5SOS Preferences

Finding Out Your Child's Not Straight

Ashton: "So, what did you want to talk to us about?" You ask curiously, watching your son, Oliver, take a seat across from Ashton and you on the small loveseat in you living room.

"Well, you see," he begins after some silence, nervously playing with the hem of his planel shirt, "I'm going on a date tonight-"

"That's my boy!" Ashton interrupts, beaming towards him, "what's her name than lad? Is it that Sydney girl you've told me about?"

"Uh, no..." Your son stammers, "you see that's what I wanted to talk to you about.. Because mom, dad, she is actually a he."

"Wait... What?" You ask, not having taken it in yet.

"My date is a, uh boy mom..."

"Oh," you say before standing up quickly, smiling widely as you take Oliver into your warm embrace mumbling a happy, "I'm so proud of you..."

"Well damn," Ashton pouts behind you, " now I don't even get to joke about getting someone pregnant!"

Michael: "Well that's new..." You mumble next to Michael as you scroll through your Facebook.

"What?" He asks, mouth full of chips as he leans over to what you're looking at.

"We'll it says here that our daughter is in a relationship with some girl named Tessa ..."

" Huh?" Michael asks, snatching the computer to look at the status before questionly saying, "perhaps Tessa is a guy with a girl name?"

"Unlikely," you begin, shaking you head at your husband, " but click on her name. It'll take us to her profile."

"Alright, " he mumbles, clicking on the highlighted name, watching as it relocates to a profile of a girl with purple streaked hair. "Well then," he begins up again, smirking as he turns to you, "looks like our baby girl isn't into dudes... She like boobs!"

"Of course you'd manage to make an inappropriate remark out of this..."

Calum: " Tristan," you knock on your sons bedroom door, hoping he's able to hear you over the loud music him and his classmate have been listening to, "I have some cookies for Colyn and you..." No response. "Fine then, I'll just walk in.." You mumble-sigh (yes, I did just make that up), opening the door to only stop.

"Mom!" Tristian gasps, face red as he gets off his 'classmate' rather quickly.

"Hm," you smirk not even fazed by your sons new identified sexuality, slightly wiggling your eyebrows, "sorry I interrupted."

"Mom." Tristian says again, only this time due to annoyance.

"Sorry, sorry," you tell him, setting the cookies down, "I'll leave you alone... Just make sure to use protection then." You wink, watching his face go a deeper red as the boy next to him let's out a small laugh.

"Seriously mom!?"

Luke: "Hm," you sigh you towards Luke as the doorbell rings, "must be Kylee's date."

"I'll get it then," he tells you, game on voice taking over as he walks to the front door, opening it, "good evening s-I mean dear?" You hear Luke say confused, his over the top manly voice gone, as you look to see not a boy at the door, but a girl.

"Uh, hi..." She mumbles, looking down, " is Kylee ready?"

"Not yet sweety," you smile, taking a spot next to Luke at the door, " but why don't you come in to wait?" You then ask her, stepping aside to let her in.

"Thanks.." She tells you, walking past to take a seat on the couch as you continue to smile widely at her, because who would've guessed, your daughters Prince Charming is your daughters Princess.

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Hey, I'm back *que rain of confetti*! Sorry I've been a bit also, sorry for any mistakes... I'm on my phone lol

Skylar x