Ten -Zedd Fanfiction- DISCONTINUED

Chapter Three

Laken's Pov

Anton took me home, after that hug we shared. It was the best hug ever. I melted into his arms. Im surprised I was even able to peel myself away.

I walked through the flat's door, using the key my parents always hid under a loose plank on the porch. My parents weren't home yet(they said they were going to the store when they dropped me off), and they wouldn't be for another hour. I had the house to myself. I dug through my crossover bag, looking for my black iPhone 5s. I found it finally, after what seemed like forever, and dialed my mom's cellphone number. She answered after two rings.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Hey mom. It's me. I'm at home." I responded.

"Oh good! Did you have fun?"

"Yeah, it was awesome. I got to sing the background singing?

"Good, but dear, I'm sorry, but I don't wish for you to talk with him anymore." She replied.

"What?! Why?!" I asked, practically yelling.

"I'm sorry dear, but you're all over the news."

"But mom-"

"No buts, I have made my decision." She said in a serious voice.

I hung up on her, not wanting to hear anymore of her lecture. I was upset, but I was more angry then I've been in a while. Keeping me away from my idol, the person I look up to, and mostly my friend? That's just cruel. It's not fair. But I guess she's just looking out for me, I guess it's the best for me. I'm all over the news for a bad reason. People think I'm dating someone ten years older than me. But even though this was bad, I was still internally sad. After all, I have been in love with him since like, forever, so yeah.

But I can't love someone who's ten years older than me, and doesn't even love me back. I mean, why would he like a fourteen year old? Obviously, he wouldn't. So why would I even bother loving him? I shouldn't, but there's just something about him, his music that draws me in, and makes me love him. He's just so sweet, so loving, so caring, so hilarious. He makes my stomach tie in knots when I'm around him, and my tongue...swells up? Haha just kidding.

But I had to obey her, be a good daughter, and just stay away from him. That's what I would do. I wouldn't let my feelings get in the way of my safety. Ugh, this was gonna be hard.

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"Hey sweetie, we're back! We came to get you to take you to Panera Bread for lunch. You comin'?" My mom asked, popping her head in my bedroom door. I had just taken a relaxing bath, because my shower this morning was anything but relaxing. I was still wrapped in my towel, in the midst of drying my hair. I turned off the dryer, and told her I was coming. I was practically done drying my hair anyway. I stepped out of my bathroom, and went to my closet. I put the outfit that I had on earlier on, because it was obviously not dirty, and walked out the door, grabbing my phone, and turning out the overhead light.

I got into the car, and noticed my dad wasn't there, and gave my mom a confused look.

"He said he wasn't feeling well, and went to our room to take a nap. He told me to bring him back some soup and a baguette." She chuckled, as I sat beside her in the passengers seat. I laughed as well, and plugged my ears up with my earbuds, hitting play, grimacing as I heard Spectrum come on. Just the thought of Anton made my stomach hurt. I quickly changed the song, and Still Into You by Paramore, band of Hayley Williams, came on. That made me feel even sicker. I changed the song again, and Still the One by One Direction came on. I almost puked. I took my earbuds out, and just decided not to listen to music.