P chris POV
Torsdag 13:30 pm
" and chris for the gala we must-." I cut her off quickly getting slightly annoyed by her voice.
" wear matching colours, I know, I know." She just smile and kissed my cheek.
" good I'm glad you know, now I was thinking of pink or lilac maybe even..."
I stopped paying attention. Fuck william
for deciding to bribe his father to expand the company here, and now there having an opening gala and William has invited the old penetrator gang, but let us not forget noora inviting her old bus, and do you know what that means, complications especially with what is going on with Emma.
Emma took me out of my thoughts with a kiss and a hug, and walked towards my mother in the kitchen said her farewells and left.
" honey are you really in love with her?" Looking up to my mothers eyes, I realised couldn't lie.
" no, yes, I don't know." I said exasperated.
" it's the right thing to do. Isn't it?" I questioned.
" honey that's not what I asked, do you love her?" I just looked down defeated by that simple question.
" I'm not asking you this because I don't like her. Frankly I find her, how do I say this, annoying. She's to bubbly and she has a fake kind of kindness, there's just something off with her. I don't know." I just looked at my mother, surprised.
" what do you mean by that?" she just let out a deep breath and looked deep into my eyes.
" christoffer, would you still be with her if it wasn't for this predicament?"
Would i? i have no idea.
she rolled her eyes frustratedly.
" honestly son sometimes your just so thick." she grabbed my shoulders hard. her dark brown hair framed her face as an even more intense look took over her face.
" i know what type of woman you need and that girl that just left is not the one for you, right now you like her. I get it she's pretty, she's new and she looks eerily similar to natalie portman, but she is too controlling for you and wants everything her way or else she'll have a tantrum, her type of fun is completely different to yours, her type of future is nothing like the one you imagined for yourself and she is not the woman designed for you. The woman designed for you should be kind, crazy, loyal, the woman for you should know when to put you in your place but should also know when to build you up, she should have a similar vision for her future as you and she has these weird quirks and imperfections that you find absolutely hypnotising and perfect. for gods sake, she is meant to piss you off so much you want to fuck her every way possible ." she finished her small passionate speech happily.
" amen." said a deep voice from the door.
" ohh william its been a while since you visited your second mama." mum got up and hugged him tightly, squeezing the life out of him.
" good to see you to aunt annette."
getting up i hug him tightly.
" its been a while dickhead." he laughed hugging me back.
" no cussing in this house christoffer." she slapped the back of my head hard.
" oww, its my house and says the woman that just told me i will fuck someone every way possible." that earned another slap to the head.
mum left and william and i decided to converse on the couch with a beer in our hands.
"what are you doing here, the gala isn't for two weeks." he just shrugged.
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Fanfiction" no you don't get to feel hurt." He paused and looked down. " you have no idea, how you hurt me, how you pushed me away, I was new to this hole love thing yet every time I tried to do something with you, I was just the fuckboi." He said eyes pleadi...
