"God, Mrs. y/l/n is a dick!" Hayden exclaims.
"Probably because you were hard core flirting with her daughter in front of her," Brandon says not helping the issue.
"Thanks Brando," Hayden mutters out.
You come out of your mother's classroom, blood boiling towards Hayden. He's your boyfriend, but your mother despises him, so you sneak him around. You love the idea of forbidden love and Romeo and Juliet. You walk over to the boys by their lockers. You give Hayden a stern look to let him know you weren't happy with him.
"Babe, you know my mother doesn't like you," you say calmly.
"Well y/n, maybe I'm tired of being hidden around like a dildo," Hayden says with a small smirk, because he did find your dildo that you were trying so hard to hide. That was a good night.
"Well, Hayden, damn, you're everything my mother hates. You have those few tattoos and you play in a band. You're a constant trouble maker, and you smoke a lot," you answer, voice slightly raised.
"I'm going to tell your mom," Hayden says as he pushes past you.
"HAYDEN NO!" You scream out, happy it was the end of the day and no one was around.
"Hayden, du-dude, that's crossing a line," Brandon interjects.
"Brandon, shut up," Hayden mumbled as he looks over at his friend.
"Alright dude," Brandon says as he walks off.
"Hayden please, don't tell my mom," You beg and you see his body language change.
Hayden let out a sigh, "I'm just tired of being forbidden. I can't stand telling you I love you...."
"You love her?" y/m says.
"Yes Mrs. Y/L/N. I love her. We've been dating for six months now." Hayden lets slip.
You feel yourself tense as you make eye contact with your mom and you just nod your head for confirmation. She just smiles wide, she'd notice how much happier you were through out these six months.
"Well, y/n, Hayden. Lets go, I'll take you two out for dinner," y/m says with a smile.
"Yeah, that would be nice," Hayden says as he looks you.
You two share a small kiss, which was followed by a comment about you two need to keep it PG. You were finally relieved your mom knew. You know once your dad gets home, he'll be a whole other ride and a half. Hayden seemed better that you two could finally be a couple in public and not have to climb in your window almost ever night and climb out every morning.
(AN: y/m = your mom)
