Blake Richardson Imagines

The Woman You What?

Blake and I had been together a few months, it was getting pretty serious. He wanted you to meet his parents. I hated meeting parents. Not boyfriend's parents specifically, I'd never had a real boyfriend before, friend's parents or literally anybody who's close to you's parents.

"Y/n?!" Blake called.
"Yes babe!"
"Come, we need to go soon"
"Okay coming"

"Hello you must be Blake's mum"
"Yes that's me, Soulla"
"I'm y/n, it's great to meet you"
"Yeah, come through"
"Mum be nice" Blake said.

I went to the toilet to fix my face and outfit. "Blake I don't like her"
"What? Why not?"
"She just doesn't seem right"
"She's perfect! What are you on about?!"
"Blake..."
"No! She's beautiful, smart and just around perfect! Mum I love her and you can't stop that! If you can't except the woman I love-"
"The woman you want?"
"I love her"
"Really?" I asked
"I love you y/n. And if you can't accept that mum-"
"I can, I do"
"You're perfect for eachother I'm sorry"
"Thank you"

"Hey Blakey Bo"
"Yes baby girl?"
"Thank you"
"For what?"
"Defending me against you're mum"
"She's just overprotective, she is lovely really"
"I understand but I do appreciate it"
"I love you"
"I love you too"

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