The Weeknd Imagines

Meeting the family

Abel's pov:

Today I was going to meet Savannah's family and man am I nervous.

Her dad wasn't in the picture, savannah told me her parents got divorced and she never saw him again.

I sigh, coming out of my stupor.

I run my hands up and down my thighs nervously.

Then I feel a hand over mine, stopping the rubbing.

"Hey, baby it's okay she will love you"
Savannah says.

"You think so?"
I ask.

She nods at me.

Savannah didn't have any siblings like me so it was just her mom I was meeting.

"Okay, ready to go?"
She asks.

I nod, even though I'm shitting myself.

She exits the car and I follow after her.

We walk up to the front door hand in hand and my palms start to sweat.

I sigh again, trying to relieve some nerves.

Savannah knocks on the door and stands back, waiting for her mother to answer the door.

After a minute or two I see a middle aged woman open the door.

My jaw drops when I see her, what the actual fuck.

She's gorgeous.

Sure savannah was hot and I loved her very much but she was nothing compared to her mother.

"Hi sweetheart!"
She says, hugging and kissing Savannah.

I watch the interaction awkwardly.

Then her mother finally pulls away and looks at me.

"Ah, you must be the boyfriend, Abel right?"
She asks.

I nod.
"Yes ma'am"
I say, respectfully.

She laughs at me.

"Oh Abel no need for the formalities, just call me Beyoncé"
She says, winking.