Punk Louis Series

"Your Family Doesn't Approve"

"I found you in another magazine," your mom begins the conversation. This wasn't going to be good. Every time she comes across your picture in one of the magazines at the grocery store she never hesitates to call you and complain. She wasn't impressed with the lifestyle Louis was now providing you with. "I didn't raise you to be dependent on someone else," she scolded. Her voice was calm, but you were well aware of her disappointment. She never had anything good to say about him or your relationship with him even though she had no control over it. "I don't see anything wrong with enjoying the life he wants me to have," you counter, knowing your words were hopeless against her closed mind. Being a single mother, she had taught you independence, but independence was far from how you were living now. The lavish lifestyle Louis was providing for you upset your mom and the only reason you could figure as to why was because you hadn't worked for a life like this yourself."You shouldn't even be with him. His reputation is horrible, what with being in and out of court and those parties. (Y/N) those parties he has always cause negative attention. The neighbors complain and the police are called in. It's just a mess. Why would you want to be associated with someone like that?" Her words were irrelevant to you. "Mom that doesn't even happen. Those are all false stories from people who have nothing better to do. The cops have never been called to our house..."
"'Our' house? What do you mean 'our' house?" You pause at her interruption, your head falling into your chest. You hadn't told her about moving in with Louis yet, even though if she paid the attention to the media she thought she did, it would have been more than obvious. You sigh loudly over the line and reveal the truth. "Yeah, our house. He asked me to move in a few months ago." There was no pause after your explanation. "A FEW MONTHS AGO! (Y/F/N) what the hell are you thinking?" Her anger wasn't helping your emotions. You were upset with yourself for not telling her the truth when it happened and now her reaction made everything worse. You fall silent on your end of the phone, your emotions not allowing you to explain yourself any further. "Honestly (Y/N) I taught you better than this. I taught you to do things for yourself. I certainly didn't raise you to go and find some bigshot football club owner and mooch off of him for the rest of your life."
"Mom, I love him," you respond quietly. "You love his money (Y/N)."
"That's not true," you respond, your tone still soft. "You cannot tell me that you aren't with him for his money? Since when is completely covered in tattoos the guy you pick out of a crowd?"
"I thought the same thing but he's actually really amazing."
"Really amazing with a lot of money."
"IT'S NOT ABOUT HIS FUCKING MONEY MOM! GOD CAN'T YOU JUST BE HAPPY FOR ME FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE?" You immediately wish you hadn't yelled, after all you were the one disappointing your mom. You just didn't understand why she was so close minded about moving beyond the life she thought you should have. Silence is all you hear but you can't find the will to apologize. It wasn't fair that she couldn't see your side. "I've got to go mom," you eventually say after a long moment of silence. "I love you (Y/N), I just need you to think about the situation you are putting yourself in."
"Alright mom," you respond, completely defeated by her words. You would never say anything about Louis that would make her approve of his lifestyle.