"Where do you think you're going?" She said bluntly behind you, startling you and making you flinch. You slowly turned around, looking at her with wide eyes. Her expression was unreadable, but her brows were furrowed and the corners of her mouth were curled downwards. She was angry, it was obvious.

Not that you needed to sneak out from your parents house, they always gave you permission to do as you wanted, with rules, obviously... But you were supposed to be grounded for lying about your grades. Nolan had decided to take your phone away, just for one night. Your mom refused, and now, you couldn't go out with your friends for at least a month.

Your favorite artist was in your city, and your friends had told you, so each one of you got their ticket and said you were going to meet at the stadium. But you had made noise, so you mother woke up and... She saw you trying to sneak out through the window. It was embarrassing, you weren't even trying.

"You come here right now." She added firmly, eyes narrowing as she crossed her arms, tapping her foot a little. She needed an explanation.