Three Guys Like Me. I Hate All Of Them

Three Guys Like Me. I Hate All Of Them - Chapter 26

"I want you to go with me." Ian whispered, taking my hands.

"Ian...I- I don't know." I shook my head.

"It's only for two weeks. Please, Elle." 

I don't have any clue what to say. 

After dinner Cam, Nikki, and Brad stayed for about another hour before they all left.

Ian was allowed to stay the night, and we were currently laying on my bed, looking at each other. He just asked me if I wanted to go to London with him to visit his whole family. His parents wanted me to come too, apparently.

"We'll miss the Halloween dance." I smirk, knowing he was still trying to get me to go to thzt stupid ass thing.

"You do know the month right?" He brought my hands to his face, and lightly kissed them.

"No..I've been going through a lot!"

"Elle, it's November. Halloween dance was last week."

"I should dye my hair blonde. I'm going to get hair dye!" I started to pull away from Ian, but he pulled me back to his chest, then kissed my lips.

"You're keeping your beautiful brown locks that I love so much." He twirled a strand of my hair between his fingers.

"What time is it?" I ask.

"About ten." He looks at me questioningly.

"Be right back." I pull my hands from his, and get up from the bed.

"Where are you going?" 

"Don't worry about it, British Boy. Stay there." I left my room in search for my parents.

I found them cuddling on the couch. Talk about gross.

"Save it for the bedroom you two. Your daughter is here." I jumped over the back of the couch, and sat in between my parents.

"Ellody," Dad hummed. "What brings you downstairs to disrupt parent time instead of hanging out with your boyfriend?" 

"A question." I smile sweetly at both of them.

"What's the question?" Mom asks, moving my hair away from my face.

"Imagine! Two weeks, without me." I tried to sound enthusiastic for this performance. I need to make it good if they're going to let me go.

"Where will you be going?" Dad narrowed his green eyes at me.

"London."

"England?!" Mom gasped.

"See now, here's the part where I would make a snappy comment saying 'no mom. London, France' and get a slap to the back of my head. But I won't do that...This time." 

"Why the hell would we let you go to London, England for two weeks?" Dad asked.

"Ian's family invited me to go meet the rest of his family." I sighed.

"And you want to?" Mom asked softly.

"I get away from you crazy people for two weeks." I giggled.

Dad flicked the side of my head playfully. "That isn't making our decision easier."

"Oh, Eli shut up, you can go, Elle. I trust Ian's family enough to take care of you."

"I trust Ian enough to take care of her." Dad chuckled, and mom giggled.

"So I can go?" 

"Yes, but you have to call us every couple days." Dad said.

"I shall! Thanks guys. This is why I love ya!" I kissed both of their cheeks, and sprinted up the steps to my room. Once there, I saw Ian laying on my bed staring at the ceiling. I sprinted over and jumped on his chest, knocking the wind out of him.