your pov
"y/n, you've got to tell that poor boy sometime soon."
"i know nana, i just don't know how"
"you're turning 18 next week sweetheart, you need to practice some decision making"
decision making? hm...
"why are we even going?"
"i'm getting too old to stay in this little rundown town, i'd like to be near the beach and in the sun"
"but, what about what i want?" i don't want to go..
"you don't pay the bills, dear" she had an annoyed look across her aged face.
"but i DID pay the bills for four years when mum had cancer"
she looks down at the ground, i know what i said could've upset her, but it's true, and i'm almost an adult.
"i like it here nana, and i don't want to leave... i can provide for myself. you've seen how much i make from my streams and videos."
please don't make me go...
"well, i suppose you've proved your maturity enough to-"
"THANK YOU NANA" i rush over and hug her. i don't have to leave. i don't have to leave him.