Damon might have packed everything in his wardrobe into his case and that may have been why it didn't all fit in the case. Damon started to unpack some of the things he figured he didn't need. Tracey's parents had invited him over to have dinner at their house the next evening and Damon was positively freaking out about it. He'd barely been with the girl and he was already meeting her parents. He knew that his friends thought that he was this perfect goody-goody who wouldn't do anything wrong but the thing was that they had never seen him nervous when he had word vomit. He was just worried as to what he would say when they started talking to him.
Tracey greeted him at the door with a kiss on the cheek and dragged him around the house to the back garden. He had decided to wear a t-shirt with a blazer over it so that it was slightly more formal. Tracey said he could dress casually but he was just really nervous that he wanted to look really good.
Tracey laughed at Damon's sour expression. "You look like you're about to throw up," she grinned.
"Don't even start Trace," he muttered.
"I'm sorry," she said trying to stop laughing but failing miserably. Damon just sat there with an upset expression until Tracey stopped laughing. She nudged him slightly, "You really don't have anything to worry about Damon, I mean you're the kind of boy that parents love and I assure you that my parents will love you," she reassured him.
He smiled at her and kissed her lightly on the lips before she stood up and held a hand to him. He took it and let her lead him back to the dining room where there were already places sat. Damon sat next to Tracey while her parents took the heads of the table and Tracey's younger sister and brother sat opposite the two of them.
Damon grinned as he sat back on Tracey's bed; dinner had gone extremely well. Her parents were really nice and they didn't seem to mind that Damon wasn't perfect in every aspect. It was just the way that Tracey described them as being fairly strict that had him all freaked out before. After dinner, the four children had gone to the family room where Damon had played with toy cars with Tracey's little brother.
Tracey smiled at her boyfriend, she was really lucky to have him and he got on so well with Trevor; with her previous boyfriends, Trevor had always gone up to them and asked them to play but they had always just brushed him off, but not Damon, he happily agreed to play with the seven year old. Now she finally had him alone.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked gently running his hand up and down her arm. She smiled and told him. Damon sighed, "I really wish I didn't have to leave you but I've got to get back to my family,"
She nodded understandingly. She tapped the top of his nose, "Don't worry about me Damon, your family is probably missing you. I'll always have my sibling to play with if I get bored, call me when you arrive," Tracey sat up and walked Damon to the door.
"Thank your parents for the meal for me will you babe?" he said before bending down and kissing her. She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. When they finally broke apart they were both out of breath, a cloud of water vapour appearing in the gap between their mouths. Damon kissed her one last time before walking to his car and starting the drive home.
When he got back, his mum was there to welcome him and so was his older brother. Damon hadn't seen Matt, his brother, for five months and so when he saw him, they hugged for a long time. Damon had always been close to Matt despite their age difference and ever since Matt graduated and joined the army, the boys saw each other less than ever. Damon's mum chuckled at the sight of two grown men hugging so tightly before leaving the two to get caught up with each other.
She checked back on them two hours later to tell them that they really ought to be getting to bed and found them already fighting over whether Matt cheated at the videogame they were playing or not. She shook her head in amusement; they still acted the same way they did when they were five and nine.
"Okay boys," she said finally interceding, "stop fighting now or you're both going to bed without any ice cream," she used the same threat she had been using for the last decade but it still worked. They immediately shut up and turned to look at her expectantly. She smiled warmly and they followed her into the kitchen. The moment she pulled out the tub of ice cream, the two boys attacked it with the spoons they had at the ready.
She knew that they would finish it by the time they went to bed so she left and went to sleep herself because knowing those boys, they'd be up in the very early hours of the morning playing videogames because of all the sugar they were just about to consume.
The next morning, the two boys were passed out on the sofa and on the floor of the living room with the blankets everywhere half covering their half-naked bodies. Damon opened his eyes groggily and held his hand up to shield his eyes from the sunlight filtering through the blinds. Groaning he sat up and rubbed his sore muscles from sleeping on the ground. Looking at the time on the clock by the TV he saw that it was already 11 o'clock. Standing up, he headed into the kitchen and made himself some breakfast of cereal. There was a note on the fridge from his mum saying that she was out running some errands including buying groceries. Damon smiled to himself, even though they were gone for the most of the year and she was left alone, she still made sure that they didn't have to worry about her when they came back.
Sometimes Damon wished that his mum would go out and find a nice guy to date. It'd been over a decade since his dad died in the army and that was more than long enough for her to wait but for some reason, she seemed content with being alone. The thing that hurt Damon the most was when he caught her staring at his dad's military photograph with a longing as if she wishes he was still there. Damon shook his head to clear all depressing thoughts and focused on the amazing Christmas that he was going to have with his brother and mother.
okay, i know i'm a terrible person. i'm sorry it took so long to update, i've been really busy with school stuff and other things, i've also had a writer's block for the longest time, i just haven't had the inspiration to write. i nearly rewrote this entire chapter but decided that i had made you guys wait too long.
one the bright side, it's been snowing and so SKI SEASON HAS STARTED! i'm excited as hell but unfortunately due to the fact that my teachers hate me, i'm stuck at home doing homework this weekend :( you have no idea how pissed i am. i mean i've been waiting since last ski season ended, which was about a half year ago, and now i can't even go. i know that i can always go next week but it's still balls.
thank you for you lovely reviews :) remember, i'll only post after i get three reviews!
Georgia - i wouldn't mind my own mikey myself ;) unfortunately i'm probably going to end up forever alone. thank you so much for all your lovely comments 3 but seriously, if there's anything you would improve, let me know!
J. J. LaRoux - thank you! i'll try to update more often :P no promises though... you're probably the only person so far who has reviewed who hasn't wanted her with Mikey, but i guess we'll see!