Moving Far Away - CoreyXLaney

Park

Laney's POV

"Hey, Lanes."

My eyes finally adjusted, and I noticed the hand that was waved in my face. The sweet humble voice barely reached my attention though, and I pushed the hand out of my face gently. 

"You want something, Abby?" I asked, slightly irritated in her attempt to gain my attention. Her smile didn't falter.

"You were spacing out." She answered, and retrieved her hand back to her side, I scoffed quietly and looked away from her. Admittedly, yes, I was spacing out, but she didn't need to know why.

"Yeah, so what?" I asked, crossing my arms and glaring at the ground. Her smiled faltered, and Abby gave a strange look of concern.

"You have been all day." She told me, I didn't look to her. I wanted to scoff and comment again, but something told me otherwise. I sighed, and dropped my arms. Refusing her look.

"It's nothing to worry about." I said, and stood up from the stool I sat on. Abby watched me walk to the door.

"You know," She started, gaining a halt in response from me. I stopped and turned to her, as Abby smiled sympathetically at me and rubbed her arm. "I do worry, Laney. I am your cousin, remember?" She gazed at me as if sweetly, and all I did was stare in return. How was I supposed to reply? It's unlike I hated her, just didn't trust her. But her being my cousin. . . 

My stare slowly left her and retreaded to the ground, but I looked back ahead of myself and left the room, without giving her an answer. Sighing, I walked upstairs and back to my room. I walked in quietly and closed the door. I dumped myself onto my bed and hugged my pillow. 

I ignored the clear footsteps outside my door, they stayed there for a few seconds until I heard the feet move once again and head down the stairs. I had a feeling that that was Larry. I let out another sigh and loosen the grin on my pillow.

I really didn't want to be in the house, not with the both of them here. The understatement of teenage emotions doesn't give enough information for these situations. Heh, if I ever said that to Larry it'd just confuse him. I looked at my pillow but my mind laid elsewhere.

An unexpected song came to my head; "King" by Lauren Aquilina. 

You've got it all
You lost your mind in the sound
There's so much more
You can reclaim your crown
You're in control  
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faults to bed
You can be king again  

Music. Huh, guess I should have a good idea of it. But I wondered if I'd be able to face Corey again. I mean, it's not that big of a deal, right? Abby's just my cousin. She has nothing to do with the band. Besides, it's been three days since I had that outburst, I should really go and apologize. But then what would I say?

Ugh, Laney, shut up and see him already! Stop being so useless!

I gritted my teeth and sat up. I decided that I should at least prepare myself. So, I grabbed my phone and headphones, left my room, and swiftly escaped the house with either Abby or Larry noticing my exit. I swear I heard someone talking, but I had music playing and decided that it was just the other two talking. 

I got out to the path way, and put my phone into my pocket, making my way to the park.

Corey's POV

Katrina and I spent the next three days catching up. I filled her in with all of Grojband's previous gigs and whatnot. The songs we've created, ahem, with the very little help of Trina's dairy. Everything, I really missed having an older sister.

Katrina laughed. "Well, the twins never change." I laughed too. Yeah, they never did, which reminded me.

"Hey, do you still have a crush on Nick?" At the question Katrina's giggles stopped, and her smile became sheepish. She looked to the ground, shuttering on answer. I smirked, the answer was as obvious as her blush. "I knew it." 

She looked up again. "W-who told you?" She was being so shy about it.

"Well, Trina made it just a bit too obvious." I told her. "I mean, she'd go on about it constantly." I rolled my eyes upwards and rolled my wrist. Katrina blushed, and tried to not look as shocked as she was.

"Really?" She asked quietly, embarrassed. I did feel a bit bad, but she was being so nervous.

"Hey, don't feel too awkward. Nearly every girl has a crush on him." I said, and Katrina looked down and gave a look as if her hopes were just crushed. I mentally slapped myself. I quickly tried to fix my wording and put a hand on her shoulder. "What I mean to say is that it's nothing to be ashamed about. We all have someone we like." I smiled at her sympathetically, and Katrina returned the look.

Regaining her hope, she shook her head and smiled brightly again. "What about you, Core?" She asked, and I removed my hand from her shoulder.

"What'd you mean?" I asked. Katrina giggled.

"Who do you like?" 

Instantly, I felt myself freeze. Who I like? Um, well. . .

Katrina silently awaited an answer. While my gaze drifted to the ground and I rubbed the back of my neck. How was I suppose to tell her? I mean, we're at the park. A. Public. Area. There was no way I could say it aloud here.

"I, um, ah. . ." I looked up at Katrina and she still had the same look on her face. I looked down again. "No one, really. . ." I looked up at her, smiling sheepishly. Hoping she'd by pass it. But, knowing her, she didn't.

"Core, we both know you're lying." She smirked and poked my shoulder, and I removed my hand from my neck. Putting both hands up in defense.

"No, really, there's no one." I smiled nervously again, and Katrina replied with the same smirk.

"Core." She dragged out, giving me a look I easily recognized. I felt sweat drip down my forehead. "Tell me." 

I gulped, there was no way I could tell her. 

"Katrina, really, I don't--"

"Laney?"

"Um. . . what?"

"Laney." Katrina repeated herself. For a second there, I thought that she tried to guess the answer to her question. But then I noticed that she wasn't looking at me anymore, and instead behind me. She pointed to someone, and I turned around with an eyebrow lifted. 

I looked to the girl on the swing that Katrina had pointed to. The red hair was a dead give away, but there was someone next to her. . . this came unexpected.

I turned back to Katrina, she looked slightly upset. I turned back to Laney and I then suddenly recognized the boy next to her. How was I so blind?

Nick?