The Mischievous Shakespeare

Chapter 10: Meet the Parent

Author's Note:

Wheee! Chapter 10!! Hurrah hurrah!!! Enjoy this short one with Diana and I threw in some Hiddles POV just so you guys have a peek into the mysterious mind of Tom. Enjoy!!

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"Now, who is this fine lady over here… No wonder you've been awfully quiet lately son…"

Tom laughs as he pushes me in front, "Mum, meet Iris. The love of my life…"

Still feeling shy from the way I am portraying myself right now, I shyly wave, "Hello, Mrs Hiddleston. So sorry, did not meant to dress up like that… I…I…"

His mum smiles widely and leans forward to give me a hug, "Nice to meet you Iris! It's ok… I know young people like you guys tends to be abit more adventurous sometimes… It’s fine, it's fine. But please, Diana will do…"

Releasing the hug, she looks up at Tom as he leads her to the living room as I quickly run into the bedroom for a quick change and clean up.

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*TOM POV*

"Mum, why didn't you tell me that you're gonna come…!"

"My dear, I tried calling you a thousand times since yesterday night. I gave up and called Luke instead. He told me that you're at home… So I just pop in… I am not interrupting anything am I? Luke did not tell me about you having someone over"

"Oh Mum, no of course not! Luke does not know everything you know… What brings you here, mum"

She places her hand on mine, "A little bird told me that my son is dating. So I wanna ask him personally about it. To my surprise, she's here! Oh, it's a bonus! So excited to get to meet her… How long have you two been together? Is it serious"

"Umm… 4 months, close to 5. Never more serious than this mum. I love her… I'm sure you'll love her too!"

Right on cue, my bedroom door opens and out come my sweet angel, looking refreshed in my old t-shirt and her very own pair of jeans. Somehow, watching her dressed in my clothes turns me on. I couldn't help but smile distracting myself with other thoughts to keep my cool.

"Come here darling. My mum wants to speak to you…"

Her face immediately turns scarlet as she makes her way next to where I am sitting. I snake my arm around her hips and pulls her close. I need to smell her, to feel her next to me… I couldn't believe how addicted I am to her presence.

"So, what do you do for a living honey?" my mum asks.

"Umm…You can say that I'm a scientist… I do research on cancer for my university as a requirement to obtain my doctorate" she scratches her head. She does that very often when she is nervous. I find it cute. Even more when she blushes.