That Boy (L. H)

McDonalds

"We have to go to my house." I say as I dig around in my bag to find my book.

"How come?" Luke asks stopping at the intersection. He turns to me.

"I want to change and put my bag away and see my mom." I say glancing at him before going back to look for my book. Where the hell did it go?

"Oh okay. No problem." Luke says as we drive to my house.

We make small chitchat till we pull up in my drive way and see my moms home. Great. She can meet Luke..... Wait. Is that really such a great idea.....?

To late now I think as he follows me inside the house.

My mom looks up from her computer and smiles.

"Stevie! God who's house did you stay at? I called all of your friends that I know, and none of them said you were there. I even called Michael." My mom says getting a cup of tea. I walk to my room and put my bag down. I walk back out into the living room and see Luke looking at the animals.

"I was at a friends house. That's no lie." I say flopping onto the couch.

"Yeah, well who's?" My mom asks then Luke coughs by accident and my moms eye flicker to him. Before any of us can say anything, her eyes go wide.

"Stevie, did you stay at a boys house with out telling me?" My mom asks hurt and betrayal in her voice. I look down and pick at my nails.

"Well, yeah." I mumble, but I guess my mom heard though.

"Stevie! I hope you at least used protection." My mom says. Luke looks up from looking at what ever, eyes wide and amusement all over his face but, you can see shock mixed into it also.

"Mom!" I yell out which, had to be the worst possible thing to do in a time like this.

"You did do it!!" She says her eyes going wide. Luke starts laughing and I glare at him, but he just keeps on laughing. Asswipe.

"Mom. We di-" I get cut off by Luke.

"We did. It was amazing, but I don't think I used protection. If we have a child, and it's a boy, can we name him Max?" Luke says coming over to me and putting his arm around my shoulder.

"No. We are not naming the kid Max! And by that, I mean I'M not naming the kid Max." I say crossing my arms then add. "No mom. I'm not going to have a kid anytime soon." I sigh.

My mom looks relieved and Luke pouts. I roll my eyes.

"I'm going to change. Be right back." I say going to my room. I shut the door behind me and I throw on a sweater that says "Kiss Me, I'm Irish!" On it. I keep my red pants on but fix my hair and put the beanie back on my head. I get my purse and walk back out.

My mom sees me and comes over and gives me a kiss in the cheek. I scrunch up my nose and wipe my cheek.

"Mom, what the hell was that for?" I say scrubbing my mom infected cheek.

"Your sweater says, 'Kiss Me, I'm Irish' so, I gave you a kiss." She says then turns to Luke.

"I don't know who you are still." My mom says, her gaze hardening. I think Luke senses that as well because he scratches the back of his neck.

"Mom, this is Luke." I say walking over to stand beside him.

"So you're the friend that she slept over at, right?" My mom asks sitting down on the couch looking at Luke with an unreadable expression. Okay then.....

Luke and me sit on the love seat.

"That's right." Luke says putting his hands together in front of him.