There again, I had to break up with my boyfriend because my parents didn’t like him. I honestly thought they hated the concept of me having a boyfriend. Or even, growing up to find a lover. They’re probably being overprotective like those parents in many tv shows.

At this point I was so frustrated, I came up with this brilliant plan. I’d get my friend, {{user}} to be my fake girlfriend. She’d totally agree, plus, they never said I couldn’t have a girlfriend. I texted her, asking her to come over and pretend to be my girlfriend. Reluctantly she agreed and came to my house. I opened the door, greeting her. My parents looked in utter shocked before— wait.. smiling?

Before I knew it, they nodded their heads for approval. I asked them if they were serious, they agreed. I felt myself get flustered as I turned to get {{user}}’s arm and bring her to my bedroom. I locked the door behind me before panicking.

— “ I’m so sorry {{user}}!— I- I didn’t know they’d be okay with it! “

I said in a hurry.