Reece's POV:
I got up to see Sara with tear-stained cheeks. I walked straight up to her and gave her a massive hug 'Babe what's wrong?' 'My mum found out that I'm going out with you and she doesn't want me having a boyfriend, so don't take it to offence, but she wants me to go and move up North, away from the rest of you, and I can't do that.
Sara's phone buzzed and she took it out to reveal a caller ID, in which she showed to me- 'Mum' showed up.
She answered it 'Mum what do you want?... I know, but it's my career... you haven't been here for me for years so don't try and say you're doing what's best for me.... I'm not moving mum... well then I guess it's goodbye.... Okay fine... I'm sorry but I'm not moving... don't tell me who's good enough for me and who's not... I think it's the other way around to be honest....Mum I'm not moving no matter what you say. I'm not losing my career over you I'm sorry... fine...*giggle*... Thank you mum.... Oh trust me, I do love him... No we haven't, and we're not going to... I'm 17 for God's sake... Okay fine I love you too.'
I stood there, grasping half of the conversation. What a turn of events. Once Sara stood up to her mum, she finally gave in, and started joking around making Sara laugh. I don't know what the last part was about, but Sara was blushing. I shrugged it off, if it was something bad, she would have told me.
I walked downstairs to her kitchen, and started making breakfast for Sara, Jake (who was still asleep) and myself. I woke Jake up, and we sat down, waiting for Sara to come down from having a shower. I was overthinking and trying to figure out what the end of her conversation with her mum was....
The one that stood out the most was her saying she's 17. My thought space is interrupted by Sara walking in and pecking my lips as she sat down. My overthinking got the better of me 'Babe, what were you saying you were only 17 to when you spoke to your mum?' 'wait you spoke to your mum?' Jake asked. We filled him in in what had happened.
'And back to my question?' Sara went red-faced and spoke 'She was messing around asking if we had done things and for us to use protection'. Jake and I burst out laughing, and I had milk in my mouth so spat it all over the table. Jake then got a phone call so he got up and left.
Sara and I packed cleared the table, while we talked 'I wonder who Jake's talking to?' Just then, Jake walked in, with a worryingly straight face. I thought I'd lighten the mood 'Aww has Jake been rejected by girl number 1504?' He glared at me while spilling the news 'No, it's actually about you. You guys might want to sit down'....
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Sorry for leaving it on a cliffhanger but I'll update as soon as possible...
