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You Meet His Parents - Luke Hemmings & Michael Clifford

Luke: pulling your duvet tighter around you, you continue to stare at your phone. There's three minutes left until your alarm is due to ring out, signalling that you need to start getting ready. You've been awake for hours - sleep is never easy for you when you're nervous. Today you're meeting your boyfriends parents, and you're utterly terrified. Deep down you know that there's no real reason you should be feeling this scared, because Luke and both of his brothers have all assured you that their parents are lovely. Apparently they're really looking forward to meeting you, which makes you worried that you're not going to live up to their expectations. What doesn't help is that yesterday Luke told you they really didn't like his last girlfriend, and it had put him in an awkward position. What if they don't like you? You could never make Luke choose between you and his parents, that would be cruel. But still... The alarm startled you as it starts to ring out. Groaning, you drag yourself out of bed and take a deep breath. You can do this.
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Luke arrives to pick you up earlier than expected, but you're ready anyway. You had given yourself extra time to get ready to make sure that you weren't late - you are desperate to make a good impression after all.
"You look really pretty babe," Luke tells you with a smile, planting a quick kiss on your lips.
"You promise? It's not too much?" You ask him worriedly, glancing down at the flowery dress.
"No, it's perfect. They're going to love you, stop worrying."
You sigh and nod, attempting a smile. Luke takes your hand in his, giving it a little squeeze before dropping it and telling you he'll meet you in the car.
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You pull up outside the large building and already your heart is racing. You take a shaky breath and remind yourself that things are going to be okay.
"The photography exhibit is on the second floor. Some of mums work is on display, so we're having some lunch in the cafe down the street once we've been here." Luke explains to you. Now that you're here, the nerves in his eyes are prominent. He's just as worried as you.
Taking a deep breath, you step into the exhibit. Luke is holding your hand tightly, reminding you that he's here and he loves you. You give his hand a squeeze, letting him know that you're okay.
"Luke! [Y/N]!" Someone shouts from the corner. You turn to find a blonde haired lady smiling and beckoning you over.
"Hi! I'm Liz, and Andy is over there somewhere," she says, pointing in the direction of Luke's father, "it's lovely to finally meet you, [Y/N]."
Smiling, you give Luke's hand another squeeze. "You too, Mrs Hemmings! I've heard a lot of good things about you from all of your boys!"
"Call me Liz, honey. I hope you haven't heard anything bad, I wouldn't doubt it from my three," she grins with a wink in Luke's direction.
"I wouldn't believe it even if they had said anything bad," you reply, earning a large smile from Liz.
"Andy!" She shouts to her husband, "come meet [Y/N]! I like her already."

Michael: giggling, you allow Michael to throw you to his bed. He lays down on top of you and connects your lips, kissing you passionately. Your body melts beneath his touch, his skin burning you with fiery hot desire.
Not wanting him to have all the fun, you make a swift movement and suddenly you're straddling him now. You smirk and reconnect your lips, slowly grinding your hips against his crotch. He makes a strangled, pleasured noise and grips onto your waist tightly, trying to apply more pressure. After a minute or two he flips you over again. You giggle, knowing he's only doing it because you were teasing him by not giving him enough friction. He roughly attaches your lips. Your shirt soon gets tugged over your head and his black jeans end up on the floor. Just as he's unbuttoning your shorts, you hear the door slam downstairs. Michael sits up abruptly and jumps off the bed, his eyes wide with shock.
"T-they aren't supposed to be home yet. I-I didn't tell them that you were coming over." He stammers, looking slightly nervous.
"Y-your parents?" You breathe, praying that he says no. You can't meet his parents like this - you look like a mess.
He nods, confirming your fears. "It's okay," he whispers after a minute, "I'll just go explain to them that you came over. They've been wanting to meet you for ages anyway."
"No!" You yelp, earning a look of confusion.
You take a shaky breath, "I can't meet them like this. I- I look all... Sexed up."
Michael smirks, "damn right you do."
"Michael! Not helping!"
"Sorry, sorry!"
You glance over at the mirror. Your hair is all over the place, your face is flushed and the clothes that lay on Michaels floor aren't particularly anything special. You don't want to make a bad first impression - you want them to like you. You shake your head in frustration, and Michael takes a step towards you.
"Babe," he says softly, "you look beautiful."
You look up at him with wide eyes and see that he's nervous too. "Okay," you breathe, "okay. Go and tell them. I'll sort myself out a bit."
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"Uh, mum, dad, this is [Y/N]," Michael introduces you, holding your hand tightly. Both of Michaels parents smile widely at you, and his mum comes over to give you a hug.
"I'm so glad we finally get to meet the girl that Michael can't stop talking about!" She gushes, her eyes bright with joy.
"Mum!" Michael complains indignantly, his cheeks burning.
"You do talk about her an awful lot kid," Mikes dad chimes in from the other side of the room.
"Guys!" Michael whines, and you giggle.
"It's lovely to meet you both," you say, feeling a lot more comfortable than you expected, "though I'm sorry I look a bit of a mess."
"Nonsense! You're beautiful. That's one of the things Mike here goes on about a lot - how pretty you are. He's not wrong, [Y/N]."
"Mother!" Michael butts in, his cheeks as red as yours.
"Alright, alright!" She laughs, and playfully slaps his chest. "So, I'm making dinner. Are you two hungry?"
Michael nods immediately, food taking his mind of his embarrassment.
"[Y/N]? Are you staying for dinner?" She smiles, turning to you.
"If that's okay with you." You reply politely.
"Of course it is! You make my boy happy, so you're welcome here whenever you want, hun."

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