Ten -Zedd Fanfiction- DISCONTINUED

Chapter Fifteen

I have a picture of Avanelle and Bradley(Zoella Sugg and Alfie Deyes) before everything went CRAZY.

*Laken*

Anton sat on my bed, staring at his hands that were clutched together on his lap. He seemed nervous and uncomfortable. I sat beside him, furrowing my eyebrows. The room was filled with an awkward tension and the butterflies that were constantly in my stomach were fluttering their wings.

"Hey...you okay?" I asked, placing my hand on top of his.

"Um, no, not really..." His eyes met mine for a moment but he quickly turned away.

"What's wrong?" I asked, almost shyly.

"I have to tell you something."

*Anton*

"Okay, what is it babe?" Babe. My lungs felt like they were filling up with liquid and my heart was beating as fast as a jet at full speed.

"I...I have a girlfriend." I feel a weight lifted from my shoulders, only to be replaced with an even larger weight of guilt. Her smile turns into a frown and her eyes are wide, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Her voice is soft and quiet as she stares straight into my soul.

"I cheated on her, with you." I want to cry, but if I do, it would make it that much worse.

"Y-You...Why would you do that? What the hell Anton? Are you fucking crazy or something? Are you just using me for pleasure or some shit like that? Who is she, Anton? Who the fuck is she?" I've never heard those words come out of her mouth before. She must be really mad.

"It's-It's Hayley."

"Hayley who, Anton?" Her voice is loud and her arms are crossed.

"Hayley...Williams."

"What the fuck, Anton. I should've known it would be her. I knew you had a thing for her, I fucking knew it. When did this start? When did you start seeing her?" There are tears brimming her eyes and I want to comfort her so badly, but I can't.

"We've been dating for 4 months..." I trail off, trying to think of a way to make this better, but so far in drawing a blank.

"4 months," she lets out a harsh laugh, "Don't you know by now that when you've been with someone for that long, it's serious? I guess fucking scumbags like you don't know the guidelines, the rules. Don't know when to fucking stop, don't know how to control yourself. You shouldn't have to hear this from me, Anton. I'm 16 and I know more than you. They say fame changes people, and I thought you were an exception, but I guess not. I guess you're just one of those guys who just doesn't give a shit. You better tell your girlfriend that you cheated, or I fucking will." Her words were like venom. I felt awful.

"I'm sorry Ava."

"Don't fucking call me that, get out of my house, asshole."

I left.

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woah there. really short but really important. sorry for the wait, i'm horrible.

-aubrey