Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 83

I drive around for a little while with Noah in the passenger's seat, and then I drive him to his house.

"Finally, you get to drop me off at my own house, and not the other way around."

"Yeah, well don't get used to it because gas is expensive." I laugh as he leans over to give me a kiss on the lips.

"I know I know, I'm a gentleman and all that."

"Yeah you are." I smile and wait for him to get out, before I start driving back towards my house.

When I get inside, it doesn't take longer than a few seconds for my mother to ask me if I got my license.

"Yeah, I did." I proudly say.

"Can I see it?"

She doesn't ask because she doesn't believe me. She asks, because for the first time in all my eighteen years, she's finally proud of me.

"It's in the car."

"What car?"

"Oh...uhm. Noah bought me a car."

"He bought you a car?" she exclaims, standing up from the kitchen table, shutting her laptop.

I nod. "Is that bad?"

"No it isn't! Are you pregnant or something?" she jokingly asks as she follows me out the door to go outside and look at the car. My heart drops out of my chest for a second. She stops when she sees it parked right behind hers.

"Oh! It's gorgeous! How did he have money to pay for it?"

I shrug. "He's rich."

"Keep him then." She jokes and I force a smile. "No, honestly. It's nice and all, but you have to tell him that we'll pay him back for it. Your father was going to wait until graduation to buy you this exact model. We looked at it yesterday."

I sigh, relieved. For a moment, I thought she was going to say that I have to give it back.

"Really?"

She nods. "You've been good all year and your grades are great, so why not? It was supposed to be a surprise."

"It still is, trust me."

"Can you give me Noah's phone number?"

I fidget uncomfortably. "What for?"

"Or better yet, just invite him over! It'll be fun. Invite him over on Friday for dinner. He can even stay the night." She adds, giving me a look.

"Mum, no." I shake my head.

"Invite him over for dinner."

"Alright."

God help me.

***

I drive Jade and myself to school the next morning, and she can't shut up about how jealous she is of my new car, and the fact that Noah bought it for me.

"How ridiculous is that? He buys you a fucking car because you passed your test. That's sugar daddy as fuck." Jake says when we meet up at his locker before first period.

I roll my eyes. "He's not my sugar daddy."

"Bitch, please. He bought you a car, he always pays. He is your sugar daddy."

I frown. "Does it look like I'm taking advantage of him? Because I don't do that. Oh God, what if he thinks I am?"

"Chillax. He doesn't. I think he gets off on paying for you and spoiling you."

"He doesn't spoil me." I protest.

Jake slams his locker shut and looks at someone over my shoulder. "Yes, he does. I wonder how come he hasn't taken you shopping yet. Buy you one of those fur coats and Jimmy Choos."

"You're crazy."

"Always." A deep voice says and I don't even get to turn around to greet Harry because he's already kissing Jake.

"Okay, that's way too gross." I say and push them apart. "I'm still here.

"Nice car. Heard you got it from-" Harry starts and I look at Jake.

"Seriously? You already told him?"

"I told everyone in our squad babe. It's like you're officially married."

"We're not-ugh, whatever. I hate you both."

"You love us."

"And you're also incredibly gross by the way. I think I know Harry's tongue better than I do my own by now."

They laugh, just as I see Noah turning the corner and spotting me, before he starts walking over.

"Hey babe." He says, pressing a kiss to my temple.

Jake throws me a knowing look that I choose to ignore.

"What did your parents say about the car?" Noah asks, putting a hand next to my head so he can lean over me when Jake and Harry finally get distracted by their own conversation a foot away.

"My mum said that dad wanted to get me the exact same car for graduation, and that they want to pay you back."

Noah rolls his eyes. "They don't have to, and I won't accept it. It's a gift, and it's not like I'm going to miss the money."

"Also, they said they want to meet you, so you're invited to dinner tomorrow. And by dinner, I mean, you are obligated to come over."

"Are you being serious?" he asks, expression changing.

"Yeah."

"No one's ever brought me flowers. Well, except of me dad."

"Wow, associating me with your dad. How romantic." He says, letting out a nervous laugh.

"As much as I appreciate them, I think you should give them to my mother. She'll love you."

"Alright then." He smiles. "Lead the way."

I nervously smile and walk towards the kitchen with him right behind me.

When my parents see him, they lift their heads to analyze him from head to toe, in a way that makes me want to face-palm myself.

My mother has a giant smile on her face as she circles the table to come over and kiss both of his cheeks and shake his hand.

"Hello, you must be Noah."

"And you must be Dani's mother." Noah jokes, before he hands her the flowers. "These are for you."

My mother's eyes light up like a child's on Christmas.

"Oh, you're so sweet! You shouldn't have."

"My pleasure."

My dad's next, and he straightens his back like a tough guy as he walks over.

"Mr. Piper."

"Noah." My dad says, shaking his hand.

I'm not sure if he's squeezing it or not. I hope not, imagine that. I'm sure Noah would be freaked out even more than he already is.

Then he turns towards Ellie and Chris, but stops when his eyes set on them. There's a weird look on his face and I'm dying to know what's wrong, but he's already leaning over to shake both their hands as they present themselves to him.

"Shall we?" my mothers asks as she sets the first pot on the table.

Noah and I sit down across from Christ and Ellie, next to Jade who just walked in, while my parents take each end of the table.

I'm so happy to see that Noah gets along with my family and doesn't refrain from making jokes that has everyone laughing.

Imagine if I just told everyone now that he got me pregnant

Wouldn't that be a laugh?

Ha ha

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Ha

I eat everything my mother puts on my plate, even though it's the first time in a long time that Noah isn't watching me while I do so.