Alex's POV

"Mmm John." I mumbled as John kissed down my neck and pulled at my shirt collar. John pulled up for air, so I took over and moved down from his jaw to his neck to his collarbone.

"John, we need to... John?" A woman burst into the room and started, but trailed off when she saw us.

"Uh, hi mom." He said, sitting up and scooting away from me on his bed.

"Who's this?" She asked, looking interested, but in the way parents do when they're about to punish their kids.

"Mom, this is my boyfriend, Alexander." John introduced me.

"Nice to meet you, Alexander." She said, coming into the room and shaking my hand.

"Alex." I replied, smiling. I wanted to come off better than the boy her son was making out with to John's mom.

We sat there in an awkward silence for a few seconds before Dr. Washington walked in.

"Ok, are we ready to get started?" He said, then saw me. "Alex if you don't mind..."

"I get it. I'll go. I have chemo anyway." I said, then walked out.

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John's POV

I barly listened to Dr. Washington and my mom while he was updating her on my medical stuff. I know how I am, and I know nothings changed. I also know that I'm nowhere close to getting a lung transplant.

I also know that I'm about to get my ass handed to me by my mother.

She started her mantra before Dr. Washington even closed the door behind him.

"What the hell are you thinking? It is not a good idea for you to have a boyfriend right now! You need to focus on your health, and your treatments so you can get new lungs! Does he have CF? Because that could kill you, John! Do you hear me? Kill you!"

"Mom, stop." I said, shutting her down. "He doesn't have CF. He had liver cancer. He also makes sure that I take care of myself. We sit together at all of our treatments. He's also tutoring me with all my school stuff so I can get caught back up."

"T-tutoring you?" She stuttered. "How old his he?"

"He's a junior." I mumbled almost inaudibly. She would never approve of me dating a guy who's two years older.

"What?" She asked, getting mad.

"He's a junior." I said again, at a normal volume this time.

"A what?" She asked, appalled. "A junior? What the hell, John?"

"What's wrong with it?" I ask standing my ground.

"He's so much older, and he's going to distract you." She claimed, then I picked up my phone and started texting.

"Who are you texting?" She demanded.

"The president of the United States." I said sarcastically. "Who do you think I'm texting, mom? I'm texting Alex."

It read, Can u come back?

He responded sure then opened the door to my room less than a minute later.

"Whats up?" He asked. Seeing my mom and Alex next to each other made me realize that he's taller than my mom, though she's not that tall, which embarrassed me because I'm the same height as her.

"Tell my mom why your such a good boyfriend." I said to him. He came over and sat down on the couch on the other side of the bed from her, and she crossed her arms and gave him a death glare. Then, he finally started talking.

"Ms. Laurens," He started, "I know that your first impression of me is the guy who's making out with your very sick son on his hospital bed, and you probably don't like that guy. But, I just want to tell you that I'm not really that guy. First of all, I've been on the honor roll every year at school since sixth grade, and I've kept my grades up, even through cancer and chemo. I plan on helping tutor your son to help him catch up not only with his eighth grade work, but also his ninth grade work while he's in the hospital so he can be back with his friends when he goes back to school, and, most importantly, I care about your son and his health. I know what it's like to be sick. I've had on and off liver cancer since fourth grade, so I know how it feels. I want you to know that I'm here for your son."

"Ok." She responded, then turned towards the door. "I'll see you tomorrow, John." She said, then walked out the door.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed when I was sure she was gone. "That was amazing!" He came over and sat next to me on the bed.

"This isn't my first rodeo." He smirked, then leaned in for a long, deep kiss.

"I cannot believe you got my moms approval." I said once he pulled away. "That's really hard to do."

"I like to think it's my natural charm." He said, then we laughed.

"No, seriously. Last time she walked in on me making out with a boyfriend, she was so pissed. She didn't tell me to break up with his or anything, but she never liked him after." I remembered.

"Wow." Alex gaped. "How long were you two together?"

"Only a few months." I said, trying to remember exactly when we got together. "She only knew him for one or two."

"Hey, Where was your sister today?" Alex wondered.

"When they were here yesterday, she told me she was going to a friends birthday party." I explained. "It's good she wasn't here today, or my mom would've killed me."

"Well then maybe I can meet her sometime later. And when I'm not attached to your face." I giggled.

"Well, I think it was my collarbone..." I trailed off.

"Oh yeah?" He asked, then kissed my collarbone. "Like this?"

"I think so." I moaned.

"Yeah." He smiled, then we went back to making out. That was a good day.

(A/N - So John's mom approves! Woo hoo! Don't forget to review!)