.

And so, I block him.

Bye bye, Adam. 

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