10 years ago
You groan as you throw your duvet cover off yourself and smack your left hand onto the alarm clock next to your bed. You drag yourself out of bed before trudging over to the floor length mirror near your dressing table. You rub your eyes before sighing deeply and looking round for some clean clothes.
After finding a pair of scruffy jogging pants and your brothers old uni jumper You walk downstairs."morning" you say politely. Before You could hear a response you feel trip over a large red suitcase in the hallway. You curse quietly to yourself and crouch down to aid your toe.
"It's like a death trap out there!" You joke, walking into the living room where your mum was sat on the sofa with a piece of toast in one hand and a large mug in the other. She giggles slightly, then resumes back to the tv.
"Do you want some toast sweetie?" She asks, taking a sip from her mug.
"Yeah I might get some in a minute. I need to recover from my drastic fall" You dramatically lounge on the sofa, eyes closed and covering your head with the back of my left hand.
"Your born to be an actress, your so dramatic!" Mum jokes, making you laugh. A few seconds passed.
"How come there are suitcases in the hallway anyway?" You ask, sitting up properly. Mum just took another sip of her coffee , not looking at you.
"Mum?" You ask, leaning on your knees with your elbows, sitting forward.
"He's not here is he?"
She looks at you for a minute before looking down fast. You sigh and throw yourself to the back of the sofa."For gods sake-"
"It's only for a few days Y/N" He has nowhere to go"
"He's crazy mum! I don't want him in the house or anywhere near you... You know what happened last time he got drunk." She places her mug into the floor next to her foot, slowly getting off the sofa and walking over to sit next to you.
"It was an accident. I didn't help by winding him up. He's changed darling. Believe me, I wouldn't let anyone who was dangerous into the house ok?" Her eyes search your face, looking for some kind of approval. You sigh and nod.
"If he hurts you, you need to-"
"He won't. Trust me"
"It's not you I don't trust mum" she offers me an apologetic smile
"Come here" she wraps her arms around you and pulls you into a tight hug. You bury your face into her lemon smelling dressing gown and wrap your arms around her waist.
"Besides. Your going to the theatre tonight with Oliver aren't you?" She says softly into your hair. You remove your head from her chest and smile. You'd completely forgotten about that to be honest.
"Oh yeah"
"What time are you meeting him?"
You turn round to look at the clock on the wall"Erm I think we agreed 7"
"Oh, you have ages yet! Do you want to do something today?" She asks, running her hand through your hair.
"I really would but I need to write my drama essay. Mrs Lewis will kill me if I don't get it done"
she smiles and kisses your head.

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Your Story (A Benedict Cumberbatch Imagine Fan Fiction)
FanfictionYours and Benedict's journey through; love, hate, fights and friendship brings tears of both joy and sadness as you wonder the possibilities of your life with famous actor Benedict Cumberbatch. This is your story and adventure of your endless and u...