underappreciated me (patrick stump fanfic)

The PhoneCall

**hey guys it beks, thanks for all the lovely feedback im getting at the moment and all the reads, i take it you guys like this book:) anyways im gonna start dedicating chapters soon aswell becuse you guys are the nicest and i love yous, has anyone seen The Amazing Spiderman 2, it was brilliant i dont know how anyone cried at the end i knda found it funny,yeah it was sad but i laughed

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*Zara's p.o.v*

"honey, were you good for Joe this morning?" my mother asked at the dinner table, she was eyeing me ever since i came in, Does she think i blew his car up?,

now that i say that, sounds like a good idea..

"aren't i always?" i said sarcastically rolling my eyes, Max snorted into his spaghetti causing a lump to fall out of his mouth, this is why i hate eating dinner with him, he's sloppy and spits and eats with his mouth open.

My mom rolled her eyes and sighed, i dont know if she's sighing at my sarcasm or the fact that Max has two meatball chunks on his upper cheek and Spaghetti on his nose and lip.

"i'll call Joe later and ask since im not getting anything out of you," she sighed getting up and taking her plate to the sink, i'm not really hungry. I'm just playing with my dinner but it gives me an excuse to annoy Max without getting kicked out of the kitchen.

The house phone rang breaking the silence in the kitchen and the sloppy noises coming from Max's mouth, ewww disgusting,Mom rushed out of the room and i could hear mutters of 'sam she's eating her dinner,'. Sam's my dad, oh yeah he rang at the right time.

Mom came stomping into the kitchen and handed me the phone with a unamused face, "your father," she says handing me the phone and resuming to finishing the dishes and taking mine in the process and finally handing Max a napkin.

"hello," i said into the phone,using my phone voice, i do it even when im on the phone to my mom i still use it.

"hey sweetie, how're you?" my dad asked excitement in his voice, he ring's once every two weeks since he's living in England with his new wife, Kat.

"umm im good thanks," i reply coldly, "howes life?"

"its good you know, i rang to ask you something, me and your mother had been debating for weeks about this and we think that its entirely up to you and Max alright.." he trailed, i 'hmmm'ed' into the phone to let him know im listening,

"would you and Max like to come and live with Me and Kat for a while in England, you know start a new school, new leaf, because i know your finding it hard in school at the moment." he stated...

what the?

why is he?

Whatt.

"Pardon me?" i asked choking on my cola, my mother turned around and frowned and sighed.

"well would you's?" he asked again, with hope in his voice.

"uhhh why?, why after leaving us two years ago are you deciding now that you want me and Max to come live with you and Kat?? no!" i exclaimed down the phone making sure i got my point clear to him.

"Zara Marie Blantley, dont you dare speak to me like that!" he replied sharply, huffing and puffing into the phone.

"what? i should your only asking us to move to England because you want to look good infront of Kat and Her parents? your Married to her a year and your still telling her lies, when are you going to tell her the truth? when she's on her death bed? i feel so sorry for her!" i retorted causing Max to stiffle a laugh into his cola,