Hate me more, love me harder

Twenty-four

Hope POV

It was a little after 3 on Christmas Eve and my family was now here.

I mean I have been in my room most of their visit but I guess it's going good seeing as I don't hear anyone fighting and all I hear is laughter.

That's when my mom knocked on my door.

I was just in my bed reading my books.

"Hey hope, your aunts and uncles want to see how you big you've gotten" my mom says

"Show them a picture" I said still not taking my eye off of the book

"Hope I know you are still mad at me but you can't take it out on your family members" she says

"I'll be down." I said

"Hope I mean it" my mom says

"And I mean I'm coming" I said

That's when my aunt bex walked in.

"Hey pretty girl" my aunt says

"Hey auntie" I said

My mom left out by this time.

"I haven't seen you in a while" she says

"Well I have my reasons" I said

"Mhmm" she says

She then started looking around my room, she seen that I had a picture of Josie on my desk.

"And who may this be? I never saw her before" she says as she picked up the picture frame.

"That my dear aunt is my beautiful and wonderful girlfriend" I said

"You? You— have a girlfriend?" She asked sounding surprised.

"Yup... the relationship is new though... so you guys haven't met her" I told her.

"Well why don't you invite her over now? I would love to meet her" my aunt says

"I can't" I said

"And why can't you?" She asked

"My mom said I couldn't talk to her all week, I can't talk to her at least until tomorrow, on Christmas Day" I said

"That's not good. What did you do?" She asked

"What makes you think I did something? My mom just thinks that Josie is a bad influence. I love Josie too much to care about 'staying' away from her" I said

"How about you call her up and invite her over... I will make sure your mom says yes" my aunt bex says

"Are you sure it's a good idea to call her before my mom gives you a answer?" I asked

"If she says no and Josie comes just say that I told you to invite her" she says

"I mean you literally did" I said

"Just go call her" my aunt bex says before leaving out.

This isn't going to go good.

I just know it.

Josie POV

I had woken up from my nap not too long ago and it was nearly dinner but my Mom says she might get take out because she's cooking dinner for tomorrow not for tonight.

When I got up and used the bathroom I came back to my room and seen my phone light up.

[hope:] hello my love, First merry Christmas Eve, second my aunt had this crazy idea that you should come over to my house and meet my family. But that's into if you are okay with it.

I felt my cheeks warm up, I was blushing.

I can't believe they want to meet me.

What if they don't like me though?

Maybe I shouldn't go.

[hope:] please say yes... I'm miserable without you my love.

I couldn't say no to that.

[me:] I will get Lizzie to drive me over there. Can't wait to see you.

[hope:] can't wait to see you either baby.

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My mom didn't have a problem with me going to see Hope on Christmas Eve but Lizzie had a little problem because my mom had said she couldn't go visit Mg today nor tomorrow but that was because my mom walked in on them having sex.

"We are here" Lizzie says she rolled her eyes

"Be here by 10 and don't come any earlier unless I text you other wise." I said

"You making a lot of demand like I'm your fucking chauffeur FALLON!" Lizzie says

"Don't take your angry out on me Lizzie" I said

"Whatever just get out" Lizzie says

I did get out and I walked up to the door.

I knocked a couple of times and that's when Hope answered.

"My whole family is here, don't be worried just be yourself. They will love you" she says as she walked out side and shut the door.

"Why are you walking out here? Your family is inside so we should get in there" I said

"Well I can't go in there and do this.." she says before cupping my cheeks and kissing me.

I pressed my body against mines and boy did it feel good.

"Let's get in side shall we?" A blonde lady from the door frame.

We pulled away.

"We are coming auntie Freya" Hope says a bit embarrassed.