"Fuck" I heard Harry cursing in a whisper, his voice was annoyed to the point that we were about to have s*x when we heard a car honk from outside, until I recognized who was that.
"It's mom" right now we were about to do it in the living room. I could hear her getting out of her car and me and Harry quickly went upstairs in my room to change; locking the door after that.
"I can't believe your mother came home early. She usually comes home late" Harry whispered as I felt his voice trying to be angry at the same time lowering it so that my mom couldn't hear us.
"What I can't believe is that you couldn't even put your p*nis straight into my p*ssy" I spoke as I tried to hook my bra on me and saw Harry looking at me; annoyed and angry at the same time, like he wasn't in a mood for jokes right now.
I could hear her going up the stairs already. We were done getting dressed and I was sitting on my bed, reading a book and Harry sat on my desk and opened his laptop, which he brought with him when he came to our house. My door opened revealing my mom.
"Hey kiddo, how're you doing?" my mom came over to me and I greeted her a kiss on the cheek. "Mom, didn't expect you to be so....early" I said. I could see Harry listening to our convo as well.
"Well, I came home so that I could change because I'm going to dinner" she smiled.
"Wow, with who?" she held my hand with both hands and took a deep breath in before she could speak. "Mark"
My smile soon faded when I heard the name but instantly I was confused. "Mark as in big-fat-sweaty-armpits Mark or suave-debonair-hunk Mark?"
"The suave one" she couldn't stop smiling. "Oh mom"I removed my hand from hers and stood up from my bed to go to my closet and find my red sweater. "Oh come on dear, he's a really nice guy and besides, he really loves me too"
"Oh come on mom, you wouldn't even notice the difference between like and love and for some reason he couldn't even notice the difference between 'I'm hooking you up because you have a hot bod(y)" and "I'm hooking you up even though you have an 18 year old waiting for you at home' " I again sat on my bed and got my phone out.
"But this could really be a chance that I could find love again at this age"
"Yeah considering the fact that he's I don't know 9 or 10 years older than you" I scoffed and she spoke. "It's like you're saying that you and Mr.Styles hooking up is a bad thing" she's saying it as an example and saw Harry looking at me by the corner of his eye.
"Mom" I whined because Harry was in the same room and I could tell he was smirking from behind.
"Well at his age, you could find other men like him you could date" she told her reason. "Okay mom, just stop"
"Wouldn't you want your own mother to have a man in her life?"
"Yeah, a man who uses s*x as an excuse why he is always late for work in the morning" I raised an eyebrow.
My mom rolled her eyes and saw Harry sitting on my desk and she quickly pulls me into their room. I think she got embarrassed talking about it while Harry was in the same room as us. She went to her closet as I sat on her bed. "So in short you hate him for me?" she said as she tried to pick what to wear on her 'special date.'
"It's not that I hate him....he's just too arrogant. Like he's this big ego maniac that no one in school really likes"
"Don't make him like a jerk you see in school because as they say: never judge a book by its cover" she wore this red long gown dress "...how about this?" as I looked at the top of the dress, her cleavage was showing.
"If you want him to notice your boobs, that will get you his attention" I sarcastically said. "Then what type of man you want your mom to date with?" she went to the bathroom to change in another outfit.
"How about someone who is a gentleman, very respectful to you, generous to spend time with you....kinda like dad" I tried to go straightforward on her. She came out with a white dress that was sleeveless and covers her chest area as she turned around for me to zip her up. "I know you miss him, but you're father and I have decided that we'd go our separate ways. You know, him starting up a new family, you and me, making a new one as well" she went her way to the bathroom to put make up on.
"I know, but could you just be my mother who's not looking for a man in her life just because you and dad separated? Could it just be us two?" my face became sad as I sat on her bed. Luckily she was done preparing herself and she sat beside me, putting an arm around me.
"I can still be the mother you've had since you were a baby, but I really need someone to help me balance these things off and you're still a little girl for me Allana. I want the amount of support I need to help raise this family and if there comes a time that we ended up being together, you'll soon accept it and find a father within Mark" she looked at me, through my eyes. Her voice being so gentle, so delicate to my sensitive side.
"I promise you we'll have a happy family once again" she kissed my forehead and we hard a car honk. "That's Mark. Be good sweety. I'll be home before midnight" I looked at the clock to see it was quarter to 6. She left the room and heard the front door being close right after.
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