Polka Dots

3.| meet the parents

Delilah:

"Hey, Deli, I think it's time we met each other's parents." Max said casually.

"Excuse me?" I looked up from my book and carrot. We were currently in the library since I refused to eat lunch with his friends and he wouldn't leave me alone.

"We've been married for weeks. I'd like to meet the in-laws." He shrugged.

"This project started almost two weeks ago. We aren't really married, you know that, right?"

"So cold-hearted. I'd like to meet your parents." He said again.

"Not happening."

"Bu--"

"Not happening." I finalized sealing it with a look.

"Fine." He huffed. I went back to my book, grabbing another carrot out my plastic bag.

"Will you at least eat lunch with my friends one day?" He asked reaching over to take a carrot.

"No."

"Aw, come on. I haven't eaten with them in like a week."

"You're free to go any time." I reminded him.

"I can't just leave my wife by herself now can I?"

"I wouldn't mind." I flipped the page.

"Oh, you're colder than ice. Come on, just one week."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please? Pretty please?"

"Alright, fine."

"Really?"

"No." I couldn't help but laugh as all hope left his eyes.

"Deli, just for one week. Then I won't pester you about it anymore." He begged. I huffed, greatly annoyed.

"Fine. One week." I closed up my book.

"Awesome. You won't regret it."

"I already do."

"Why are you so antisocial?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"I'm not antisocial. I just don't waste time on friendships."

"Same thing." He said dryly.

"Yeah, sure. I don't care for your opinion Max, so don't give it to me."

"Why do you hate me so much?" He dramatized.

"I don't hate you. Your very presence just..infuriates the hell outta me." I say simply.

"I'll figure it out. Why you hate the world so much, that is." He concludes.

"Please don't waste your time." I told him. I stood to gather my stuff as the lunch bell would ring soon.

"It's not a waste of time. Trust me. By the end of this project I'll know what makes you so salty."

"Salty? Poor word choice. Bye, Max." I left from the library leaving a no doubt confused Max behind.

Telling Max about the skeletons deep down in my closet wasn't something I wanted to do. Hell, I barely trusted him.

I prepared for my second to last class, waiting for the day to end.

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"Why are you here so early? Why aren't you out with that boy?" Mum asked at the dinner table.