Love is the Question?

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London? Did Dustin's mum really just say London. She looks so pale. Everyone we knew often said London and I look alike. But how did Dustin's mum know London? I recognise her from somewhere. Deciding that telling her my name is Clover is my brightest idea yet.
"No sorry, London was my sister. I'm Clover." I say. But I still wonder, how?
"I'm very sorry. Dustin get dressed. It might be a good idea If you do to darling." she says. "Oh and breakfast is made and waiting on the table." she says awkwardly walking out of Dustin's room.
"Dustin, why did your mum call me London?" I ask scared for his reply.
"Umm, she didn't she wants us to go to London for the holidays. She told me that she would talk to me about it today." he says.
"Why was she so pale?" I ask.
"Because Clo I don't think she expected to see a girl in my room." I smile.
"Wait you mean, I'm you first?" I ask.
He nods.
"I love you." he whispers in my ear. I shiver and kiss him.
"Me too. To you." I say I'm such an idiot. I silently scold my self.
"We had better get dressed." he says getting out of bed. I sigh.
"If we have to." I say putting my clothes on. Dustin stops me.
"Wear my shirt." he says. "You will look cute in it." he says handing me his Elwood tank top.
"Thanks," I say.
"Anything for you my dear." he says and we walk down stairs.

Dustin's mum has made blueberry pancakes. I take a seat at the table and Dustin sits next to me squeezing my thigh. I shiver. Josh sits across from Dustin and gives us both a glare. Dustin's mum (who hasn't told me her name yet) places the pancakes on the table. Dustin leans in and grabs two, he places one on my plate and one on his. He grabs the syrup.
"Syrup?" He asks I nod. He draws a heart on my pancake. I smile, and reach for the syrup. I write "I love you" on his. He laughs and starts eating.
"So? Dustin, Clover what did you do last night?" His mum asks. "Actually don't answer that." she says. I look at Dustin and we both burst out laughing. "Young love." she says.