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Chapter 13: Mam.

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At around 4 o'clock the next day, Anthony, found himself sat in his Mercedes Benz outside, what Stephen had discovered to be, Declan's childhood home. He looked up at the large block of grey council flats, thinking how darn right miserable they looked. He found himself imagining a younger Dec running excitedly home from school to tell his parents about his day and then imagining a scared, upset seventeen year old Declan being turned out onto the streets for loving 'the wrong people.' Anger flashed through the young celebrity but he forced himself to calm down, the last thing he wanted to cause was more conflict.

Coughing away the lump that had formed in his throat, Ant climb out of the car, pulling on his red cap and sunglasses, really not wanting to be recognised today. Stepping up to the long list of door bells Ant pressed 103, he cleared his throat and waited for the voice reply to come over the speaker.

"Hello?" Came a reasonably warm voice through the comm.

"Hello, Is this Ms Donnelly?"

"Aye it is, do I know you?"

"Ugh... no. You don't. Umm my name is Anthony Mcpartlin, I'm dating your son."

"You're the Tv Presenter?" The voice went darker.

"Aye."

"Is Declan with you?" The women asked sounding hopeful instead of hostile.

"No, I came alone, he doesn't know I'm here, I just want to talk."

There was a loud sigh over the speaker before the women spoke again, "Alright I'll buzz you up."

"Thank you." Ant said gratefully, taking a deep breath to steel his nerves knowing full well that this potentially homophobic women may not take kindly to her sons boyfriend walking into her home.

There was a buzzing noise accompanied by the clicking of the door opening, Ant made his way inside and took the stairs up to the 4th floor where the apartment number 103 stood at the end of the corridor. After wiping away the sweat from his slippery palms, the dark haired man knocked on the old wooden door. There was a few random clicks and clunks before the door opened, revealing a short plumped women. The first thing Amt noticed other than her height was her eyes, Dec had her eyes.

"Ms Donnelly" Ant said politely, bowing his head slightly in respect.

"Anthony? Please call me Anne, Ms Donnelly makes me feel old." She stepped to the side and gestured for taller man to enter the flat. Ant looked around, it was a modest home, surround in photographs of lots of different people, the main question that ran around in ants mind was: how the hell did they fit 9 people in here?!

"Tea?"

"If you don't mind?"

"Not at all, how do you take it?"

"With Milk, one sugar please."

"I hope you'll excuse my bluntness but this Is definitely unexpected, and if You are not here for Declan, why are you here?"

"Make no mistake I am here for my boyfriend, even if he doesn't know it yet this is for his own good." Ant threw the word 'boyfriend' in simply to gauge her reaction, there was none. She was completely unreadable and although he didn't let it show, the older woman could be quite intimidating when she wanted to be. "You cut straight to the point so, so will I, you need to reach out to Declan and sit down to talk everything through...to apologise."