"Luke, it's came to my attention that you and Isabella are dating." Ms.Clifford addresses.
Oh fuck.
"I just want to say, welcome to the family, officially!" She hugs me.
"Mom, please stop. And we haven't made it official. We're just casually hanging out." Belle adds.
"You're practically engaged." She fights her.
"Liz and I will have a blast planning the wedding." she continues to piss Belle off.
"She's a legend." she remarks.
"I mean, I am her son. She's a legend by association."I smirk.
"Yeah. Sure." Belle rolls her eyes making me grab her waist to cause her to quietly giggle.
"Ew. Gross. Stop that!" Michael whines.
"No, they're sweet. Young love." As soon as she said it Belle cringed.
"Hey, I don't love you." I nudge her.
"Awe. I don't love you either." She grinned at me.
"So weird. Anyway, you wanna go play fifa upstairs or would you rather be cliché with my sister?" Michael asks.
"Bye, Loser." Belle pats my head before skipping off.
