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Your POV
Who in the heck is my mom talking about? And why in the hell does my mom have this huge house with a Lamborghini and a Mustang at the driveway? Idk, but to be honest, it's freakin me out a bit.
I was so deep in thought that my mother ha to literally yank me out of the vehicle, and I only noticed when I was done thinking, which was about after 15 minutes.
"Come -yank- on -yank- I want to show you this nice man!" She finally gets out, breathless.
"Oh wha-? Oh right, momma. " I say and get out of the car with my sleeves rolled up, unknowingly.
My mom has a questioning look on her face. "Uh..sweetie pies..?" She asked. Oh shizzles, my cuts.
"Yea mom?" I ask back, like nothing happened, and I casually put my sleeves down. "Let's go inside this lovely house mom! It's chilly out here." I say. "Well played (Y/n). Well played." I think to myself and smile.
"Kay, lets go!" She says. Since when is she so happy?"
We walk in, with the help of mom's keys (of course) and there was Jeremy, which is Justin Bieber's dad, along with Justin and Zayn. Well, isn't today just swell? I look at mom, and she is just smiling. Ah, she doesn't know that Zayn caused the whole breakup pretty much.
"Mom, what is he here?" I say, referring to Zayn.
"Uh.. -mom's fake giggle- he lives here sweet thang!" She says. I facepalm.
"Ughhhh mom! I meant Zayn." I say emphasizing.
"Haha, right." She says. Sometimes mom is so..... Idk. FAKE. aha yup. She's always fake when she's around men. It's nasty, and weird, but she is really fake.
Zayn and Justin sat there awkwardly while Jeremy and my mom went to ther room, smirking. I do not want to know what they're doing in there, but I already have a visual. BLEAHHHHH.
Then, Justin broke the silence.
"So, what's your name, sexy?" He asks like a dummy.
"It's Chloe." You say.
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Ok guys I decided that I'm going to put a name for the girl for now on, and it's Chloe. It's kind of hard to always type YN instead of an actual name, so idk it's and author's thing. :P ilysm! Thanks for reading!
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