I don't think they'd want to see me in just my boxers

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{Gee's P.O.V still}

"Gerard, you know how we put off seeing my parents the other day after the BBQ?" Lyn-z stated in a questionable way.

"Y-e-a-h" I stretched out knowing what was coming next.

"Well, I thought we would invite them over here and have lunch or something.

There was a pause between us.

"You've already invited them over haven't you?!" i said knowing what was coming next.

"They'll be over here in about half an hour." she said giving a cheeky smile.

I knew there was nothing that could be said to stop it. I just wanted to curl back up into bed and sleep.

"C'mon Gerard, 30 minets isn't long you know. Shower. Now. Go. Be gone!" she demanded continueing that same cheeky smile.

I hung my head and imagined what anyone would do watching over the situation. *WAChaaa* My head rang with the sound of a whip crashing against the floor.

Wow.

Before I knew it, I was coming out of the shower and heading for the door with a towel wrapped around my waist.

But that's when I heard the doorbell.

They were earlier than we thought.

"Gerard, There here. Can you let them in?" Lyn-z called from the kitchen.

"Well, no. Not really." I said looking down at me just stood in a towel reaching for the bathroom door handle.

"Gerard, let me rephrase. Get the door. I'm with Bandit!" She yelled.

Her parents could probably hear us yell from room to room. By this point I was racing to our bedroom my long black hair flowing behind me as I ran as fast as I could rushing round to find boxers and pants. I found a shirt in the laundry pile in our room.

I could wear this one more time I figured.

The doorbell rang a few more times.

"GERARD! DOOR!"

"LYN-Z, HUNNY, I DON'T THINK THEY'D WANT TO SEE ME IN JUST BOXERS!"

"WHY AREN'T YOU READY YET?"

"THEY CAME EARLY!"

I heard Bee start crying. That was enough to make me dress faster. I jumped around the room to pull up the skinny jeans I was wearing while they clung to my legs. I began to thread a belt through the loops on my jeans.

"GERARD ARTHUR WAY, OPEN THE GOD DAMN DOOR AND LET MY PARENTS IN" Lyn-z was getting mad.

"BABE, TWO MORE MINUTES AND I'LL BE THERE. ARE YOU STILL FEEDING BEE?!" I still couldn't see why she hadn't opened the door.

I couldn't hear a reply so I assumed she might have muttered something under her breath.

The doorbell went off again; "Ding-Dong" They'd then started knocking. So that meant there was Bee crying, Lyn-z and I yelling, the ringing of the doorbell and now knocking!

"JUST WAIT A MINUTE, FOR GOD SAKES!" i barked at Lyn-z's parents through the house. I was fully dressed and my hair was brushed by this point. I went over to Lyn-z and took Bandit straight off her. I rocked her in my arms and soothed her so she'd stop crying.

"How dare you speak to my parents like that! I don't have time for this. Were not done here, do you hear me, not done!" Lyn-z said in a stern but quiet voice. That's when she was most scary.

We walked to the front door. Bandit lay in my arms as Lyn-z and I were giving off a fake kind of smile. She was mad, like real mad. I was angry at myself for saying what I'd said. Maybe they didn't hear. Maybe I said it a little quieter that all the other comments. There were walls in between us, maybe my words didn't get to them.

Lyn-z opened the front door forcing her smile to grow. Her parents were doing the same. Both shot me a dirty look as they looked over at me then straight back to their daughter again. They completely missed Bandit. Completely!

It was all so awkward, the whole time they were here.

The two of them sat on the sofa leaving us to sit like school children on the floor.

"Bandit, this is your Nana! Yes she is!" Lyn-z said in a high pitch voice, the same tone most people use to talk to babies and pets with. But she didn't know what to do. Neither did I. They were hardly talking to me, they just shot looks at me. I was getting so angry inside. How they came into my home and made me feel awkward like that, make their daughter, my wife feel like that. I don't even think they said anything particularly positive. They repeated the same conversation that Lyn-z had with my mother, how was the birth?, what happened? that sort of thing.

It was odd. They weren't like anyone else. No congratulations. No loss of words or anything. They kind of just stayed away.

"And Bee, this is your grandad!!" Lyn-z said still trying so hard to break the ice. "Dad, do you want to hold her?" He moved his head vertically once but it wasn't so obvious with his triple chin.

Lyn-z made herself taller, stretching up as she went to hand Bee to her dad. But she stopped half way on her journey. I think she noticed the look I was given. As she nealt up, I did too watching over Bee picking up Mikey's little giraffe off the floor. It was then Lyn-z's mother shot me a deadly look. I didn't understand what I'd done. Okay, I yelled at them through the house but giving the father of you first grandchild, the husband to your wife who, by the way, has been there everyday for her since the first date, a dirty look- I was livid. And now was Lyn-z.

"Oh my, would you look at the time? Gee, we've got to be at that meeting with your manager. Sorry mum, dad but we have to head out now so would you mind?" Lyn-z lied convincingly.

I got her drift as soon as she said 'look at the time'.

"Oh my gosh, yeah, your right." I said as I took Bee from her and put her in her carry cot to make the excuse look real.

They both looked confused like a couple of deers caught in the headlights. We ushered them out lying further.

"Sorry, we should really do this again. It was nice. Sorry you didn't get to hold her dad. Next time." Well said as we got them out the door.

As they were leaving we did what Mikey did the other night. Just me and Lyn-z stood in the doorway. Lyn-z gave her parents each a hug and a kiss and whispered to each of them an apology for my 'behaviour' and my 'words'. I knew she meant well, but it made me look like a doosh. I just wanted them to leave and not come back for a while.

A long while!

We slammed the door behind us and slid down it both sighing with relief we'd gotten rid of them. Bandit was starting to giggle as if she knew we'd lied. We crawled under neath the window as we headed them drive away. We headed over to Bee and cuddled her as we lay on the floor. Both of admiring her and everything she was. 

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