bloody innocent || wroetostar || completed

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He was sat on a stool at the kitchen counter, his head in his hands, the kitchen phone in front of him.
'What happened?' I asked nervously, the tremor obvious in my voice.
'They want me to go home.'
I felt my heart sink, and my legs go suddenly weak.
Was I going to lose him?
I moved back, sat on the floor against the wall, my knees pulled up to my chest.
'And they want you to come with me.'
I tensed, looking up at him.
'What?'
Vik just shrugged.
'Why?'
'I don't know. I can't tell if they're pissed, or what, but... we have to go.

We arrived in Sheffield the next day, wanting to be there as soon as we could.
Neither of us could stand the anxiety of not knowing.
His mum opened the door when he knocked, and pulled him into a hug, but when they pulled away she looked me up and down.
'Hi.' I said with a nervous smile.
She continued to look at me, seemingly checking me out for 'flaws' that could harm her son somehow.
After a few minutes, Vik was about to speak- when she pulled me into a hug herself.
'I'm sorry.' she mumbled into my shoulder.
'What?' I asked, as I stood back.
'I was going to say... I had planned all these things to say, about how I didn't want my son to be with another boy.'
Vik looked at me, brushed his hand against mine.
'But then I saw you two in the car. When you waited outside.
And it's just so clear that you're in love.'
I smiled, my heart finally lifting from my feet back up to where it should be as Vik wrapped his arm around me.
'I love him, mum. More than I thought I ever could.'
Vik's mum smiled at us, and showed us through into the living room.
Vik's dad was sat in there, looking expectantly at us. When we walked in together, holding hands, he frowned.
'I couldn't do it.' his mum said, smiling guiltily.
'They're in love.'
Sighing, Vik's dad stood up.
'I was hoping this was just some infatuation. But if that's the case...'
I saw Vik's eyes began to tear up as he held my hand tighter.
'I don't approve.' he said, strength in his voice.
'But if it makes you happy... Then I can deal with it.'
Vik pulled him into a tight hug.
'Thank you, dad.'
'First, though, I want to know something of you- Harry.'
I nodded eagerly.
'If my son was sick, would you stay by his side?'
'I will always be by his side, Sir.'
'Always?'
'Always.'

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That could be a lowkey TFIOS reference but idk I can't remember anything from that book. also I am hungover.