A few moments passed when I remembered the lasagne disaster. I groaned and went to check it out. The lasagne had gone everywhere but I saw that Daniel was already cleaning it up. I watched as he wiped it up with paper towel, he had a bin next to him and threw out all the pieces he could pick up. When he was done he stood up and looked around before his eyes landed on me.

"Where's your mop bucket?"

I raised my eyebrows, I wasn't really sure how to react, I wasn't used to guys this age being so... mature. I figured he would've told me to clean my mess only for him to make one himself with food and pizza boxes.

"Hello?" He asked and when I blinked I realised he was standing right in front of me again. I stepped back from fright before pointing to the laundry next to the stair case.

"Sorry, it's in the laundry" I said before walking over to the door to show him. I realised now that he doesn't know where anything is. "Um, after you mop that up I can give you a tour so that you don't have to ask where everything is" I explained as I followed him back to my mess. I wanted to clean it myself but I also wanted to see him clean it, if he did it properly then he would take this whole "babysitting" thing properly and it would make it easier on me.

I watched as he mopped up the sauce and put everything back. I was honestly amazed and a little turned on by how responsible this guy was. I was so used to the guys that went to my school who acted like 5 year olds.

He stood in front of me and grinned, "ready for the tour now"

I eyed him suspiciously, mostly because he was making me feel things and I didn't like it. I nibbled on my bottom lip trying to push these feelings away. I led him to the laundry and showed him where everything was, broom, vacuum, mop etc and then led him to the downstairs bathroom. "I know that you'll be staying here for the next 2 weeks so this bathroom will be yours completely, I won't be in here at all, there's an upstairs one that belongs to me. Please try not to destroy this one" I gave him a pointed look and he raised his eyebrows.

I walked him over to the spare bedroom where Willow was supposed to be staying. "The bedroom was made up to be very feminine because I was expecting Willow so you'll have to put up with sleeping in a flowery bedspread with flowers everywhere" I opened the door to reveal a queen sized bed. There was an empty closet on the left and a window on the right.

I let him look around before leading him to the kitchen. I showed him where everything was. "You're welcome to anything in the house except..." I opened the fridge and pointed to the French cheesecake that mum had made for me, "for that, that's mine, don't touch my cake or I will have to fight you" I said looking dead into his eyes.

He smirked, "I'd like to see you try"

I glared at him, "don't touch my cake"

I held his stare until he looked away and I grinned with triumph. "Fine I won't touch your cake, let's continue the tour"

I closed the fridge and led him to the living room, "we have Netflix, which you are welcome to use, please don't put anything weird into my history though" I saw him grin which made me roll my eyes. "Alright, that's it"

"What about upstairs?" He asked looking at the stair case.

"You don't need to go up there, there's nothing up there for you to clean or do, it's just my room, my parents room, the study and the bathrooms, nothing of which you need to concern yourself with"

"Okay" he shrugged his shoulders before grabbing a duffel bag off the couch, "I'm going to go unpack and then I'll make us some lunch" he said before heading off to his room.

I realised then that I hadn't actually eaten and I was starving.

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