Patricia's POV
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Worst day ever.
Parents party evening.
Do you want to know why it is the worst day?
Because of Alfie!
Alfie and my parents think we are dating and if we don't act coupley, will get angry and make a giant scene, going on about disappointment, blah, blah, blah.
Another bad thing.
I haven't told Eddie.
He will be furious.
"Hey Yacker, can't wait for you to introduce me to your parents," he smirked.
"Um," I said nervously.
"Do I wear formal or casual?" he asked.
"Formal but….." I started.
"This is so exciting, what colour is your dress, we need to colour co-ordinate," he worried.
"It's blue but….." I tried again.
"Are your parents strict or fun?" he asked.
"Strict but…" I tried for the third time.
"Oh so should I introduce myself as Mr Miller or Eddie Miller?" he interrupted again.
"Eddie I can't introduce you to my parents!" I shouted.
"What?" he asked, looking hurt.
"My parents think me and Alfie are dating," I admitted.
"But Alfie is with Amber!" he frowned.
"Amber is fine with it, my parents and Alfie's parents are a bit hard to please," I explained.
"Okay, just tell them you and Alfie broke up," he suggested.
"They would kill us," I shouted.
"Fine, just don't tell them we are together, see if I care," he snapped, storming away.
I rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour.
"Patricia would you mind if me and Eddie go together, I mean as you are going with my boyfriend," Amber smiled.
"Sure," I nodded.
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When we got to the ball I spotted our parents.
"Patricia, Alfred, darlings, how are you to?" my mother asked.
"Very well thanks," Alfie grinned.
"Glad to see you two are still together, you will make a lovely wife to Alfred, Patricia," Alfie's father grinned.
I felt a bit sick and a bit offended.
"Thank you sir," I smiled.
"Let us sit," my father said.
We sat at the nearest table.
"So what would you darlings like to drink?" Alfie's mother asked.
"Banana juice!" Alfie grinned.
"Don't be ridiculous, banana juice! Children these days!" Alfie's father tutted.
"How about you Patricia?" my mother asked.
"Could I have 2 bottles of Vodka and 6 cans of beer," I smirked.
"Patricia!" my mother screamed.
"Mother dearest you see, the thing is I am not dating Alfredo, I actually find the idea revolting and would rather eat tuna than kiss him," I admitted, laughing a bit.
"And I hate gingers," Alfie smirked.
"My hair isn't ginger," I replied, confused.
"I know, I was just stating a fact," Alfie grinned.
"Bye," I smiled.
And Alfie and I made a run for it before our parents had us restrained and forced us to get married.
I WAS GOING TO DO A BIT FROM EDDIE'S POV BUT I THINK PATRICIA'S IS MORE INTERESTING! PLEASE REVIEW.