Mom Come Pick Me Up Novels & Stories

“I came down with a cold, dear. I need you to come to the house.” My jaw clenches as I watch her speak. My mum puts the phone on speaker with her gaze on me. “How bad is it, Luna Jasmine?” she asks, then my mother lets out another cough. “I need to pick up my daughter from school in twenty minutes. Can it wait until then?” she asks. “You have to pick her up in twenty minutes? I don’t think I can wait, sweetheart. I might pass out before then.” My mother says, and I roll my eyes sarcastically. The cough she lets out this time sounds worse. Rougher, and more dramatic.

I shyly scratched my head Mom turn to me with a smile " actually son, I need a favour from you" " what's that mom?" " Actually, I want you to pick up Mrs Anna's daughter . She is supposed to be picked up by the driver but I had to send him for an errand " Mom pleadingly said " OK sure mom. What is the address ?" Mrs Anna said the address and I immediately know the place. I said my goodbyes to the ladies and went out to pick up some girl which I'm yet to know of. *** LUCY " I think you should call your mom? What could be keeping the driver late" Abby said thoughtfully

"What's wrong?" "Mom called and she wanted me to pick her up at the hotel that they bought! It's far away and you'll spend the night if we will pick her up," she looks devastated. "Fetch her, then. Don't mind me. I'll grab a taxi," "No! I need to-" "It was fine, Jess," I insist. I'm also ashamed of her sometimes because I always go home with her. I always rode with her car but sometimes it's Callum who fetches me and I avoid that from happening.

Clara replied, her response immediate and unwavering. A look of disbelief crossed Waylen's face, and he shook his head in denial. "My mom would never say that," he insisted, his voice filled with conviction. Clara persisted, her voice firm yet reassuring, "I understand you may be confused, Waylen, but your mother did, in fact ask me to pick you up today. She has something very important she needs to discuss with you." Waylen's expression remained wary, and he shook his head again. "No, my mom won't. Only my Grandparents' driver picks me up. I don't know you, please leave," he repeated firmly.

We might not have the best mother-and-daughter relationship, but the few weeks I have spent under Mum’s roof, have brought us a little closer and I have come to understand her a little better. I reached for my phone which was beside me as it buzzed with a text. My smile widened as I saw Liam’s name on the screen. Liam: Are you done packing? I’m on my way to your mom’s. I tucked a stray hair behind my ear as I typed out a response. Amber: “Almost, should be done before you get here.” Liam: See you soon. I set my phone down and hurried up with my packing. He had insisted on coming to pick me up even though I told him I could Uber my way to his place.

“I need non-work clothes. Cardigans, shoes. Just… normal stuff. And I want to take Mrs. Blackwood out to lunch. Mrs. Turner too.” “Fine by me,” she says. “I’m picking you up, I'm guessing?” “Yes. If you can get here by eleven, we’ll grab Kennedy after.” “And Mrs. Blackwood?” “I’ll text her. Her driver can meet us there.” “Ok my girl see you later.” After hanging up, I text Mrs. Blackwood. Her reply comes back warm and immediate. My mother and I will be there. Absolutely. I smile, feeling something light bloom in my chest.

If this was what it felt like to be married, then guys, you all should consider taking a step further. “Text me your address I will come to pick you up later.” I intoned causing her to pause in her speech. “Cassie got everything covered.” “I know. But I want to come to pick you up.” I know I was being stubborn as a mule, and that my mother was going to have my head after this but I just missed my wife and needed to see her. Urgently. “Okay. Let’s talk later then.” She didn’t put up a fight, which I was thankful for.

Ethan We just met a few days ago but I did not have to think twice before calling. He picked up after it rang the second time. “Hey, Kiddo.” “Hi,” I said quietly. “Uhm… are you busy?” No, not really. Why? I hesitated. “Can you drive me home today?” He paused for a long time and then he spoke. “Did Mom call you?” “Yes,” I whispered. She did not really talk much but she just said that I should come back home.” “Alright then,” he said in a simple way. “I will pick you up in an hour.”

Although once in a while to find out gossip about me. "Mom, if you keep nagging like this when will I be ready to go home?" I asked. Mom finally hung up the phone, and I took a deep breath. I saw Citra, who had been watching me call. "You want to come to my house? Mama and Papa are there and he wants to meet you." "Okay." Citra smiles.