Chapter 17

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A.J.'s P.O.V.

Hazel's mother is quite rude, her daughter is terrified of me for some reason. I crouch down to her level.
"Hi, my name's Allen, what's yours?"
She hid behind her grandmother staring at me with wide eyes.
The bathroom door swung open to reveal Hazel in jeans, a cropped hoodie, and vans.
"Mommy!!" Lyric cried.
"Lyric! Mom!" She replied.
"Mom, Lyric this is Allen, Allen this is my mom and my daughter."
"Theresa," her mom says holding her hand out for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you ma'am."
"Call me Theresa, it's nice to meet you too."
"Lyric say hi," Hazel encouraged.
She shook her head and wrapped herself around her mother's leg.
"She's normally not like this."
"She's fine," I say.
"So, Allen, what are your intentions with my daughter?"
"I really like her, and in all honesty she makes me a better man. For right now I just want a relationship."
"You aren't just using her for sex right?"
"No ma'am."
"Good. You're a good guy and my daughter is lucky to have you."
Her words made me overjoyed. I wrap my arm around Hazel who was now holding Lyric.
"She's almost six and you're still carrying her around?" Her mom asks.
"Yeah, she makes a good weight."
Her mother just laughed at her.
I joined in laughing too.
"Hey Lyric are you ready for the live event tonight?" I ask her.
She nods her head excitedly before saying,"you're A.J. Styles you beat up John Cena."
I laugh and nod," the one and only."
"Are you gonna beat him up tonight?"
"Probably," I shrug.
"Is mommy gonna beat him up?"
"Hell yeah," Hazel blurts.
Her mother gives her a dirty look then starts getting ready to go.

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