chapter 68

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Cleo's P.O.V -

His mom is a bitch..until she came to apologize, but I still have to warm up to her. I'm definitely not used to someone coming at me with such hatred like that before. I understand her not liking my tattoo, but assuming Niall paid for it was completely unnecessary.

We got inside and I took my coat off again. I put on a fake smile and had to pretend to be happy that we're spending Christmas here. I really was looking foward to waking up in our bed in our house in our country. Well, Niall is in his country..

I was being tugged by my wrist into the living room, by Niall's aggressive mother. I stumble in my heels and almost fall over.

"Mom, be careful with her! She's not a rag doll."  Niall says from the kitchen. He's in there having a beer with his brother.

"Why are you wearing those, Dear? They look painful." His mom says darting her eyes to my black heels. They are painful, but I needed to make a good first impression.. even if it did mean breaking both of my ankles.

I kick them off and pick them up, setting them aside.

"I want to know everything, Cleo," His mom says bringing me down with her on the couch. She crosses her legs and bringing her elbow to prop her head upon. She looks so fascinated by me now.

"How did you two meet?"

"How long have you guys been together?"

"Are you guys, you know, being safe?"

I'm being bombarded with curious questions from his mom that make me laugh surprisingly. Even though I'm uncomfortable telling her that I've had sex with her son, I still laugh.

"We met at the beach. It's been almost six months and I'm not comfortable talking about that kind of stuff." I clear my throat and tell her. She laughs, playfully hitting my knee.

"I'm surprised he still goes to the beach," She sighs looking over at Niall, who is laughing with his brother. "My daughter, his younger sister, um," I place my hand over hers and nod.

"You don't have to say it. He's told me already." I say with a small smile. Her eyes begin to water a little at our heart to heart moment.

"My parents passed away from the same reason." I look down and she engulfs me in a warm hug.

"I'm so so sorry to hear that, Dear. I really am."
don't cry. don't cry. I'm such an easy crier it pisses me off sometimes, but the thought of my parents passing away, I can't help but tear up. The funeral was the hardest thing I've ever had to go to in my entire life. I sobbed the whole time. My uncle pulled me away whenever they were getting buried, so I wouldn't have to see that happen to my parents.

That was when he was normal.

I sniff while Niall's mom hugs me.

"I'm going to try to be a mother figure to you as best as I can possibly be." She says pulling me back, rubbing my shoulders.

"Tell you what, how about we make a cup of tea and watch the most funny provocative movie there is." She says popping up off of the couch, lending me a hand to get up. I laugh at her movie choice and agree with her heading off into the kitchen.

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"It's time to open a gift!" His mom says after the movie had gone off. The movie was 'Friends with Benefits' and it kept us laughing the whole time. All of us gather into the gigantic living room. We all sit on a 'love seat' couch with our "lover" I guess I should say. Niall's arm is around my shoulder, rubbing my arm. I swing my legs behind me in the sofa, leaning into Niall more.

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