Shadow (Austin Mahone)

Chapter 41

Word Count: 1220

I'm going to apologize in advance for this shitty chapter, but I really wanted to update for you guys.

Enjoy!!

|Noah Bradley|

My eyes flutter open, due to the bright ass light shining through the ugly colored drapes.

I am definitely not in my room.

I rub my eyes and sit up, but something tightens around my waist. I look down and study the toned, tan arm and know immediately who it belongs to. I peak under the covers, seeing he's only in his boxers and I gasp.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not exactly upset that Austin and I slept together, nor and I surprised. I just don't want him thinking we're friends again. Even though from what I remember the sex was pretty great.

Okay, it was fucking amazing!

But, you gotta do, what you gotta do.

I rip his arm from around my waist, and let out a loud scream, that sounds quite convincing. Austin groans and covers his ears.

"Get the hell up" I groan and pull him off the bed "You took advantage of me! Oh my god! You slept with me because I was drunk" I start pacing around the room.

"What the hell are you talking about? I was drunk too!" He yells back.

"Ohh I'm sure you were" I roll my eyes "Why don't you just admit you took advantage of me because you're in love with me and don't want to admit it" I growl.

"God damn it not everything is about you! I don't know what led you to believe that I'm in love with you, but you're wrong! How could I be in love with someone like you?"

"What do you mean 'Someone like me'?" I ask feeling hurt.

"A conceited bitch!" He screams and my jaw drops.

"You're such a fucking asshole, how the fuck could I possibly be conceited when I hate everything about myself?" I yell a stray tear falling down my cheek.

"Really? Then how come you've been dressing like a slut for the past week?"

"Because I can and I want to" I shrug making him chuckle darkly.

"Oh is that the reason? Or are you just trying to get male attention because you know Taylor gets it all?"

"Fuck you! I hate you so much" I scream and fight the urge to smack him.

"Well the feelings mutual" He yells.

"God, you're such a fucking asshole" I say shaking my head in disbelief.

"Whatever" He mutters, finding his jeans and sliding them on.

"Give me my fucking shirt" He growls and I pull his shirt off my body, my bare chest on display, before I quickly fold my arms over myself. He pulls his shirt on and his shoes and storm out of the room, my body flinching when the door slams shut.

I finally let the tears fall as I pull my dress on, and I sit down on the bed sobbing into my hands. The door creaks open and I hear shuffling before the bed dips beside me. Their hand rubs soothing circles on my bad, as my sobs get louder.

"Shhh" They coo and pull me into their body "It's okay Bradley"

TJ.

I pull my hands away from my face, and meet TJ's beautiful eyes and he smiles slightly wiping my tears.

"Are you alright?" He asks softly and I shrug.

"I'm not exactly sure"

"Well do you wanna talk about it, I mean I've been told I'm a pretty damn good listener" He chuckles and I crack a small smile "Oh, there's that amazing smile" He grins.