#1 Over And Over Again [Tristan Maxted]

Chapter 20

JUNE'S P.O.V.:

Tristan and I were sat on the sofa watching Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince because I refused to watch the last one and see Fred die again, plus we weren't in the mood for any of the others. 

My grandma had made us some tea and offered us some biscuits which was very nice of her and we had happily been enjoying them for the past forty-five minutes. 

We weren't the only ones in the room though; my dad and grandpa were playing several rounds of backgammon, it was their tradition. My aunt and stepmother were drinking wine and talking about something I didn't understand. 

None of them minded that Tris and I were hogging the TV. 

I had brought down the duvet from my bed just to make it even cosier. Honestly, we weren't being that cautious. At breakfast we had been, and all day we had been acting like best friends and nothing more, but now we kind of let our guard down. 

Tris was hugging me form behind and I was leaning in to him, which wasn't something friends would necessarily do, it was maybe just a bit too close. 

We didn't care though. It was comfortable and fun.

~*~

The last day. 

Tristan had told me that his manager had texted him last night, saying he would pick him up today. I had forgotten what time it was, but I guessed somewhere around three or four o'clock in the afternoon. 

Tris and I didn't bother getting dressed, we immediately went downstairs for breakfast.  

All the adults in my family, my parents, grandparents, aunt and uncle we sitting around the table which was rather surprising. They didn't have any food in front of them, only some had a cup of coffee. 

I was slightly confused to say the least. 

"June, Tristan, please sit down." my dad told us, gesturing towards the empty seats across form him. 

"What's going on?" Tris whispered in my ear as we made our way to the table, "I don't know." I whispered back. 

When we sat down I decided to voice Tristan's question out loud: "What's going on?" 

Amelia answered after having looked around the table, probable seeking permission to explain from the rest of my family: "We want to ask you a few questions and make certain things very clear." 

"Sort of an intervention, if you'd like." my aunt, Sophia added. 

Intervention? 

Did they think I was doing drugs or something? Why the hell would I need an intervention? 

"Well, come on Sophia," my grandmother said, "Intervention is the wrong word for this, but we do want to have a serious talk with you, both of you." Her attention turned back to Tristan and me. 

Every second I was getting more confused, none of this made any sense.

"June, you remember my friend Jules, right?" my stepmother asked me. 

"My crazy aunt?" I asked and Amelia nodded. 

Jules was my stepmother's colleague and I hadn't known her that long, but in that short time she had become so close to me that I called her my crazy aunt. She always tried to get information out of me about boys or was going on about how she wanted to marry Coldplay's lead singer. All in all, she was pretty fun. 

"Is she coming over soon?" I asked, "I haven't seen her in God knows how long." 

"Jules is at a conference in Belgium, but that's beside the point June." my dad answered. 

Amelia carried on with what she was getting at: "You know how she keeps telling you that you can't be friends with boys unless they're gay?" 

"Yes?" I said, feeling slightly embarrassed. Why did she have to bring this up? 

"Tristan, are you gay?" my uncle asked, making me want to hit my head on the table. 

"No." Tris answered, the awkwardness practically dripping from the two-letter word. 

"Jules would be laughing in your face right now June, telling you she told you so." Amelia said. 

"What is going on?" I asked again. 

After a moment of silence Nicole said: "We can all sense something has happened, you two are together,aren't you?", clearing everything up. 

Now it made sense, but my stomach felt like a huge boulder had been deposited in it. Why did my family have to be so awkward about it? 

Before I could answer, Tristan firmly said: "Yes. Yes, we are." and put an arm around my shoulders. 

My dad looked uneasy, not sick, but just uneasy. Who could blame him though? I was still his baby girl in away and I hadn't had a boyfriend before. This was new territory for the both of us. 

"Well, it makes sense if you evaluate the past couple of days." Amelia thought out loud, "Though are you two sure you want to do this? It is a few hours drive to Dorset from here." 

"Yes," Tris answered, "We're gonna try and make it work, distance shouldn't be a factor. We know we can't see each other as often as we'd like,but we'll try to whenever we can." 

I turned to smile at Tristan,taking hold of his hand under the table. 

"Well, I guess that settles it." my grandpa, Joe said. 

"Wait! That's it?" I asked, confused as he started to stand up. 

"Yes," Sophie answered, "We just wanted to know where you stood. June, you should know your family by now; we don't make these 'talks' very long." 

It felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders when everyone stood up and left. Everyone, except my dad. "I have one more question." he announced. 

We turned to look at him, "Tristan Maxted, do you love my daughter?" 

Tris didn't hesitate. Not even a moment had passed before he answered, just as firmly as before: "Yes, I do. Very much. I mean, how could I not?" 

He turned to smile at me and my dad's expression was unreadable to me. 

Suddenly I had the urge to kiss Tristan again, but I kept myself in check and didn't. I had a feeling that it would make everything a lot worse if I had kissed him in front of my dad.

Author's Note:

After this I'm not sure if there'll be another chapter. It's either gonna be: Chapter 21 + Epilogue or just the epilogue, I don't know yet. But I'm so excited!! I've almost finished this book :)) 

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XOXO Nina