[Dec. 10, 2019 #1 in JBFF]
The bad boys always want the good girl to be bad for them but what happends when the bad girl wants the good boy to be bad just for her?
"You are way too good," she said to me.
"Way too good?" I asked, raising my eyebrow...
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You know what I really hated? Unexpected meetings, especially with someone else's parents. I was definitely not about to meet his mother, not when I looked like a potato and definitely not when I was hot and bothered from what Justin and I did just a few minutes ago.
I panicked for a moment and my first instinct was to hide so that they wouldn't see me here. I looked for a good hiding place and decided to sit on the floor behind the kitchen island so no matter who came into the kitchen wouldn't see me.
Knowing Justin, he wouldn't make me sit this one out because I could guess that he was going to be excited, but I needed to. He just had to let me sneak out because meeting his mom would be a very big step and I was not ready and prepared for that right now.
I had met his grandmother a while ago but only because I tried to sneak out and she caught me, so I didn't really have a choice. She was super sweet and an amazing women and I believed that Justin's mother was just the same but I didn't want to meet her under these circumstances and I wanted it to be perfect of course because I wanted his mother to like me.
What would she think of me when she saw me in her son's clothes? I would be so embarrassed.
I was not good at these things, I had never been. When I was with Brandon it took me a year and a half to meet this family because I was too scared. It was the same thing now I was scared, I wanted to make a good first impression but how was I gonna do that when I was not even prepared?
I took a deep breath. I put too much pressure on myself. I needed to relax and wait for Justin to come here before his mother found me.
It was actually ridiculous that I was sitting here on the floor. I was being ridiculous for behaving like this. What was even wrong with me? It was just his mother right? She wouldn't kill me now, would she?
I was way to worried and extremely nervous if you couldn't already tell. The situation was probably not as bad as I imagined it right now. It would all be just fine and I just needed to pull myself together.
All of the sudden I heard footsteps and I automatically held my breath and closed my eyes. I hoped that it was Justin because it would be so embarrassing if his Mom or his grandma found me here on the floor.
"Babe, where are you?" I heard Justin's voice ring through the kitchen and I sighed out of relief that it was his voice that I heard.
"Here," I responded and stood up from the floor so that he could see me.
Justin furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me confused. "What are you doing?"
"Hiding obviously," I replied to his question as I looked away from him and scratched the back of my neck.
