Author's POV
"I think deep down, she's freaking out." Cheryl said to Kimberley as they were sat watching Camille wait for Capron to arrive. She's been so calm today and not freaking out about her mothers meeting him, properly.
"She looks beautiful." Kimberley said as Cheryl looked at Camille standing around the greeting area. She's pacing back and forth, making a tapping sound every time she walks with her heels on. Camille is wearing a black romper that has spaghetti straps that come up from the halter top. It flows into loose shorts and shows off her legs. She paired it with some black booties that make her legs look even better. Cheryl is so jealous of her own daughters athleticism, it's just not fair.
"When does she not?" Cheryl added, making her and Kimberley laugh. They heard the door bell go off and stood up from their spots on the sofa.
"Hi!" Capron took Camille in his arms and held on tightly. He had an urgent need to kiss her, but he held back.
"If they say anything, I'm sorry in advance. Just know that they're pretty cool, deep down." Camille whispered into his ear as they released the embrace. Capron stepped inside and saw the two people he's been fearing for the past couple days.
"Um...Mam, Mum, this is Capron. Capron, Mam and Mum." Camille pointed to each of her mothers and Capron. She hates being the person who is equal in this situation. She knows both people and has to get everyone talking to each other.
"Hello, Ms. Walsh. Ms. Tweedy." Capron said properly, making Camille hold back giggles. She was shocked at how polite and posh he became.
"Great, should we eat first?" Kimberley asked, getting only nods in return. They all walked into the dining room in complete silence.
"Thank you." Camille said to Capron as he pulled out her chair for her. Kimberley felt slightly upstaged, seeing as she didn't pull out Cheryl's chair for her.
They all began to plate their own food and slightly make conversation. On the inside, they're all panicking. Capron, obviously, feels very anxious, Camille wants her mothers to like her boyfriend, and Cheryl and Kimberley beg for Capron to be a good-enough guy for their baby.
"So, Capron. Do you work anywhere?" Kimberley asked, trying to stir up some conversation.
"Not during the summer, but I help my dad at his office sometimes." Capron explained, making Camille get a little bored. She already knows everything about Capron.
"Where does he work?" Cheryl continued to question, getting a smirk from Camille.
"Um...Sony Music." Capron responds, getting a shocked look from the two older women.
"Wow." Cheryl said as she took a sip of her red wine. Her and Kimberley always have a glass of red wine at dinner.
"Little bit of some competition between you two." Kimberley said as she giggled with her girlfriend.
"Sorry, I-" Capron said, not understanding what competition he would have with Cheryl.
"I'm signed to Polydor." Cheryl explained, making Capron smile.
"Oh, I completely forgot." He said, mentally kicking himself for forgetting. He knows that Camille has told him this before.
"Capron doesn't listen to your music, Mam." Camille said, making Capron choke up.
"I never said that-"
"Didn't have to. Don't worry, I don't either." Camille looked at her boyfriend and smiled. For a second, she completely forgot that she was sitting right in front of her parents. The two teens giggled at each other and continued eating. Cheryl and Kimberley gave each other a look of adoration. They hate to say it, but Capron and Camille are adorable together.
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the three of us {chim}
FanfictionCamille Blue-Shay Kinsley is a fifteen year old girl living in London. Camille currently lives with her foster parents of 13 years. They were stitched to Camille for the baby years, but as each birthday rolled by, their attention started to fade a...