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"No" I said looking down at my shoes. "Then why?" He asked. I looked up at him. My eyes started to water, and so did his.
"I thought...I knew you were going to leave me anyways" I said as a tear fell from my face onto my shirt. "Everyone always does".

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32. Meeting the parents

I heard the knock at the door. I smiled, took a breath and opened it. Luke was dressed in a tux. And he smiled big when he saw me.
I wore a red long dress. And my hair waved perfectly.

"You look, better than amazing" he smiled.
"So look pretty hot yourself" I laughed. He laughed. He pulled me close by my waist.
He kissed me passionately.
We got in the car and he drove me to his parents house. I took a big breath before Luke knocked on the door.

"Nervous?" He asked laughing.
"Shut up. I really am. What if they don't like me?!".
He laughed "they will love you".
I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. Leaving a red lipstick stain on his cheek. I giggled and wiped it clean. Then his mother opened the door.
"Hello Luke...is this Angelina?" She asked smiling big.

He nodded. "It's so nice to meet you!" She said.
"It's nice to meet you too" I smiled big.
"Well come in" she said as she opened the door wide. We walked in.

His father was sitting down at the table. Luke pulled the chair out for me. "Thanks" I said and sat down and he pushed it in.

"You must be Angelina...you look lovely" he smiled. 
"Thank you" I smiled. We all sat down and his mother served us.

We ate and talked about Luke when he was a little boy. I laughed at their jokes and I think they were really starting to like me. 

"Do you guys want desert?" His mother asked.
"I'll get it Mrs. Hemmings...I mean you did make this delicious food and served it. It's the least I could do".

"Call me Liz..and you don't have too sweetie" she said.
"I know but I want too" I smiled.
"I'll help" Luke said as he followed me into the kitchen.
He took the cheese cake out from the fridge. I hugged him. 
I let go. "I think they like me.." I said biting my bottom lip.
"Babe...you haven't really said anything about yourself, they hardly know you" he said as he held my hand.

I let go. "But then they will hate me".
"No they won't".
"You sure do know a hell lot of parents don't you." I said upset not looking at him, crossing my arms.

"Huh?" He asked, confused.
"I can't believe you gave my father, my number!" I said.
"I knew he was going to change his mind".
"Whatever Luke".
I grabbed the cheese cake and began to walk over as Luke grabbed the plates and forks.
I don't know what happened but I slipped and the cake landed straight in my face.

"Sweetie are you okay?" His mother asked as she stood beside me.
My eyes watered. Luke helped me up.
"I'm so sorry.." I said as I wiped cake off my face. I ran off to the restroom.
I began to cry hard. 
I heard someone began to open the door. I knew it was Luke. I turned and saw his mother.

"Sweetie, is everything okay?" She asked. I sat on the closed toilet.
"No" I wiped my tears.
"Why?" She asked.
"You guys probabily hate me, and I'm so nervous for tomorrow" I said covering my face with my hands.

"We don't hate you, Luke said you were special. That's what he said he loved about you. You Wernt like everyone else. I wish you'd shown us that" she smiled.

"I just really wanted you guys to like me. And now I slipped and ruined it".
"No, and it's okay. It happens. We just want to know Angelina. Not some proper boring girl" she laughed. I laughed.
I hugged her.
 I wiped cake off her shirt.

"I'm sorry" I giggled. She laughed.
"It's just a little cake" she laughed.
"I mean for the hug" I replied.
"Consider me your second mom.." She said.
"Actually my only mom.." I said.
"I know....but she's still your mom" she smiled and hugged me.
I nodded "thank you".
"No problem".

"Here...the nights not over" she said as she handed me a towel.
I nodded. "Thank you".
She hugged me again and walked out. I liked his mother. She was so nice and genuine.

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