Remember Me //[Sequel to Promise Me] Completed [✔️]

New Home

Tegan's P.O.V
Boston, MA
June 2015

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The next day my phone is flooded.

Zaniac
-Why aren't you answering
the phone?
1:00 pm

-Tegan Jane Malik I swear
to God

- this isn't funny

- come home now

He's pissed. He's so freaking pissed. I just got here, I can't leave now.

I locked my phone, and plopped it down on the bed. I put my suitcase on the floor next to the nightstand.

Today for lunch Clake made us spaghetti. I was really impressed he could make this at only nineteen years old. It was better than basic spaghetti, he followed a more advanced recipe.

We talked about One Direction and Clake called Zayn goth. I defended him, weirdly. Even though I had run away and tarnished our relationship forever, I still loved him. Even if we never talk again.

At lunch he tells me they'll be home tomorrow.

I ask questions about them. Father is a politician, mother doesn't have to work. How crazy! My own dad a politician!

I couldn't wait to meet them. I bet mother taught Clake to cook! I can imagine us all spread across the living room, curled up watching the telly.

Later in the evening, Clake pours a glass of whiskey.

"What's the occasion?" I ask.

"Daddy's coming home," he smiles, his eyes twinkly.

I don't understand, but I excuse myself to bed.

This was a terrible idea.

~~~

look at the picture of Louis at the top 😂😂

"when you have to perform at 5, but Christmas dinner is at 6"

😂😂😂😂😂

I swear to god guys I could make so many memes.

I'm hilarious

~Tysonnnn