You untie your ponytail as Mena, your boyfriend made dinner. Your mother called a few days ago, inviting Mena and you to a family party. The party was going to be tomorrow, Friday.
"Don't you think it's a bit awkward?" You ask Mena as he opens the oven with his mittens.
"Of what?" He looks at you confused as you giggle at the adorable sight of his clueless self.
"I mean, my mother invited you to my father's birthday and he doesn't like you." You confess as Mena nods setting down the tray.
"After all, I am family, " He winks as you chuckle, hopefully, he's right. Maybe he'll be in your bloodline soon.
"Do you know what you are gonna wear for tomorrow?" You raised your eyebrow at him as he nods with a smile.
"I am not as lazy as you think, " He says making you, roll your eyes.
"How about you?" He places two plates in front of him, adding a bit of sauce to each plate.
"Mm no but I am a woman, I have more things to worry about besides hair and outfit, I have to worry about makeup." You joke as he approaches you with your plate and fork.
He leans in to kiss your cheek as you blush, even though he was your boyfriend, he was still intimidating just like a crush.
Mena and you finish dinner discussing how the day went, the typical routine, you absolutely loved.
You both went to sleep early knowing you had a long day ahead tomorrow morning.
°•|Friday 1:00 p.m|•°
"Is everything in the car?" You ask Mena as you placed in your earring.
He nods grabbing your hand for a spin. He was always the best at being a hype man.
"Look at you, coming in hot!" He says making your cheeks warm up as your body spins in front of him, every curve amazing Mena.
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"I don't regret going to Marla's birthday party, " He whispers as his arm grabs your waist pulling you close to him.
You knew exactly what he meant, you two met at Marla's birthday party, you both were mutuals until Marla introduced you to each other.
Something about Mena caught your eyes as soon as you shook hands with him.
Your thoughts disappear meeting Mena's dark chocolate eyes. He looks down at your lips which have turned into a smile.
You loved when he did that, when he looked at your lips and back at your eyes, it drove you crazy.
"Me neither, " You finally reply making him smile shyly.
"We should go now, " You break the small romantic moment making him sigh as you intertwined your fingers with him, holding hands.
Mena turns on the engine of his truck, roaring, as he maneuvers the car out of the garage.
His hand grips on your thigh as he moves the wheel with the other.
A smile spread across his face looking at the road ahead, he was excited but you weren't, you knew your father wouldn't agree on him being around.
You couldn't understand your father, what did he see in Mena that was so wrong?
Mena to you was perfect, he truly was your prince charming, in this case, Prince Ali.
Mena's truck pulls up at your parents' house, he locks the truck as you both hop out with a vegan dish Mena and you prepared last night for your parents.
Mena's hand rested on your waist as you both walk up the stone steps. Every second, your stomach felt tighter and tighter with nerves as you reach the door.
Before your finger could touch the doorbell, you sighed and stopped your finger from pressing it.
Mena smile vanished noticing how stressed you look. He took you back into the truck to talk.
"I can't do it, Mena," You confess looking down at your thighs and fidgeting with your fingers.
"Do what?" He asks following your eyes.
"I can't stand my father judging you." As soon as your statement hit his ears, he smiled, it was one of the most genuine smiles.
"Baby, y/n, he's your father. The father of the woman I love," He cups your hands pressing them against his lips.
"Exactly, so him not liking you is a bad sign, " You insist as he shakes his head softly.
"No, baby, nothing and no one are going to stop me from seeing you." His voice sweet as honey.
You didn't respond back letting his words sink in.
"My father could say really rude and ugly things," You blurt out desperately as he giggles very calm.
"Y/n, I don't care about those ugly and rude things coming from him. Those ugly and rude things will only affect me if they come from you." He says making your eyes water a bit.
"Your the only person who can hurt me and you know that," He finishes.
"Damn you, Mena." You chuckle wiping your eyes without ruining the makeup.
He smiles giving you a very uncomfortable hug due to the fact you were in a car.
