"You have to."
AJ lets out a groan, rolling his eyes.
We are sitting at the lunch table, me next to AJ, Ted and David to our right, and Fiona across from us next to her boyfriend, Mark.
They are staring at us as if we both have two heads each.
"I am NOT going to come over and have dinner with your parents! Jesus, I only even met you like a month ago!" He refuses bluntly, crossing his arms.
I narrow my eyes, ready to slap him in the face with my pizza.
"It is YOUR fault I'm in this mess! You slept at my house! And it doesn't matter how long ago we met, your the one that snuck into my room last night at twelve am!"
Ted and David share a suggestive smirk, while Fiona spits out her lemonade and Mark coughs after hearing this new information.
He chuckles, holding up his hands.
"Not on purpose, princess. I fell asleep, and so did you!"
I let my head drop down onto the table, groaning in frustration, and run my hands through my hair.
"If you won't come, they're gonna ground me for six months. SIX MONTHS AJ! That means I am trapped in a house with them for six months! You honestly cannot be that cruel," I plead.
He cocks an eyebrow, and sighs.
"Fine. But no promises I'll be nice."
I glare at him, trying to hide my smile.
Oh, was he gonna have fun meeting my parents.

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On The Run
AdventureCliché chick lit story? Nah. This is life or death. *UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING*