Kitten.

[3] Michael

Ashton:
Hey, Red do you wanna go on a date with me?

I froze. I didn't know what to do or say. I stood there looking over Oliver as I read the text over and over.

Ah what the hell I haven't been on a date in four years. I can do this for me.

Me:
Yeah, sure.

I sent as Oliver woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at me. I smiled as he said, "Daddy?"

"Yeah Ollie?" I said moving his blanket up to cover his chest.

"Snuggle." I took my phone put it in my pocket. I pulled back his blanket and climbed in next to him. He moved to where he laid on my chest. He closed his eyes but then opened them again. "Daddy, tell me 'bout mommy?" I rubbed his back as I told him to close his eyes.

"She was a beautiful person. She had the longest brown hair, the deepest blue eyes, the tannest skin and most of all she was the kindest person ever. I remember when you were born, she was trying her hardest to be the best mom she could. She never let you cry you were always happy and always had a smile in your face. Ollie she loved you. There isn't a doubt in my mind about that." I looked down at him and saw his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open, his fist clenched on my shirt like I was going to disappear.

I moved him to his side and cover him up. I stayed with him because if I move, he'll wake up, he's a really light sleeper. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw a text from Ashton.

Ashton:
Yes! So you, me park six tomorrow.

Me:
Six tomorrow.

I would have to see if Selena could watch Oliver tomorrow. She normally has off on Sunday.

Me-Selena:
Can you watch Oliver tomorrow?

Selena:
Yeah sure. Why though?

Me:
I got a date...

Selena:
Awe with who?

Me:
This guy I met. Thanks, night.

Oliver is going to his aunts I have a date everything is going okay.

Ashton:
Yeah.

Michael:
You're on.

And after that I fell asleep, with it only being about eight thirty.

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When I woke up I had my kid on my chest and a headache. I slowly moved Oliver to his bed and get up, as slowly as possible trying not to wake him up. When I was out of his bed I grabbed my phone and went to the bathroom. I washed my hands when I was done and got something for my headache. Then went out to the kitchen to start making breakfast and getting a glass of water.

While I was cooking I checked my phone. I had about five messages. Three from Ashton and two from my mother.

Momma:
Bring Oliver up.