Staying the Night

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Tessa's POV:

We get to my house and I'm kind of nervous for Hardin to meet my Mother. Before I open the door I look at Hardin.

"You sure you want to stay over tonight?" I ask him.

"Yes I do babe" he says and my stomach flutters when he calls me babe.

"Babe?" I giggle.

"Yes babe" he smiles leaning down giving me a kiss then we get interrupted by my Mom. Of course.

"Theresa your home" she says smiling.

"Yeah well Mom this is Hardin and Hardin this is my lovely Mother" I say sarcastically.

"Hello Hardin, you can call me Carol" she smiles fakely.

"Come and you's can take a seat on the couch so we can get to know you" Mom says, oh no this is going to get real awkward.

We go inside, sit on the couch and Hardin sits right next to me. I can feel the awkward tension in the air already.

"So Hardin I assume your in the same grade as Theresa?" She asks.

"Uhh yeah I am" he tells her.

"Oh are we British?" my Mom asks.

"Ahhh yeah I am" Hardin replies.

"Hardin I have a serious question to ask" my Mom says, well this shouldn't be good.

"Okay ask" he says.

"I want you to be very honest with me. Did you and Theresa have sex?" She asks.

"Oh my god Mom you have got to be kidd-" I get cut off.

"Theresa I was asking Hardin this. Did you's two do it?" She asks again.

"No we didn't. If me and Tess last that long, I think we are both planning on saving ourselves for each other on our wedding nights" he lies.

"Good" she says.

"So sleeping arrangements? Are we allowed to share my bed?" I ask.

"No way. Either one of you's can sleep on the floor with the blowup mattress" she tells us.

"Why we won't do anything" I tell her.

"No and your also keeping your door open at all times" my cruel Mother reminds us.

"Oh my god whatever" I say and take Hardin's hand and walk to my room.

"So this is my room" I show him.

"Does your Mum seriously not trust you that much?" he asks.

"Yep" I say.

"Like I try so hard for her, you know? And I know I'm not the perfect daughter. But she honestly doesn't see how hard I try for her" I tell him and I feel tears leaving my eyes.

"Hey it's okay" he says pulling me into a hug.

"Your perfect okay, always remember that. You are perfect the way you are" he tells me and kisses my head. I love the way he can calm me down.

"Am I though?" I say.

"I mean look at me before us I was a slut, I sleep with random guy at every party. Even though we just got together" I tell him.

"I hate that you have slept with a couple different guys" He says sadly.

"Well I hate that you've sleep with different girls. And that still makes me a fucking slut" I say with tears coming down my face.

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