at the expense of people whom he cared about and hoped to protect

anonymous asked:

What do you know about Georges Washington de Lafayette

All sources from Lafayette by Harlow Giles Unger: 

Georges Washington de Lafayette was born on December 24th, 1779. Adrienne wrote to her husband rather icily at his army camp. She offered sarcastic recognition of her husband’s many responsibilities in the military, she scolded him or not being with her and their new child. The baby’s full name wsa Georges Louis Gilbert Washington de Motier Marquis de Lafayette, he would always call himself George Washington Lafayette. The one he was named after, George Washington, became his godfather.

May 1781, Adrienne wrote that Georges “nearly died teething” and left her “weakened by anxieties”. During Gilbert de Lafayette’s second-to-last visit to America in 1784-1785, his returning ship ran aground and repairs delayed his departure home for a week. General Greene and Henry Knox had come to see him off, and the three spent long hours together reminiscing with Alexander Hamilton. Lafayette urged Greene, Hamilton and Knox to send their boys to him in Paris for several years of European education. He promised in turn, he would send his own boy, George Washington to them. Lafayette said he wanted his son educated at Harvard.

Unlike other European parents, Adrienne and Gilbert did not keep their children at a distance with tutors; they adored their children openly, embraced them spontaneously and showed them off to all their guests. Benjamin Franklin listened with a smile as seven-year-old Anastasie and five-year-old George sang children’s songs in English. Georges used to also help his father attach his sheathed sword and other military trappings.

When Georges was ten years old, one guard unit sought to make him an honorary second lieutenant, his father turned the honor into theater: “Gentlemen,” he proclaimed to the assembled militiamen, “my son is no longer mine; he belongs to you and to our nation.”–and the troops roared as Georges stepped forward and stood at attention in his snappy-looking new uniform in the Paris guards. Felix Frestel was his tutor, starting when he was eleven years of age; he was a principal of the College de Plessis, his father’s secondary school, the Lafayettes retained him to tutor their son privately until he was old enough to enroll in classes.

During the Reign of Terror, while Gilbert de Lafayette was in prison and Adrienne was just being arrested. The police nearly to their home, Adrienne ordered a governess to flee with ten year old Virginie to a nearby farmer’s house, while thirteen year old Georges and his tutor Frestel rushed into the woods and fifteen year old Anastasie hid in a secret in cubby in one of the towers. Unaware of her husband’s fate, Adrienne (on house arrest) grew fearful for the survival her only son–the only person who could inherit his father’s name and fortune. Every once and a while, Frestel would descend from the mountain hideaway late at night and report on her son’s health and his future. They agreed on a plan to obtain a false license and passport as a merchant and go to the port at Bordeaux with Georges, who would feign the role of his apprentice.

When Adrienne was released by Elizabeth Monroe’s manipulation, James and Elizabeth Monroe both aided Adrienne in acquiring a fake passport, ID and changed Georges name in order for him to be able to travel to the United States undeterred. Monroe obtained government counterstamps on their passports for them to go to America, with the boy traveling as “George Motier.” Adrienne gave Frestel a letter for president Washington written in French, which she hoped the American president would be able to read and understand:

[Translated French-English] “Sir, I send you my son… It is deep and sincere confidence that I entrust this dear child to the protection of the United States (which he had long regarded as his second country and which I have long regarded as our sanctuary), and to the particular protection of their president, whose feelings towards the boy’s father I well know. The bearer of this latter, sir, has, during our troubles, been our support, our resource, our consolation, my son’s guide. I want him to continue in that role… I want them to remain inseparable until the day we have the joy of reuniting in the land of liberty. I owe my own life and those of my children to this man’s generous attention… My wish is for my son to live in obscurity in America; that he resume the studies that three years of misfortune have interrupted, and that far from lands that might crush his spirit or arouse his violent indignation, he can work to fulfill the responsibilities of a citizen of the United States… I will say nothing here about my own circumstances, nor those of one for whom I feel far greater concern than I do for myself. I leave it to the friend who will present this letter to you to express the feelings of a heart which has suffered too much to be conscious of anything but gratitude, of which I owe much to Mr. Monroe… I beg you, Monsieur Washington, to accept my deepest sense of obligation, confidence, respect and devotion.”

At Olmutz prison, Adrienne coaxed the prison commander to let her write to specific family members, whom she had identified with each letter obtain approval. He read every word she wrote and rejected a letter written to her son. The received occasional news from the outside, the rest of the Lafayette family heard Georges arrived safely in Boston in September of 1795. Adrienne did not know was that her son’s arrival plunged his godfather, the American president, into a potentially embarrassing political and diplomatic situation that posed dangers to the Lafayette family. George Washington was unable to publicly offered sanctuary to Georges in the America because the French might consider it a threat to their neutrality. Washington decided to leave the boy in New England until the government recessed later in the year and he could move to Mount Vernon. Washington asked Massachusetts senator George Cabot to enroll young Lafayette incognito at Harvard college, “the expense of which as also of every other means for his support, I will pay.” Washington also wrote to his godson: “to begin to fulfill my role of father, I advise you to apply yourself seriously to your studies. Your youth should be usefully employed, in order that you may deserve in all respects to be considered as the worthy son of your illustrious father.”

In America, Georges studied at Harvard, was a house guest of George Washington at the presidential mansion in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and at the Washington family home in Mount Vernon, Virginia. Young Lafayette chose to make his way to New York where he waited in hopes to join Washington in Philadelphia and lived with the Washington’s for the next two years. He also stayed with Alexander Hamilton in his New York home.

The Lafayette family, Georges’s two sisters, his mother and his father were released from prison in 1797, but it wasn’t until 1798 that Georges was able to return to France. In February, on a sunny day, Georges–who had just turned nineteen–arrived back in Europe to the embrace of his family; he also brought with him a letter from George Washington. His father had not seen him in six years. Initially at Cambridge, then a few weeks with Alexander Hamilton in New York, before going to the Washingtons in Mount Vernon after the president’s retirement. On his return to France, George first went to Paris, where he found only blackened stone shell of his beautiful boyhood home on the rue de Bourbon. George’s arrival in Holstein revived the spirits of all exiled families.

“He is perfect physically: tall, with a noble and charming face. His temperament is all that we could wish is all that we could wish. He had the same kind heart that you remember, and his mind is far more mature than is usual for his age.” Lafayette wrote to his Aunt. Virginie wrote to her as well, “My brother is grown so tall, that when he arrived we could scarcely recognize him, but we have found all those qualities in him that we always knew. He is just as good a brother as he was at Chavaniac. He is so like Papa that people in the streets can see immediately that his his son.” While attempting to retain the family land that the Lafayette’s lost when it was all confiscated, Adrienne returned to Paris for a second time to try at negotiation–this time she brought Georges with her, who, she believed might intimidate government clerks more than Virginie.

Georges also was a prod at his father, who was writing his Memoires and who would grow impatient when Georges wasn’t there to coax him to write it. Mid-1799, Gilbert grew impatient with Adrienne’s constant absences, “It is two years today, dear Adrienne, since we left the prison to which you came, bringing me consolation and life… How can we arrange our spending the winter together?”

In the Spring of 1802, George Washington de Lafayette married Emilie de Tracy, the daughter of Destutt de Tracy, a renowned philosopher who had served in the Constituent Assembly with Lafayette and as a cavalry commander under him at the frontier in 1792, just before Lafayette fled France. Pere Carrichon, the priest who had blessed three of Adrienne’s family members as they marched up to the guillotine, performed the ceremony. After the wedding, the Lafayette’s and the de Tracy’s went south together for a long visit to the Chavaniac–”to share our new found happiness with our old aunt, who still had all her faculties,” according to Virginie.

Italy rebelled against French rule and Georges and his brother-in-law were called to military service. His mother and his father were responsible for caring for his wife, she had just given birth to a little baby girl. He served as a second lieutenant in the French Army under Napoleon Emperor Napoleon blocked every promotion for Gilbert’s son and sons-in-law, prevented them from ranking up in the army despite the highest recommendations of their commanders. During one battle, George suffered a minor wound saving the life of General Grouchy to whom he was an aide-de-comp for and had given up his horse for during battle.

1805, Russia and Austria joined Britain in a new coalition against France, but French armies swept northward through Austria and crushed a combined Austro-Russian army at the decisive battle of Austerlitz in Moravia (now eastern Czech Republic). Two days later Austria sued for peace, and the Russian army limped home to Mother Russia to lick its wounds. In 1806, Napoleon destroyed the Prussian army at Lena and extended the French empire eastward to Warsaw. With peace at hand, with no chance for promotion, and with their military commitments complete, Georges Washington and his two brother-in-laws resigned their commissions. Although his father grumbled at the emperor’s pettiness, Adrienne rejoiced to have the boys home safely; she wanted no more knights in the family and reveled in the presence of the three young couples and their children, all of whom made La Grange their permanent home.  

August 1807, Georges and his father went to visit the elder Lafayette’s Aunt Charlotte and inspect the Chavaniac properties. In their absence, Adrienne developed terrible pains and high fever; she began vomiting uncontrollably, unable to retain any food or liquid. They moved near Paris and Lafayette and George raced up from Chavaniac from La Grange. Both refusing to leave her bedside.

In March 1814, George introduced his father to the young duc d’Orleans. 1821, they both returned to their home on the rue d’Anjou. In his father’s later years Georges was always hovering at his side. Georges helped him with his Memoires and his voluminous correspondence. At six each evening, the courtyard bell sounded dinner, and as many as thirty people poured into the huge dining room–Lafayette’s children and grandchildren. Virginie and Anastasie sat opposite their father as hostesses, Georges always sat beside him. 1820, thirty nine year old Georges and Lafayette organized a group of young liberals into a new political club, Les Amis de la Liberte de la Presse. In the Autumn of 1821, King Louis XVIII posted spies outside La Grange, considering arresting Lafayette and Georges.

On Gilbert de Lafayette’s last trip to America, Georges accompanied him. “My brave light infantry!” his father cried out once, “That is exactly how their uniforms looked. What courage! How I loved them!” In an accident, a boat they were taking sunk and they were assured into lifeboats and rowed to shore. At bunker hill, Lafayette gathered soil from the ground, placing it into a tiny flask and told Georges to sprinkle the soil across his grave when he passed so that he would be apart of two countries when he was buried. Throughout most of the trip, he stayed close company with his father’s secretary, Auguste Levasseur. They visited Mount Vernon again and Georges got to meet Thomas Jefferson at Monticello. 1826, Lafayette and his son thought of America and sailed away towards home.

In 1832, Lafayette sent Georges back to La Grange to help Anastasie and Virginie cope with the needs of the family and the villagers,while he remained in Paris to help the government deal with the emergency. During the battle of the Bastille, Georges managed to hustle his father from the fighting and blood. After the death of his father, Georges Washington covered his father’s coffin with the dirt they gathered at bunker hill.

Georges Washington de Lafayette had five children total with his wife, Emilie de Tracy:

Oscar Thomas Gilbert Motier de Lafayette (1815–1881) was educated at the École Polytechnique and served as an artillery officer in Algeria. He entered the Chamber of Deputies in 1846 and voted with the extreme Left. After the revolution of 1848, he received a post in the provisional government; as a member of the Constituent Assembly, he became secretary of the war committee. After the dissolution of the Legislative Assembly in 1851, he retired from public life, but emerged on the establishment of the third republic, becoming a life senator in 1875.

Edmond Motier de Lafayette (1818–1890) shared his brother’s political opinions and was one of the secretaries of the Constituent Assembly and a member of the senate from 1876 to 1888.

Natalie de Lafayette who married Adolphe Périer, a banker and nephew of Casimir Pierre Périer.

Matilde de Lafayette who married Maurice de Pusy (1799–1864, son of Jean-Xavier Bureau de Pusy).

Clementine de Lafayette who married Gustave de Beaumont.

None can direct agnatic claim to the Lafayette name. It disappeared after Georges sons both died before having a male son. He spent the remaining years immediately following his father’s death organizing Lafayette’s letters, speeches and papers and compiling together his Memoires and more of his writing which was published in a six volumes in Paris in 1837-1838 he retained is seat in the Chamber of Deputies until the summer of 1849, remaining a loyal member of the ultra liberal minority his father had organized to oppose the restrictive dicta of King Louis Philippe. He lived to see the third French revolution of his life in 1848. 1848, Georges won reelection to his old seat in the Chamber of Deputies, but he failed to win the following year. He died in November 1849, never achieving the celebrity of his father.

Stupid Heart (Chapter Two)

May 06, 2017, Saturday [#142]

Title: Stupid Heart (A The Royal Romance fanfic)

Chapter Two summary: Drake doesn’t know what Riley‘s goals are when it comes to Liam, but he intends to find out.

Story summary: It wasn’t Drake’s fault that he fell in love with a foreigner who somehow got herself in the running to be the future queen of Cordonia. He had his stupid heart to blame for that.

Link to previous chapter:
01. (Chapter One: The Coronation)



Chapter Two: Best Friend

Drake shook his head in amusement. Ordering medium-rare fillet mignon with bearnaise sauce at a bar? These guys were hopeless. He was sure that being nobility had its advantages, but from what he had seen of the royal court, it seemed that commoners like Drake had more common sense, which, really, was a skill that was more useful than wine pairing or waltz.

He took over the ordering. “We’ll be fine with a bottle of whiskey… and four deluxe burgers.”

“Four?” the waitress repeated, puzzled.

At her question, Drake nodded his head to indicate that she should turn around, and when she did, their group’s order finally made sense to her. After speaking as politely to Liam as she had to the rest of them, she left to take their order to the kitchen.

From the lack of fawning, it was obvious that she had no idea who Liam was, and Drake hoped it stayed that way…



…except it didn’t. One trip to an admittedly gorgeous beach cove later, Liam apparently spilled the beans about being a prince, and, all of a sudden, the waitress – whose name turned out to be Riley – was taking him on a private tour to see the Statue of Liberty.

Which was suspicious.

Even in Drake’s own family, there were people who kept telling him that he was ‘wasting’ his friendship with Liam; that he should ask to be made minor nobility or a court adviser or something else that would elevate Drake’s family’s status. He had no intention of listening to them.

And Drake knew how other people, especially Cordonian nobility, saw him – as a random guy who mooched off of Liam’s private jets and expensive banquets and exotic trips around the world.

Frankly, he didn’t care that they thought that because he knew it wasn’t true. His best friend was Liam, not 'Prince’ Liam.

But he knew that not everybody had that kind of attitude. Riley had taken Liam to the Statue of Liberty after she found out that he was a prince, not before.

Of course, maybe she had nothing evil in mind. Maybe she wasn’t a gold digger. Maybe she was just a normal person who was looking for a chance to have an exciting story to tell her friends…



…and if she was, she definitely got it when that idiot Maxwell volunteered to sponsor her in the competition.

He would really need to have a word with that moron.

Because he was a commoner himself, Drake knew how conniving, mercenary, and deceptive most commoners could be. Maybe Riley genuinely thought she and Liam could have something meaningful; or maybe she was just a random girl who wanted a once-in-a-lifetime experience… or maybe she had less innocent plans in mind.

Drake honestly didn’t know… but he loved Liam like a brother, and if this waitress was out to take advantage of him in any way, she would have Drake to answer to.



(End of Chapter Two.) (Word count: 499 words.)

Chapter Two notes: This takes place during Book One, Chapter One. This is what I theorize Drake is like - the nobles don’t trust him because he’s a commoner, but in reality, it’s other commoners whom they shouldn’t trust, and Drake, in his own way, is trying to protect his best friend from people who might take advantage of him. I think that would explain perfectly why he’s less than welcoming towards Riley in the plane - like he’s seen gold digging commoners in the past, so he has no reason to trust her.

Prompt: The main prompt for this chapter was this week’s #ChoicesCreates (Round Eight) one-word prompt, “friendship,” which was posted by @hollyashton and hosted by me, @firefly-hwufanficwriter.

Chapter One acknowledgements: Thanks to all those who read the previous chapter! 😊 I’d also like to thank @choices-addict for reblogging Chapter One! 😋😋

(If possible, I would love to know what you thought of this chapter! Thank you very much for reading!)

(Waiting for H.W.U. to come back, forever and always; 06/05/17.)

anonymous asked:

Yugbam, bambam bullies yugyeom around a lot but at the end of the day, bambam is the little spoon

warnings: uhhhhHHHH

word count: 4.6k 

author: angel

a/n: guess who’s filling a prompt which isn’t even on her prompt list T.T I’m so very sorry for how disorganised I’m being about this but this prompt kinda just hit me and I just kinda- yeah. and omg the amount of irrelevant crap that’s in here (I blame Bi entirely, it’s all her fault ):<) and this was supposed to be short and angsty but I think I’m physically incapable of writing sad endings or short fics T.T so here I am. sigh :(

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Protective/Possessive BTS: Brother Edition

Everyone seems to enjoy this series most (including myself) so I thought we shouldn’t let it die down and continue with another part :* I have many more ideas for this series, so even if this part is disappointing to you in any way, we’ll have a better part of the series next time :* 

Parts we already did: Boyfriend / Kdrama Boyfriend / Sunbae / Husband

Please enjoy it well <333 Dedicated to the bae @kimseokjinsprincess.

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Jin: *Is really irritated that there’s a man in your life whom you spend more time with than him*

Him: “I swear, ______, ever since you’re dating your classmate you have forgotten about your brother. Remember how we used to play Mario together? Or how you used to give me a hug when I came home on the weekends?”

You: “I’ll give you a hug here and now if you fry me some chicken”

Him: “[Desperate] Okay, deal”

Originally posted by jinsthighs

Suga: *Only let’s you watch Kpop, kdramas etc. if they’re not too sexual which results in you having never heard Rap Mon’s mixtape but being able to sing along to Bangtan’s Eco Driving Song*

Him: “[Grandpa Yoongi] Safety first! Yay!”

You: “[Under your breath] Just you wait, oppa, I’ll buy ‘Expensive Girl’ from the black market if I have to”

Originally posted by pdmin

Rap Monster: *You were just talking to the cute boy next door when Namjoon comes up from behind and ruins the mood*

Him: “Hey guys, what’s up, huh? Should we go to the amusement park this weekend? Now that I have my driving license, I can take you places. Let’s have fun, shall we?”

You: “God help me

Originally posted by the-rap-man

J-Hope: *Always takes your hand when you go outside even though you’re already a teenager. People have asked you multiple times if your brother is your boyfriend because of it*

You: “Oppa, I’m old enough to cross this street by myself, you don’t need to hold my hand like a toddler’s”

Him: “Shut up and stay close. The city centre is dangerous. I won’t let my sibling get run over by a car. Now be a good girl and look left and right”

Originally posted by hobilu

Jimin: *Chimchim always checks up on you. For instance, if you laugh to loudly watching a variety show, he’ll stick his head into your room and check whether you are alright. It’s a bit obsessive, yet at times you are happy that there’s always someone around who would take care of you*

You: [Screaming because of a jump scare in a movie]

Him: “[Is at your door in no time] _______, are you okay? There was some loud noise?”

You: “Oppa, I think it would be better if we watched this movie together, it’s quite scary to be honest”

Originally posted by queenparkjimin

V: *His heart is breaking when you go on an exchange trip abroad, leaving him proud but worried and longing to have his sibling back*

Him: *I wonder if the host family is treating her well? And what about her new calssmates? They won’t make fun of her because of her English accent, will they? Is she eating enough? God, I just want her to return to Korea safely*

Originally posted by kpop-kdrama-kvariety

Jungkook: *Your immature boyfriend just broke up with you via text, leaving you devastated and crying in your room. Kookie comes in cautiously and tries to comfort you*

Him: “What a douchebag, seriously. How dare he treat a wonderful girl like this. Should I go teach him a lesson, _______? I might be younger than him but he’s no match for me. He really has to learn that he shouldn’t treat people like that, it makes me furious, what an arrogant prick”

Originally posted by btsfunboyz

The boys meeting your daughter's boyfriend for the first time (requested)

Ashton: “Where do you think you’re going missy” your daughter tried to head to the door as quietly as possible, but not quite enough.  “Out” she turned around, her face facing the ground, “where too?” Ashton crossed him arms across his chest, “to dinner” she mumbled, “with whom?” she mumbled a name that Ashton couldn’t hear, “who?” “Nathan” she finally met his eyes. “As in a date?” your daughter slowly nodded her head, “you haven’t left yet? I thought Nathan was picking you up?” you walked into the room, “you knew she was going out” “yes Ash, I did. Relax, she’s 16 she is allowed to have a boyfriend” “boy-boyfriend?” Ashton couldn’t believe what he was told, “yes dad, we’ve been going out for 3 months” “why didn’t you tell me?” your husband sounded broken, his own daughter didn’t tell him about her first, well he was hoping, her first boyfriend. “Because I knew you would act like this, and he means a lot to me, mum you’ve met him, help?” your daughter turned to you with hoping eyes. “He is a nice guy, I didn’t tell my parents about how we were going out for about a year after we started going out, so you have no right to act like this” you told Ashton, “you really care about him?” he turned to face his daughter, “yeah dad, I do, and he really cares about me, I know he does” “then tell him to come inside, I want to meet him” your daughter smiled, nodding her head before going outside, coming back in a minute later with a nerves boy following her inside, “hi Mrs Irwin” he smiled towards you, “hello Nathan” you smiled back. “Hi Mr. Irwin, I’m Nathan” he held out his hand, waiting for Ashton to respond, “Where are you taking my daughter tonight?” Ashton ignored his handshake, “out for dinner, at Parrazie, I’ll have her back by 11” “that place is expensive” “y/d/n only deserves the best” Nathan was still shaking, “have her back by 11, one minute late-” “Ashton” you stopped him from talking, “I promise you she’ll be home, safely by 11” Ashton nodded, “bye dad” your daughter took Nathans hand, and started walking towards the door, “Nathan” Ashton stopped him, “nice meeting you” Nathan smiled, knowing that Ashton didn’t hate him, “nice meeting you too sir, bye” he smiled before walking out the door.

Michael: “What’s gotten you into such a good mood?” Michael asked, as your daughter smiled happily into the lounge room when you and Michael were watching tv. “no reason” she shrugged, before her phone went off, she smile even brighter, “who’s that?” you asked, “no one” she didn’t take her eyes off of the screen, “who’s Ben heart heart heart?” your younger son came into the room, reading over your daughters shoulder, “yes y/d/n, who is Ben, heart heart heart?” Michael asked, “my boyfriend” she mumbled, not taking her eyes off her phone, “I want to meet this Ben” Michael told her daughter, “you’re not mad?” she smiled, “depends what he’s like”
*few nights later*
“what time is he coming” you asked, as your daughter was sitting on the kitchen bench playing with her thumbs, “anytime from now”- “and how long have you been going out for?” you heard Michael taking, “just over a month sir” you heard a younger boy stumble, “dad!” your daughter yelled, running to the front door to see Ben still standing outside, and Michael asking him questions. “Ben, come inside” your daughter pushed past Michael, grabbing hold of Bens hand, walking through the house until she got to the kitchen where you were. “Mum this is Ben” she smiled, “Hi Mrs. Clifford” he smiled to you.
For the rest of the night, Michael never stopped asking Ben questions, until “how did you too meet?” “well actually, she was in my science class, sitting at the back, some people were picking on her-” “y/d/n how come you never told us?” you asked your daughter, “it’s okay mum, it hardly ever happened, plus it doesn’t happen anymore, because Ben came up and sat down next to me and told the guys that if they ever talked to me again, they would regret it” “so you think violets is the answer?” Michael asked, “No sir, of course not, I’m just trying to protect y/d/n” “protect her huh?” “Yes sir, I’m always going to protect her.”

Luke: “so um… dad? Mum?” your daughter walked into your bedroom, “yeah sweetie?” Luke answered, “um, so you know Tim right?” you and Luke stayed quiet, only nodding your heads, “well um… I kind of want you to meet him” she stumbled, “where did this come from?” you asked, “unless, did he ask you out?” “Dad, stop trying to act like one of my friends” your daughter laughed, “we’ve been going out for a while… and yeah, I really want him to meet you guys” she smiled at the fact that neither of you were angry for keeping the secret. “That would be great, how about we all go out for lunch tomorrow?” you suggested, “sure.”
*next day*
Your daughter lead the way to the table where Tim was sitting, she quickly walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek while he wrapped his arms around her waist, but quickly pulled apart when he saw Luke staring him down, “hi Mrs and Mr Hemming’s, I’m Tim” he held out his hand, “hi Tim nice too meet you, please call me y/n” you shook his hand, “keep it Mr Hemming’s” Luke said, taking his hand, continuing to stare him down.  
When Tim left to quickly go to the bathroom, it left you, Luke and your daughter sitting at the table, “dad can you stop being rude, you were fine last night” your daughter told Luke, “you are breaking up with him at the end of this lunch, that is final” Luke stood up walked out of the café, with your daughter following. “Dad, why are you so against him?” she begged, “I don’t want you having a boyfriend” he stressed out, “why not?” “because you’re my baby girl, if you get a boyfriend, then thing you’re moving out, getting married, having kids, you’re meant to me my 3 year old who would come running to me when you got a cut on your knee, not going out with some stupid teenage boy” without a second thought, you’re daughter wrapped her arms around her dad, “I’ll always be you’re baby girl dad, I don’t plan on moving out, or getting married anytime soon, I still need to finish school” she laughed, “which is coming to end for you, so you need to be studying” “dad, Tim means a lot of me, I’ve known him since year 7, please can you just trust him?” she asked again, “can you please go back inside and be nice, I really want you to like him” she gave him the puppy dog eyes, “please dad?” she begged, “if it’s want you really want” he sighed, giving her another hug before finally accepting the fact that is baby girl isn’t going to be a baby for much longer.

Calum: “Who is this?” Calum held up your daughters phone in front of her face, showing her lock screen of her and a boy kissing her check, “Zac” she told him, taking the phone from his hands, “who is he?” “My boyfriend” she stated like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “when am I meeting him?”  He asked, still annoyed that his own daughter didn’t trust him enough to tell him this. “He’s coming around in a moment to take me out” “I thought you said you were going out with Lilly tonight, anything else you’ve lied about?” “that’s not a lie, I’m going to the movies with friends tonight, including Zac and Lilly” she told Calum, “I’m meeting him tonight, if I don’t like them then you’re not going” “dad, that’s not fair” “yes it is and that’s final”
When Zac finally come to the front door, Calum quickly answered the door, your daughter panicking behind him. “Hi Mr. Hood, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Zac” “Zac, hey” your daughter came up behind him, trying to push past you, “where are you two going tonight?” Calum continued to ask questions, “I’m taking y/d/n, to see a movie with some of our other friends from school” Zac said, “Which movie?” “Catching Fire, sir” “when will you have her home by?” “Dad can you please stop with the questions?” your daughter begged, “well?” Calum waited for an answer, “no later than 11, I can promise you that” “10:30 is the latest” Calum ‘corrected’ Zac, “no later than 10:30” Zac repeated after Calum, showing him that he understands. “Come on, let’s go” your daughter tried to leave, “nice meeting you Mr Hood” Zac shook his hand again, “likewise” Calum replied.

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