Running in circles(Post Malone Story)COMPLETED

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My heart skipped a beat as I looked at his slightly hunched over silhouette in the doorframe. The dim light from the lamp to the left of me sent a warm cast over his handsome face. His beautiful blue hooded eyes looking down at his feet, nervously. My breath caught in my throat as he noticed that I opened the door, his head just tilting up enough for him to look up at me. His crystal blues staring at me through his long dark lashes, his lips puckered as he pensively waited. I took a deep breath as he straightened up, pulling the strap of his backpack further onto his shoulder and dropping his other bag by his feet. His face was relaxed and hopeful but he seemed anxious, he smiled shyly and looked back down to his van clad feet. We stood there for more seconds than was deemed normal as I couldn't seem to find my voice, my mouth suddenly extremely dry and my tongue feeling too large for my mouth.

"Austin, what the hell are you doing here?" I practically tripped over my own words. My mouth falling open at the end and my eyes wide with surprise. He lifted his head to look straight in my eyes and I immediately regretted my choice of words and the tone. I wanted to rewind and erase what I had just said. I didn't know if I wanted to throw myself into his arms or close the door on his face but I know that I didn't want to have a go at him, had had travelled quite a distance to see me. For what reason I couldn't even fathom.

"I'm here to see you silly" he smirked. As soon as he said it a look of regret flashed across his face and then he looked worried. "I've been trying to get hold of you since you threw me out in LA. I thought things have gone far enough now" I didn't know what to say to that. Or what that actually meant. My mind was racing and I couldn't get my thoughts in order quick enough. Was he mad at me? Did he actually think I would be involved in trying to slander his name?

"I promise Austin it wasn't me, I wouldn't accuse you of any of those things that you think I have" I panicked and practically pleaded my case with my eyes. I stepped back and made space for him to walk past me, him looking rather confused. He started to walk past me bringing in that smell of home. I breathed it in deep, feeling like a druggie getting their fix. He stopped just as he started to cross the threshold. He had barely made it through the door before he stopped dead in his tracks in response to my plead.

"I know you didn't do that. It never even crossed my mind. Why would you think I blamed you?" he turned his furrowed brow towards me, his eyes searching mine. He looked confused, the expression on his face was a mix of worry and confusion.

"Dre offered to pay me off if I would stop it all, I told him I had nothing to do with it" I barely whispered, now feeling foolish that I thought he would believe that I'd do that to him. I started to fidget, wondering how he was going to react.

"Dre did what?! Are you fucking serious? I can't believe he would think you would do that...Well I'll speak to him in the morning, I'm sorry he did that to you" He sighed as he looked me up and down, his look growing worried. "Regan, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm great" I tried to gather some gusto but failed miserably. I tried not smooth my clothes out again knowing he was now scrutinising me.

"I don't believe you. When was the last time you went outside or showered?" he looked around the dishevelled room and craned his neck to see the state of the kitchen. His face screwing up in disgust.