"Hey, uh, can I talk to you for a second?" Zayn asks his son as he enters the den. Lane pauses his video game as he replies, "Yeah, sure. What's up?" "I just wanted to talk to you about something. Uh...well...you're almost sixteen and you're getting to the age when a lot of the guys are gonna start having sex." "Do we really have to have this talk? I've already learned about this kinda stuff in health class," Lane asks, trying to put an end to the conversation. "I just want to make sure that you know to use protection and all that. You know, when the time comes for...that." Lane rolls his eyes. "I know all about that already,do you not know I go to public school Dad," Lane insists, unpausing his game. "Can I just ask one more thing?" Zayn continues. "Sure." "Do you know how to properly use the protection? Because it won't do you any good if it's used wrong. Any of it. Like, if she misses even one night of her birth control pill, it could-" "Dad! Please stop. For the love of God, I know!" Lane insists, cutting his dad off. "Just making sure," Zayn mutters. "We'll, uh, we'll revisit this topic another time, yeah?" Zayn awkwardly wraps up the conversation before heading out of the den and back into the living room where you're trying to hide your laughter, having heard the whole thing.
