We're in London. Derek flew my mom and dad out. We're all having dinner in a very fancy restaurant that derek chose.
I'm sat next to derek and my mom and dad are sat together opposite. Derek's holding my hand under the table.
"I like your coat, mom.. Where's it from?" I ask. "Primark" she says. "Oh" I say shocked. "Its great quality too" she says. "What is that?" Derek whispers. "Cheap clothes shop" I whisper. "Oh" he says.
"What do you do, derek?" My mom asks. "I own my dads old production company, it does all sorts of things.. mostly movies and series" he says.
"Do you know what meredith does?" She asks. "Mom, he came all the way to London with me for my job.. of course he does" I giggle.
"Some people wouldn't support that kind of job" my mom says. "You?" I ask. She looks at me but ignores the question.
"Do you?" She asks derek. "Of course, I think meredith is amazing at her job, I'm really proud of her actually" he strokes my thigh gently under the table. I smile.
"She won't be young forever though, will you support her when she won't be able to model?" She asks. "Mommy, I'm earning a quarter of a million dollars for the shoot I'm doing now.. I dont need Derek's money" I whisper.
"But I would, definitely" Derek whispers just to me. "I know" I smile at him.
"Do you want kids, derek?" She asks. "Oh my god" I hold my head in my hands. "Uh" he clears his throat awkwardly.
"You can't ask my boyfriend that!" I whisper harshly. "Why not?" She asks. "Because it's none of your business" I say. "Mer, it's fine" he reaches up, tucking my hair behind my ear. I look into his eyes. He smiles small.
"Okay, no kids.. marriage?" My mom asks. "I'm going to the bathroom" I say. "I'm sorry, I'll be two seconds" I look at him. He stands up and pulls out my chair for me. I kiss him softly before leaving.
I come back a few minutes later after calming myself down. He stands up. "You okay?" He smiles at me. "Yeah" I smile. He kisses me softly.
He tucks in my chair for me as I sit down. He sits back down. I hold his hand again.
"Derek does want to get married" my mom informs me. "Lovely" I say sarcastically. "I didn't say-" Derek looks at me concerned. "I know, baby" I whisper.
"How are you doing, dad?" I change the subject. "Good, I found a new builder job" he says. "That's good" I smile. "Pays a lot more" he says.
"Are you enjoying this new modeling job, darling? What is it for?" He asks. "A bunch of different companies.. the shoot I'm doing tomorrow is for Ralph Lauren" I say.
"Will you steal your old dad some nice jumpers?" He smiles. "I don't have to steal them, daddy.. but yes, I'll get you some" I giggle.
"I got these heels for free yesterday" I show my mom. "Ooh, pretty" she says. I smile.
"What about your dress?" She asks. "Derek bought me it" I smile at him. He smiles back at me, stroking my back gently. "That's nice" my dad says.
"How did you two meet?" My mom asks. "Oh um" I smile. She never asked before. "Meredith crashed my dads wake" he says. "What!?" My parents say in unison. "Derek! Don't say that" I giggle. He chuckles.
"I was going to a bar and I didn't realise it was reserved for the wake, so I got stopped at the door" I explain. "And I saw her and.. I thought she was beautiful, so I went over to speak to her" he smiles. I grin at him.
"So you went home with a stranger!?" My dad raises his voice slightly. "No, I left.. but we bumped into eachother after that, and I realised he was one of my old friends brother, so I let him get a coffee with me" I say.
"Then it took some convincing, but I finally made her my girlfriend" he grins at me. I smile wider at him. He kisses me softly. We look into eachothers eyes for a few seconds before snapping out of it.
"Has he ever been in our house before?" My dad asks. "Um.. one time, just for a movie date" I say nervously. "Okay" he says. "Are you mad?" I ask. He shakes his head.
"You don't have to worry dad, derek is the perfect gentleman.. he opens doors for me, pulls out chairs for me, pays for me, helps me with work.. he's great" I smile at him. "I think you're pretty great too" he grins at me. I grin.
"I'm actually not worried" my dad says. "You're not?" Me and derek ask in unison. He shakes his head. "I think Derek's a good guy.. I'm more concerned that you're gonna screw it up" he says.
My eyes widen. "I'm joking" he chuckles. I giggle. "I'm worried too.. there's no way my first boyfriend should be this perfect" I chuckle.
"He's your first boyfriend?" My mom asks. "Yeah, first boyfriend, first date, first kiss" I smile. First fuck..
"Are you lying?" My mom asks. "No, mommy seriously.. he's the first guy I've ever gone out with" I chuckle. "That's good" she says. "It is?" I ask. She nods.
"The first and last" he whispers in my ear. I grin, hugging his waist. He kisses my head.
The waiter comes over with the check. "Its on me" Derek says. "No, you can't-" my dad says. "I insist" Derek says. I look at the check and my eyes widen slightly as I see the price. "Let him pay daddy" I say. Derek pays.
"Thank you" my parents thank him. "Thanks baby" I whisper. "You're welcome" he smiles.
We grab our things and leave. Derek takes us all back to the hotel. He paid for my parents own hotel room for the night.
I hug them both. Derek shakes their hands. "Bye darling" my dad says. "Bye" I smile at them both. We go to our own rooms.
