You stole a piece of me

He met my mum...

"I think I can take that, princess."

It's been a couple of days, now it's the weekend, and all I can think about is Cole calling me a princess. Did he call all of his female friends princesses at some point or another? Or was it just me... I was wracking my brain trying to figure out what this guy meant, and what I mean to him. If I mean anything at all to him, like I say he could act this way with all of his female friends, and his guy friends too. I'm meant to be doing my chores but I'm sat here thinking about this instead, I picked up my phone to check the time and realised my mum would be home soon, and my chores needed to be done before that. Time to put thinking about Cole on the back burner, I really need to stop obsessing. We've only had like 2 or 3 interactions with each other and me thinking about him this much is already feeling unhealthy.

I'm finishing unloading the dishwasher when my mum comes in the front door yelling for us to come greet her and help her with some shopping she'd been and done after work. I yelled back that I'm just finishing unloading the dishwasher and that my younger sister Iris could do it when she comes downstairs. She's only 3 years younger than me, but I remember when she was a tiny little baby so she makes me feel old all the time. Especially when she talks about potential boyfriends, and friendship dramas, but yet I couldn't imagine navigating her world and there's only a few years between us. But she does find great pleasure in making me feel old. She comes bolting down the stairs, nearly crashing into mum and quickly yells, "Sorry!" before running outside to get bags from the car. I've finished unloading the dishwasher now so I go give my mum a hug, ask her how her day went and I nip outside to lock the car since my sister somehow managed to get all the bags herself. I look up from locking the car door and see no one other than Cole starting to walk up our drive. I quickly turn around like I never saw him and start walking back to the front door, I don't want my mum to see him and turn him away just because of his mum. I definitely don't want her to see how nervous he makes me either, so I just make a b-line for the front door, and close it behind me. My mum turns around and looks at me and asks why I look so flustered, when all I did was lock the car, and before I can come up with a reasonable excuse that doesn't embarrass me, the door bell rings. Melodically, playing its tune while I stood there frozen in one spot, my legs felt like they had become tree trunks and I was stuck in the ground.

My mum just looks at me and says, "Are you going to get that?" and I just shook my head, I was so nervous. Why was he here, what did he want? And how does he know where I live? My mum opens the door with her 'stranger' voice, slightly more high pitch than usual, to seem friendly to people she doesn't know.

Then I hear him, "Hello ma'am, is Savannah home?" he inquiries.

"Yeah of course, she's right here. But before I ask her to come to the door, can I just ask, who are you?" My mum asks simply.

"My name is Cole, ma'am." It sounds so weird for Cole to be so polite, I can only think he's trying to impress my mum or something. "I go to school with Sav, have done for as long as I can remember."

I rush to the door because I had an awful feeling my mum would realise that this was Cindee's kid, and for some reason would hate him just because of whatever made his mum and mine fall out in the first place. "Hi, hi!" I interrupt, god who joins a conversation with hi hi?

Before I can say anything else my mum goes, "Oh my god! You're Cindee's oldest, right?" she seems quite happy, I hope she's okay with us being friends.

"Yes ma'am, Cindee is my mum. How do you know my mum?" He asks in small talk, when I already told him our predisposition to knowing each other.

I go to cut in the conversation and ask what he's doing here, when my mum invites him inside to talk about his mum and how they knew each other. I think my mum wants to reminisce on old times, anyways Cole accepts and when my mum started walking towards the living room after I closed the door, Cole turns to me and whispers in my ear, "She loves me already darling". Winks at me and walks off following my mum. I follow along quickly because god forbid my mum has baby albums we're both in or something, that'd be embarrassing.