Her Lady

Twenty six

Hwasas' pov

I glanced at my phone as I stirred the pasta that was in a boiling pot of water on the stove. I looked over to check on the Alfredo sauce which was just starting to warm up in another smaller pot on another burner.

As I held the spoon I could see my hands shaking slightly from how nervous I have become, since I was thinking about calling my parents. Well I would most likely call my mom while she told my dad everything that was going on as he sat in his chair watching the tv.

"Well I might as well get this over with and just call her." I tapped my spoon that I was stirring with on the side of the pot and set it on the counter. As I went to reach for my phone my ringtone started to immediately go off as the screen lit up with the caller ID 'mom'.

I suspiciously squinted my eyes at my phone "Why is she calling me? I was just going to call her." I picked up my phone and looked at it for another second "Why the hell is she calling me?" I touched the green answer key and held the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hi Hwasa, sorry to bother you if you are busy, but I was calling to talk about the dinner we have planned with you and your mate."

"Oh, I was just about to call you about that." I said over the phone to my mom as I looked over and checked my pot of pasta.

"Really? What were you going to call about?" My mom asked.

"I was just wondering if we could have the dinner a little earlier? Like instead of next Saturday could it be this Saturday?"

"Why?" She asked as I took a piece of pasta out of the boiling pot and tasted it.

"Just because next Saturday we have things to do and I completely forgot about them."

"Oh, what are you guys doing?"

I rolled my eyes "Well Y/N and I are going to have a sleepover with our friends."

I heard a little gasp "That will be fun, won't it!" My mom said enthusiastically.

"Yes it will." I lightly giggled, but heard nothing from my moms side of the line. "Hello? Mom?"

"You and your mate aren't doing anything mature right?"

I glared at my pasta as I took it off of the burner from it being soft to my liking. "Really mom, why does it matter?" I spat at her.

"I just don't want anything happening to you."

"Mom, nothings going to happen to me, she is super sweet and very considerate of others, you are going to love her."

"Yeah, we'll see."

"Also whether we want to, are doing, or are going to do something together or not mom, it's not your choice and you have no say. It's my life I'm going to do what I want. Y/N is my mate and if we want to do things together, we are definitely going to do it." I ranted as I strained out the pasta and put it in a medium sized bowl.

The sigh that came from her sounded kind of shaky "I know sweetie, I know. It's just hard to accept that my baby is growing up. Especially my baby omega."