Samantha

I woke up on his bed. He was shirtless. I was wearing my sports bra. I got up and went to the bathroom. I looked at my reflection at the mirror. My hair was messy and I have been losing a lot of  weigh earlier. I washed my face with cold water. I got out to find him sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes. His hair is a total mess. He looked so cute. He looked up at me.
"Morning. What time is it?" He asked in a sleepy voice.
"Morning. I think it is 8 or something." I said while sitting next to him. It is a Friday morning. No school! Yayy!
"I am sorry if I brought you home." He said as he looked at me in embarrassment.
"It is okay. I wasn't planning on going home anyways." I said smiling. He smiled back at me.
"Can I have anything to wear because I am freezing?!" I said shivering. He was staring at my bra in amazement. I hit him it the arm. He rubbed it laughing. He got up to his closet. He got out a white sweatshirt that has " Bad boy" written on it. I took it from him and put it on.
"It fits you!" He said smiling.
"Fits me?! It is so big!" I said laughing.
"I am not fat! Look at those abs!" He said as he garbed my hands and placed it on his abs. They were so strong. His skin was soft. I felt the heat in my cheeks. Suddenly, the door opened. It was an old woman. Her hair was white. She was wearing a robe. She had the same eyes as Alexander.
"Mom!" He said as he stood next to me. I removed my hands quickly. I remember seeing that woman at my dad's funeral. She was standing with another man and Alexander.
"Who is that?!" She asked angrily.
"That is a friend of mine. Mom, this is Samantha." He said nervously.
"I told you not to bring any girls  here , didn't I?! You never listen!" She started to shout. I wondered why would she tell him to not bring any girls.

Alexander

Mom is embarrassing me in front of her. It made me feel mad. I took that maroon sweatshirt I wore  last night. I took her hand and went out of the door.
"Come back here , Alexander Deminta!" Mom shouted. I knew that dad and her won't let me into the house tonight. They will forget by tomorrow. I put on my sweatshirt and we got out of the house. I was so annoyed. I ran with her in my hands. She stopped me after like 15 minuets of running. She started breathing heavily. I breathed heavily as well.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" She said breathing heavily.
"I am sorry. I am just a little annoyed." I said. We stopped in front of a cafe.

We sat to a table. We ordered two chocolate milkshakes. She was just sipping her milkshake without looking at me.
"Why didn't your mother allow you to bring girls into the house?" She said as she looked at me. I didn't know what to say. I used to be a dick?! Or maybe I used to fuck girls there?!
"It complicated. You know I" " I want the truth!" She said with a blank face. She was starting to trust me. I can't just break that trust.
"I used to bring girls into the house and you know." I said looking at my milkshake. I won't never wanna look at her eyes at this moment.
"Look at me, Alexander." She said as she reached for my hands on the table. I looked up at her. Her eyes still has this spark in them. Her silence was killing me. She was just looking at me with no words. What was wrong? Did she hate me again?!