Cold Water (Dark Niall)

2: "He has a brain?"

Sorry for the delay, but something came up on Friday and there was no way I could finish the chapter, and then my mother came to visit randomly today, which meant I had to go out with her and whatnot so I couldn't find the time to actually finish it. 

But it's here now, and I hope you like it :)

Also, if you want to look at the outfits and you have an iPhone (I only know how to read links on iOS), all you have to do is select the link, click Define, and then click on 'Search Web' at the bottom :) hope it helped !

Don't forget to read the end notes!

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Rey's POV

"Oh fuck." I say as soon as I park my car in our driveway, and see my mum's black Bentley in front of the garage.

Jason looks at it. "Shit. Shouldn't she be home later tonight? Oh God, we did not prepare for this."

Don't get us wrong; we love our mum...to a certain extent. It's just that sometimes she tries too hard because she knows she doesn't spend as much time with us as she should, and she tries to make up for that by being way too intrusive and buying us designer clothes and whatnot.

Well, that's not that bad, but no money and no presents could ever make up for the time lost. We basically grew up with Rosa as our mother and our father. She's 2 in 1, that's why my mother was offended when I asked Rosa to go to the Parent-Teacher meeting instead of her in tenth grade.

"I'm not mentally prepared for this." Jason sighs as we get out of the car.

I press the button on the key to lock it, but I contemplate whether I should climb back in and just to for a ride until my mother falls asleep. Oh well, too late now, because she's just opened the door and is looking at the two of us with a big smile on her face.

"My babies!" she exclaims, and my ears hurt already.

She hugs us both at once, and I nearly choke on her strong perfume.

"I've brought preseeents." She sings and doesn't even wait for us to take off our shoes before she waltzes down the hallway towards the living room.

Jason and I exchange glances, and we follow her towards the living room. There couch is filled with bags from different brands, like Zanotti, Moschino, Armani, Ralph Lauren, Burberry, Michael Kors, Hermès, Chanel, Gucci, D&G, and of course, her personal favorite, Alexander Wang.

"You forgot Louis Vuitton!" I sarcastically exclaim, and cross my arms. I know I'm being really ungrateful right now, because who wouldn't want a mom who goes shopping and gets all the brand new stuff each month? But to be fair, I just want a normal mom, who I can gossip about boys with, and do all that normal stuff I don't even know about.

"Yeah...shit. Well, Alexander has this new fall line coming out soon, and he said he'll send over a bag for you."

I nod, not really impressed. Yes, I like having nice bags and nice shoes, but this is too much. Especially because she's trying to make up for the lost time. That's bribing; sort of.

"Jason, yours are the bags on the left side. Renee, the rest are for you. Oh, and this one." She says, picking a Saint Laurent bag out of the bunch. "This one is for Jed."

I raise my brows, because I was never aware of the fact that my mother knew my boyfriend's name. One time he came over for dinner and she happened to be home, she called him Jake.

She calls Rosa to help us with the bags upstairs, and then she tells me that she'll get her closet organizer to come over and help us put everything in place.