Badass Horan

Chapter 11

OMG! So I was sitting around and I just thought of something so dramatic! So awesome! Just so flipping perfect for this fanfic! But that's coming in closer to the end. So here is chapter 11 :D

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*Juliet's POV*

From: Layla

Why won't you answer your phone

From: Layla

Juliet I'm serious. Are you okay?

From: Layla

I'm getting worried

From: Layla

What did Niall do to you?

From: Layla

I just called your house. Why won't you answer?

Does she not get the message? I don't want to talk to her right now. Who does she think she is? Controlling my life saying 'you aren't allowed to see Niall'. Then she talks to me like nothing happened.

I don't see why she just can't ignore the fact I hang out with Niall. Who i'm friends with doesn't concern her.

And then there's the fact just because i'm not answering she automatically thinks Niall did something to me.

I turned my phone off and put it under my pillow. I just feel like enjoying my lazy day.

Right now I was in the middle of watching Britain's Next Top Model and eating my third bag a chips. From all the junk I eat it's a wonder how i'm not fat yet.

I heard a knock at my bedroom door. "What?" I asked to the unknown person behind it. The door opened. There stood my mom.

"Layla called. She said she's been trying to get you. Why won't you answer?" My mom asked.

"Cause I don't feel like talking to anyone." I said putting a pile of chips in my mouth. My gaze focused on the TV. Niall really rubbed off on me.

Suddenly the TV was turned off. "Hey! I was watching that! What the hell!" I said snatching the remote from my moms hand. She took it back.

"What has gotten into you? Why are you being so rude all of a sudden!? Where's the girl that me and your father raised?" She asked.

"She grew up mom. Some people grow up. And once they do, they change." I said.

"You aren't changing because you grew up. That Niall guy has already taken influence on you." She said now angered.

"Mom can I just be alone?" I asked.

"No. You are getting out of bed right now and going to go see Layla." She said.

"It's bad enough you don't want me seeing Niall! But now you're controlling me! If you're forgetting mom. I'm. Growing. Up. You can't keep controlling me."

"I'm your mother. And as long as you're living under my house. You'll live under my rules!" She said. "You know what. I have a better idea. From now on you are not going out unless me or your father is with you."

"Mom!" I shouted at her.

"Don't 'mom' me! I'm doing this for your safety!" She said. I rolled my eyes. "Understand."

I crossed my arms over my chest and looked away. "Understand!" She said sternly.

"Yes!" I snapped at her.

"Good. Now give me your phone."

"Seriously!?"

"Yes! Give. Me. The phone" she said holding out her hand. I took my phone from my pillow and placed it in her hand. She walked out of my room as I groaned and flopped down onto my back. Stupid mom. She doesn't control me.