Chapter 11

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Ok so this chapter is going to be in Brian and Isabella's point of view so bare with me i promise u guys will love it...

**Brians P.O.V.**

I went out back for a cigarette and text my beautiful Isabella.

Me: I am about to call your dad babe so I can tell him we are together...

Isabella: OK baby I'm scared of what he will say.

Me: It's going to be OK the worse he can do is say we can't date...that's it.

Isabella: He could also get so mad he beats your ass and kicks you out the band...I don't wanna be the cause of that and you know it.

Me: He won't trust me, besides only Matt can kick me out but it's OK cause he won't.

Isabella: Thank you so much I had a really great time.

Me: Anytime baby.

I lit another cigarette and called Zack, I did not know how I was going to tell him I asked out his daughter.

"Hey man," he said when he answered, "what's up?"

"I asked your daughter to be my girlfriend and she said yes."

"Are you serious, Brian? She's only fifteen, what the fuck man."

"I like her a lot, she's so cool and so down to earth, bro."

"I swear Brian I will beat your ass."

"Age is just a number, Zack. I wanna be with her, please man." I said trying to reason with him.

"If u break her heart, I swear you will be out the band. Do I make myself clear? This is ur only warning."

"Thanks man." I said.

"One more thing, do not have sex with her."

"It's not even like that, bro, but okay I won't."

"I mean it, Brian."

I hung up my phone and text my girlfriend. I loved the way that sounded, my girlfriend.

Me: He's not happy but he's OK with it babe.

Isabella: He'll probably come up and talk to me.

Me: Yes, yes he probably will.

Isabella: LOL

**Isabella's P.O.V.**

I heard a knock on my door, "Come in." I called.

Dad walked in and sat on my bed. "Brian told me u and him were together."

I nodded, "Yes, we are."

"I'm not too happy about it, but even if I said no you and him would still try to find a way to be together."

"Probably so dad." I said honestly.

He ran his hand through his hair. "As badly as I don't want my best friend with my little girl, I'm not going to stop you guys either."

"Thanks daddy, I love you."

"I love you too, kiddo."

He kissed my forehead and left, closing my door. I went to the bathroom, pulled my hair up in a messy bun, and took off my make up. I changed into a pair of pink Hello Kitty fuzzy pajama pants, pink socks, a white lace tank top and a pink shirt. I made sure the bottom of the tank top was showing, grabbed my cigarettes and went downstairs.

Mom was in the living room watching TV. I curled up in the chair and waited for her to speak.

She sighed "Isabella, why are you with Brian?"

"I've dreamed of being with him since I was ten, he is what got me through all the shit I went through as a child."

"He doesn't have the greatest record with women, ya know?"

"That's the past and this is now; I wanna be with him."

"I know you do honey, but wouldn't you rather be with a boy your own age?" Mom asked.

"Guys my age these days don't seem to have brain." I said. "I'm too mature for them."

"I know baby, but please, at least think about what your getting yourself into."

I walked outside to smoke, dad was out there sitting in one of the chairs. I sat across from him and lit my cigarette. It instantly relaxed me, watching the smoke emanating from the tip and into the sunny blue sky.

" Dad?" I asked.

"Hmm?"

"I know you're not happy that I'm dating Brian, but I wanna make my own mistakes."

"I know but he's too old for you."

"I know dad but please don't hate us, we just wanna be happy." I said. "Besides, you said it urself,  if you say no and that we can't be together then we're just gonna sneak around behind your back. And I don't wanna do that and I'm sure Brian doesn't want to either."

"I know Bells, I'll just have to get use to it. No kissing in front of your mother or myself; hugging is okay, but that's it." Dad said. "Cuddling is okay too, but nothing else."

"Okay, dad," I smiled, "we have a deal."

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