As Isabella and George arrived at the hospital, Sophie, Elliot and his parents were all stood outside one of the hospital rooms in deep conversation.
“We know who will be next.” Elliot’s mum, Alissa raised an eyebrow and smiled while Sophie and Elliot shot the complete opposite looks.
“How about we concentrate on right now, mum?” Elliot gave her a warning glare before running his hand around Sophie’s waist.
“It’s that or a wedding next on the list for you both.” She continued to push even though she knew these sorts of conversations annoyed the pair more than anything.
They got it from both sides of the family, always had done and that is why a lot of the time they kept their relationship secret from them.
Growing up their parents pushed and pushed for the both of them to hurry up and move in together, get engaged, get married, have children and so on, it was extreme headache worthy.
“What list? We take things slow, we’re in no rush.” He continued to argue against it and he could tell Sophie was trying everything to keep her mouth shut.
“Slow? You’re going slower than the slowest tortoise in the zoo.” Alissa responded, thinking she was funny. “You’ve been together for years!”
“We’ve been on and off for years. We’re in no rush.” Sophie bit back, pure frustration running through her.
“And now you’re back together, it’s the perfect time.” She grinned, just not understanding how much they didn’t want this right now.
“Mum.” Elliot spat. “Just stop.”
“What? I don’t understand what you’re sitting around waiting for Elliot?”
“And we don’t understand why the fuck you all feel the need to pressure us twenty four seven. The moment we got together it started, both families and we’re sick of it now. It’s what caused many of our breakups, having arguments over shit you all started for us.” Elliot finally cracked, unable to take the pressure any longer.
The pair were always looked at as the ‘ideal couple’, highschool sweethearts, but that view also came with high expectations, ones they were unable to meet.
“We wouldn’t have to pressure you if you both stopped fooling around.”
“We’re twenty-four years old, in my mind that’s still young and that means there is no rush needed for anything.” Sophie responded.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want children, of course the conversation had come about on many occasions, however right now wasn’t their time. And the fact that both their parents felt the need to constantly drum it into them, made the thought of having them one hundred times worse.
“But you love kids, Soph.” His mum tried to plead.
“Alright this stops now.” Elliot shook his head, taking Sophie’s hand and tried to guide her off yet she stopped.
“It’s okay.” She placed a hand on his chest.
“It’s not okay.” He continued clearly angered. “We’re going to go in there and make sure Juliet is alright and then later tonight we’re going out and getting pissed, like other people our age are doing. We’re not going to sit in and chat about kids, we’re not going to start a plan for the wedding. We’re going to drink until we can’t remember a thing.”
Once Elliot had finished talking everyone was looking towards him with the same expression, even Sophie. Elliot wasn’t a big drinker, he also wasn’t the biggest partier. He would go out occasionally but that was just it, occasionally. Sophie was the bigger fan of that lifestyle than him.
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Bad Bets (Bad News Series Book 3) *Under Major Edit*
Fanfiction*New version of the Bad News Series coming 2018/2019* Two years on and still the same games. Bodies have matured but minds have stayed the same. Finally settling into new routine, George and Isabella took a step back from the friends and trouble the...