Meredith was coming over tonight and I was a bit apprehensive. This was the first time she was coming over since that one fiasco that I rather not recall.
Ashton was wearing loose cargo shorts with a black v-neck, his hair styled normally. I didn't know whether to be casual or get a bit more dressed - I didn't know if Meredith was going to come over in some elegant gown expecting a five star meal. Fuck, I hope my fettuccine alfredo was good enough for her.
"Babe, it's going to be fine - she could be here any moment, don't you want to change out of your pajamas?" Ashton asks from his wheelchair, his arms crossed over his chest, an eyebrow raised, his lips in a smirk.
"What do you think I should wear?" I ask holding up a black dress in one hand, a plaid shirt in the other.
"Plaid shirt." Ashton chuckles, a sigh leaving his mouth. "Why are you nervous? You've been out with her before." Ashton says and I sigh anxiously, scratching at the back of my neck.
"This is different. She's coming to my house to meet my boyfriend. It's totally different." I ramble, anxiously walking to my dresser to take out a pair of black jeans.
"It'll be fine, your on good terms and all is resolved."
"But it's like - today is different. I just - I want her to like us, and my dinner. She probably hates fettuccine alfredo." I ramble nervously, Ashton rolls closer to me, pulling me so I sit on his lap, a small grin on his face.
"I know what this is about." He says and I turn to him, waiting for him to elaborate.
"You want to impress her. You never had a chance to do this with your mom so this is your first time. But don't worry Kat, everything will go smoothly." Ashton says quietly, calmly.
He was right and I didn't exactly like that he was right. I didn't want to admit it but I did want to impress my birth mom, Meredith. She was a good woman and I was trying to keep people in my life, I didn't... Want to lose her.
"Go get dressed." Ashton whispers before pecking my lips. I nod, a blush on my cheeks as I walk into the bathroom.
This dinner was going to be a breeze. Hopefully.
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"Oh you poor thing, Kat had told me about the incident but I didn't really know what to expect. Oh dear, at least your well." Meredith gushes to Ashton, bending down to hug him.
He smiles at her appreciatively, wrapping his arms around her. "Yeah, it's been getting better." He comments just as they release from their hug.
"And you Kat, are you shrinking, my god last time we were to whether you were taller - I reckon it's those boots you wear, yeah?" Meredith says, grabbing ahold of my arms, she examines me, a smile on her face.
This is weird but it's a nice weird. It felt right. "Yeah, it's the boots." I blush slightly as she rubs my arms slightly before pulling away.
"Here, let me give you a quick tour-"
"Let Ashton here show me, you just get that dinner finished, it smells like alfredo." Meredith winks at me.
"Um... Okay." I smile at her, nodding simultaneously. She obviously was taking this opportunity to talk to Ashton, I saw things like this happen in movies, where the mother goes off with the boyfriend to ask questions.
Usually the girls minded, but I didn't knowing that Meredith wasn't going to be rude like how my mo- Stephanie was.
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Ashton's POV
There wasn't much to show to Meredith. Kat's apartment was relatively small so we went to the living room to wait till dinner was ready, Maxie perched onto Meredith's lap.
"How's she?" Meredith finally asks, her hands rubbing Maxie's fur.
How's she? How's Kat? On what subject? I wanted to ask but I was guessing that she was talking about the whole situation between them, ever since she came back into her life.
"She's great. I know I probably shouldn't tell you this because she'd kill me but - she was freaking out before you came over, she really wants to impress you." I say honestly watching as Meredith stares at me, her eyes softening at my words.
"Oh my buttercup, that girl has a heart of pure gold. Y'know before I came over I was a bit scared too, not waning to ruin our relationship." Meredith admits, looking down at Maxie, she resembles Kat in the way she looks down a bit.
"So how are you guys? Your relationship - is it still amazing." Meredith asks, a wide smile on her ace, her eyes glimmering with happiness.
I can't help but picture Kat growing up with a loving mother, maybe she wouldn't be as 'damaged' as she sometimes claims she is. Maybe she'd feel whole and smile all the time.
"We're good. I feel a bit bad she has to help me around all the time but I know when I get these bad boys off - I'm going to make it up to her." I say proudly.
Meredith smiles at me, patting my casted knee. "Your a good guy, Ashton. You make her happy, so thank you for that." She says and I can't help but blush the tiniest bit.
It's always nice hearing things like that, other than coming from your girlfriends mouth.
"I appreciate it, I try my best to make her happy." I nod my head at her and her eyes flicker with something, a question. Her facial expressions are a lot like Kat's and I'm thankful that I can read her.
"So you know about Kat's... Phobia right?" Meredith asks timidly, quietly.
I nod, waiting for a response. "I just want to tell you that if you love her, you won't ever let that get in the way of your relationship. But I also want to say that I know that phobia doesn't define her and that maybe someday she can shake it."
"I promise you Meredith, her phobia no way in any forms deters my love for her. And yeah, maybe someday she could shake if but I won't push her to it." I say truthfully even if the smallest bit of selfishness inside me wishes to get it on with her, I won't force her into it. Ever.
"That's great to hear, that girl, now that she's in my life - I'm not letting her out. So if you hurt her, I hurt you." Meredith threatens jokingly, nudging my shoulder softly with her fist.
We both end up laughing although I'm positive I'll never hurt her daughter.
"Dinners ready." Kat says walking into the living room. And she thought tonight would be disastrous.
