Ten -Zedd Fanfiction- DISCONTINUED

Chapter Four

I woke up, still in the clothes I was wearing yesterday. I took the bun out of my hair, and it was in a big knot. I sighed and walked to the bathroom, stripping off my clothes and turning on the shower. I stepped into the shower, being careful not to slip, and relaxed as the warm water flooded my senses. It felt so good to take a nice shower, I almost fell asleep!

Yesterday really stressed me out. I really didn't want Anton to come over, because it was too hard to even see a picture of him, let alone see him in person. I can't believe he actually tried to kiss me! He was way too old for me. Doesn't he realize this? I've never even had my first kiss yet, and I didn't want him to be it. I mean, I want to kiss him, of course I do. I mean, who wouldn't. Even the slightest brush on the lips he gave me made my stomach flutter, and my body tingle. The slightest touch of his skin on mine made me feel like we were the only two people on the world. But that was bad. That was very, very bad. I couldn't, I could not kiss him, even if I wanted to.

These thoughts battled a constant war in my head all night last night, and all morning right now. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I stepped out of the glorious shower, and grabbed a towel. I dried myself off and picked out an outfit for the day.

I decided to wear a simple pink dress, feeling in the mood to dress up. It was a beautiful dress, simple, but beautiful. The top was tight, puffed out at the bottom, only knee length. It was practically sleeveless, except for the part at the top, where the fabric covered my chest, ending in a strap around my neck. The back was open, showing off my upper back. I slipped on some white lace Toms, and was off to the kitchen.

I raided the cabinet for something edible to eat, and decided to make some ramen noodles because it was 11:30. I boiled some water, and put the noodles into the boiling water.

When the noodles softened, I poured the flavoring into the small pot, and mixed it in. I poured my noodles into a bowl, and grabbed a fork, sitting at the table.

The soup was good, and I ate it right up. My phone buzzed from its spot on the island. My tongue was a bit scorched, and it hurt very bad. I took an ice cube from the box, and placed it on my tongue. It instantly felt better. I picked up my phone when I heard it buuzz. Bradley had texted me.

"Hey, can you text now? ;)x", it read. I chuckled at his remark.

"Hey, and totally, even though my tongue hurts, and I just woke up x"

"Haha, your tongue hurts?"

"I burnt it on my ramen noodles."

"OH, I see. So, do you want to come over and play COD Ghosts?" A smile took over my face, and I instantly replied,

"YES."

"Hahaha, alright tell me your address and I'll pick you up."

I gave him my address, and sat back, waiting for him to come. He was there in literally two minutes.

"How'd you get here so fast?" I asked with a confused look.

"I live in this building." He smiled.

"Well that's ironic." I said with a beyond wide grin. He wrapped his hand around mine, and we started walking to the elevator. We got in, and he pressed floor 8, the top floor, 4 away from mine. We walked down the hall toward his flat, and stepped in. It looked exactly like mine, except his was decorated differently.

"Hi!" A nice looking woman with an apron around her neck greeted us.

"Hi. I'm-"

"Laken, isn't it? Bradley tells me so much about you!"

"Um, this is my mom..." Bradley said with his head down, obviously embarrassed. I giggled a bit and said, "Nice to meet you." She shook my outstretched hand.

"Dinner will be ready in an hour." She sang, and went into the kitchen.

"So, you talk about me, huh?" I said giving him a coy smile.

"Shut up." He said playfully.

"Uh! I am so offended! I said in an overdramatic voice.

He told me to sit on the couch while he set up the game. I obeyed, and watched him put the disc in, after turning on the tv and the Xbox one that he possessed. He handed me a controller, and I turned it on. He logged into his profile, and I logged into the guest profile. I was dying to start playing, as I knew it was the most fun game I've ever played. I created my soldier, and made it a girl. I used my favorite gun, the chain saw, and started the match. The place Bradley chose was my favorite, also known as, octane. It's so much fun.

We started playing, and I got first blood. I smiled, and went around the place in an organized way, shooting people when I saw them. I got a guard dog, and rejoiced. It attacked everyone who was close to me. I then got a sentry gun, which I placed in the entrance of the pawn shop. When the game finally came to a close, I was number one on the whole team, and I beat Bradley by fifteen kills. I only died three times, and I had 63 kills.

"Hahaha! In your face!" I yelled, Bradley's eyes were wide, and his mouth was wide open. I smirked, and put the controller onto the pink fabric that lay on my lap.

"Don't be so surprised, I've had lots of practice. I smiled. He gave me a look, and I laughed. He laughed as well. I hadn't realized he had started the game on the settings, every man for himself. He was already in the lead.

I gasped, "You cheater!!" He laughed at me, and I started playing. We kept going after each other, killing each other, not caring if there were other people trying to kill us. I killed him by knifing him from behind. I laughed as he glared at me. This went on for an hour, as we kept playing game after game. I won almost every one. He only beat me twice, and that was when I was goofing off.

"That was fun." I smiled.

"Yeah, thanks for coming over." Bradley said, grabbing my hand.

"Anytime. You're a great friend to have, Bradley." I smiled at him sweetly, laying my head on his shoulder. I couldn't see his face, but I wish I could, to see his wonderful features.

*Bradley's Pov*

Friend zoned. Of course. I should've known a beautiful girl like her would never go for a guy like me. I sighed as she put her beautiful head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

"I'm glad you're my friend, Laken." I smiled at her with my best fake smile.

She smiled back, and nuzzled her face into my neck. She sat on my lap, and we just stayed there for what seemed like forever. My mom called us in for dinner when it was done.

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After dinner, I let Laken go home because we had school tomorrow.