A/N: Tada! Random crack fic! I have no idea where this came from but it's here! Lol…
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Disclaimer: Don't own N2N..sorry peeps!
It was a normal Saturday night for Natalie and Henry…meaning going out somewhere, coming back to one of their houses and completely making out. They were over Henry's this week. They sat on his bed, tangled in each other's arms, kissing like there was no tomorrow.
He felt rather intimate tonight and brought his lips down to her neck, still kissing. But as they continued, he noticed something that he hadn't noticed before.
He pulled away from her and just stared, sniffing the air. "Are you wearing perfume?"
"Um….yeah." she responded, adjusting the strap of her tank top, which had been falling off. "Why?"
"I dunno…it smells…familiar. I kind of like it." he leaned into her and started to kiss her once again, this time taking in the full scent of her perfume.
He couldn't exactly put his finger on it, but the scent seemed so familiar. He knew he'd smelled it before. It was some weird, gentle sweetness. It wasn't potent and it wasn't subtle either. It was just the right amount. He couldn't help but to notice that the scent sort of turned him on. He had no idea why…until it came to him.
He pulled away from Natalie as quick as possible, practically throwing her off of him.
"What the hell?" She asked, staring at him like he insane.
"I know where I've smelled that perfume before!"
"Ok…where?"
He sort of shuddered and revealed to her, "My mom used to wear it…"
She just burst out into laughter, not caring about how late at night it was. "So wait…you're turned on by something your mom wore?"
"Yes…"
She just laughed some more. "I don't know which is weirder: the fact that your mom and me wear the same perfume or the fact that you're turned on by your mom!"
He just shook his head as she leaned in to kiss him this time, refusing. "I can't do this anymore!"
"Why not? You never had a problem before."
"Here it is: It's like practically doing it with my mom!"
She gave him a blank stare and rolled her eyes. "Henry, you're not doing your mom. This is me." She quickly kissed him again…
But he pulled away and just shouted, "This is too awkward!"
"Ok, then…have it your way…"
He angrily slouched back onto the bed, thinking Thanks, Mom…
A/N; Awww…poor Henry…
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