After that day things went better. His parents didn't bother him or us. We were two days away from halloween.
I promised Emma I would take her trick or treating. After that we would bring her back home. There was this rumour about a real haunted house, and we wanted to check it out. Donna told us about it she was very excited.
"I'm not wearing a costume." He sighed.
"I'm going as Wendy, and Wendy needs her Peter pan." I pouted.
"Fine, but I'm wearing jeans. There's no way I'm using his tight pants." He said causing me to laugh.
"Okay, as long as the other part is on you I'm good." I said before giving him a kiss.
"The things I do for my girl." He sighed,
"You'll live." I replied.
Halloween came and we got dressed. Course he went to my room to get changed. But that changing t
