Dropping the Facade

Declan sighed, looking totally defeated. "Just call your parents, okay? I'm worried they'll be worried sick about you."

"You told them?" I gasped, totally shocked.

"I was worried my mom might've called them," Declan admitted.

Just then, my phone rang. It was my mom. I shot Declan a glare and hurried out to the balcony.

"No good."

After I hung up, Declan asked, "Your mom's not too worried, is she?"