In Your Dreams

Rent-A-Gf. Well, Kinda.

Few days later...

Your POV

My mother had called me in the kitchen to tell me not to have sex in the house and if I did, to keep quiet. It was very awkward, but quite funny.

My brother and sister were still being very annoying and Willow would straight up ignore them at times. Willow and I were in the kitchen late at night because we wanted brownies and my mom said I could bake them.

"These brownies better be good," Willow said to me and I laughed as I stirred the batter.

"You're not even helping," I said to her as I poured it into the baking pan.

"You told me to go away when I cracked the egg wrong," she replied and I laughed.

"That's very true," I replied. She pulled me to her wrapping her arms around my neck. I kissed her forehead, her nose, her cheeks and her lips before slipping out of her grasp. I put the brownies into the preheated oven and cleaned up my mess. We went in the living room to watch a show while the brownies cooked.

"Your brother and sister are looking at us from the top of the stairs," Willow whispered in my ear. I smiled and kissed her. I looked up making eye contact with Alas, who awkwardly walked away.

The timer for the brownies went off and I went to take them out of the oven. I left them cool off while I got the vanilla ice cream out of the fridge. I grabbed a few strawberries and cut them into little flowers. I cut the brownies up, took two of them and put the into a bowl. I took a scoop of ice cream, placed it on top, put a few strawberries around in it and drizzled some caramel on top of it. I grabbed a spoon and headed upstairs. I locked on my parents door.

"Come in," I heard my mom say. I brought her the bowl and she smiled at me.

"Thanks, my baby," she replied.

"You're welcome, mama," I replied and left the room. My mother was very annoying, but I was still a mama's baby.

I fixed Willow's and made mine a little more special. I put everything away and place the rest of the brownies in a container. I wrote my name on the container before heading back to the living room.

"These are so good," Willow said and I chuckled.

"Duh, I made them," I replied and she rolled her eyes. When we were done, Willow washed the dishes and put them away. We went to bed shortly afterwards.

The next morning, my dad woke me up to go out with him. I got up and got ready. I brushed my teeth and did my morning skin care routine. Sleepily, I got dressed. Willow got up and went to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and started washing her face.

"Where are you going?" Willow asked as she washed her face.

"My dad wants me to go out with him," I replied as I put on my boots.

"It's Christmas Eve," she replied.

"I know. I know. Maybe he wants to kill me," I replied and she looked at me.

"Shut up. I don't wanna be here with them by myself," she replied as she put her things away.

"I know, but I still have to pick up your gifts," I told her and she pouted.

"Fine," she replied. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her cheek.

"I shouldn't be gone too long," I told her.

"Okay, babe," she replied looking at me.

"Ooo, that made me feel all tingly inside," I replied and she laughed pushing me off of her.