Eighteen

I ruined my life with you

UNEDITED BC I GOT 1% LEFT ALRIGHT

SOTC- American Beauty/ American Psycho • Fall Out Boy

Also tryin to tone down the cursing bc young readers okay.. maybe im the only one that doesnt like profanity in every other sentence but its my story so back off bish

"And what is that, Mother?"

She chuckled slightly, looking at me as if I were full of stupidity.

"Well, you're getting married," she said. "Where is that boy of yours?"

"Harry's my fiancé mom, not just some boy."

"Well, where is he?"

I opened my mouth up really wide, to call him downstairs.

"H-"

"You will not fetch him like that!"

I groaned, "Mother.."

"No, you will be a lady, and you will go upstairs and get him."

I rolled my eyes, sighing to myself. My mother scoffed, shaking her head as if what I was about to do would send me to hell. You don't go to hell for yelling, do you?

I was too lazy to go all the way upstairs.

"Ok, mother, just let me go to the restroom first," I said, standing up. I started walking away.

"Posture!" My mother quickly said as I was walking.

I sunk my shoulders lower, just to be a brat.

I walked to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I put the toilet cover down, sitting on top of it. I really didn't need to go to the bathroom, I just needed to text Harry to get downstairs.

Me- harollddd

My fiancé ;)- my name isnt harold

Me- it is to me

My fiancé- what do you need love?

Me- my mother wouldn't let me 'fetch' you the way i wanted to so just come downstairs

My fiancé- your laziness is really getting out of control

Me- i've got no control.

I stood up, flushing the toilet to act like I had actually gone to bathroom. Harry came downstairs while I walked out the bathroom. He wrapped his arm around my waist as we sat down side by side, next to my mother.

"You two really are too young to be getting married."

"Mother, you were sixteen when you were pregnant with me!"

"And I ruined my life with that."

I decided to ignore that snarky comment, I had heard it too many times.

"Why don't you wait until you're out of college?" She asked.

Harry looked at me. Oh no, he's actually thinking about it? I swear my mother is a witch.

"Mother, we haven't even talked about all that yet."

"It's actually not a bad idea.." Harry started, me giving him a death glare.

"Well that's all. Think about it," Mother said, standing up and walking towards the door.

"Will you be attending, mother?" I asked her.

"Of course not, dear."

"Then why do you even care?"

"Because I'm afraid you're making the worst mistake you could ever make," she shook her head to herself. She called out a quick goodbye before leaving.