sweets || bryce hall

Your Mom (A "sweets" Short)

Basically Bryce put off telling Rory that his mom was coming to visit so he didn't freak her out.

This was completely unsuccessful.

Somewhere around September 2020 I'm not sure, just sometime when everything was okay.

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Rory POV

"Okay, Sweets, I know you're freaked out, but don't you think that this is just a little bit excessive?" Bryce follow as me into the kitchen as I dig through the various things under the sink, finding the cleaning spray. I grab a wash cloth and start wiping the counter down with that and the spray before saying,

"No! Bryce, what if she hates me!" I say, as I can feel my hands start to shake but I just ignore it, moving to the other side of the counter to clean it better.

"Sweets," He says,  but I ignore him, giving over to the counters on my walls, spraying and wiping on repeat, "Shes going to love you! Everything is going to be okay!" I shake my head, cleaning the front of the fridge off and jumping as high as I can to wipe off the top. I walk over to the cabinet and grab the window cleaner and run towards the living room that has a million tall windows. "You know that we have people who do this, right babe? Like you don't need to?"

"But, your mom doesnt. She probably expects me to do all of this! I'm the girl living with a bunch of boys!" I explain, as I drag a big stool thing over to the first widow, jumping in it to clean the top of the widow.

"You are never expected to clean up after us! That is not your job Sweets, come on, get down." I firmly ignore him as I get down to move my stool and hop back up to do the next window. "You cannot clean and ignore me forever. Plus," He pauses but I keep cleaning, "You don't know when she's getting here. I do." He smirks, and I stop, slowly looking down to glare at my boyfriend's proud, smirking face.

"Bryce..." I say slowly, the anger in my voice evident. He keeps his smirk right up until I leap on him, knocking us both down. He yelps from the impact since I'm on top of him as I continue "When is your mother getting here?"

"You don't need to know that Sweets, because she will love you no matter what! Just like me!" I glare at him before getting up and walking back to the kitchen to put away the cleaning stuff, grumbling under my breath the whole way.

"I'm going to get dressed," I glare towards him, pouting. He laughs, crossing the room in half the steps I did before pulling me into a hug. He pulls away, holding the sides of my face.

"She. Will. Love. You. You are an amazing young woman, kind, smart, drop dead gorgeous, sweet, and not to mention an amazing influence on me. Stop worrying okay?" He smiles and pecks my lips before letting go. I give him an anxious smile before running up the stairs.

I run into our room, digging through the shirts I have on hangers, finding the one I want before grabbing the rest of the outfit, some jeans, short nike socks, and a pair of light pink high tops.

Once I have it all on, I smile in the mirror to the side of the closet, satisfied. I leave my locket on, grabbing my normal hoop earrings off of the dresser, and then I move out to my vanity.

I quickly curl my long black hair and extensions, and then start on my makeup. I do thicker liner than usual but leave the eyeshadow a pretty natural nude.

I put on some of the Rare Beauty foundation, concealer, the coral liquid blush, some random bronzer and contour, and then powder everything. I put some liquid highlighter long from RB, and then a light pink coral ish lip to match my outfit. I smile at the result, before setting it.

I really do like makeup.

I stare at my reflection for a minute, conflicted.

Before I met Bryce, I was never told I was beautiful, or anything like that. Ever. So I never thought that. But now I hear it everyday, and I see it in my comments. Sure, I do get a lot of negativity it my comments. But I went into this knowing that I would. So hearing from Bryce so firmly that she'll like me doesn't add up in my brain. It's freaking me out.

I hear a knock on the door downstairs and my breath hitches in my throat. I take a forced, deep breath before shakily standing and walk out my door and down the stairs. As I get closer to the front entrance I can hear the joyful greeting between Bryce and his mom.

"Oh I missed you so much! How are you, are you eating enough?" I smile as I hear him being interrogated, briefly regretting that my own mother would never be this way if she saw me again.

I shake that thought away before walking in right as she says, "Now where is this girlfriend of yours, you've been hiding her for too long!" with a laugh. I can see the grin on both of their faces as I approach them, and once Bryce notices me, I see the sparkle in his eye when we meet eyes.

"Ma, this is-" He starts, moving to stand next to me but Ms. Hall pushes him out of the way before he can reach me, pulling me into a very tight hug. I squeak quietly, before hugging her back, smiling towards her as we pull away.

"Dear, it is go nice to meet you! Bryce just goes on and on about you, oh my gosh! It is absolutely time!" She laughs and I smile anxiously, speaking quietly in response as Bryce moves back to my side, inconspicuously slipping on arm around my waist,

"It's very nice to meet you as well Ms. Hall, I've heard a lot about you as well," I say politely, leaning into Bryce slightly. She shakes her head before saying,

"No, no, no Rory, I am Lisa. None of this 'Ms. Hall' nonsense, alright?" I nod my head immediately in apology before she continues, "Now. You both look so skinny! Come on, I'm gonna make you some food! To the kitchen, let's go!" She says with a warm smile walking past us towards the kitchen and clearly expecting us to follow. Bryce does, protesting that she just got here and I smile, happy to see my boyfriend so sweet with his mom.

Perfect. That's what he is.

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I love his mom, and I thought this would be cute. I wanted her to meet his mom and everything before her parents come into it anyway, I just never got around to it.

Thank you all for reading, love you guys!