Cheryl had run off at your family dinner. You'd finally introduced her to your family and they didn't hide their feelings. They whispered among themselves and looked over at the pair during the dinner. Cheryl had had enough. She stood up, threw her napkin on the table and stormed off, you following at her heels.

•••

"Cheryl!" You called out to her.

"Your family hates me" she sniffled, concentrating on the ripples in your pool.

"They don't-"

"They do. You can't argue against me, it's true"

"It's not, babe" you walked over to her.

"It is, (Y/N). They hate me"

"Whatever, I love you"

"I love you too"