Austin Mahone saved me...

Where is she?

Callin's P.O.V

Austin and I walked hand in hand down the streets of London. I was still shocked that he was with me now. He was the famous Austin Mahone now, not the boy I had been in love with during high school. And I was the still the same messed up, mentally unstable bitch.

"Let's go over here..." Austin pulled me over towards the bridge at the end of the street.

We stood there in silence, looking out at the river below us. Why was Austin here? I had been so shocked when I had seen him, it was so strange. Spending ages only looking at him through old photographs and just remembering him through memories.

"You must be lonely here." Austin smiled sadly at me.

I shrugged, "I had Ian. He stuck with me and saw me weekly without fail. At first I had refused to see him and threw a big tantrum, but then I realised that he was the only one that bothered, he was the only one that cared. So I guess I warmed up to him, but he probably hates me as I chose you over him."

"I care about you. I care about you so much it sometimes scares me Callin. Like when I punched Caine, I couldn't stop myself as all I could think about was him hurting you." Austin tilted my chin up.

His eyes flickered down to my lips. He then started to lean in closer. As our noses brushed together, I quickly shook my head, realising he was about to kiss me.

"We can't, Austin... You are going to be leaving soon, and I'm not getting upset again over you leaving me again." I muttered.

"Then come with me!" Austin stroked my cheek. "You said you have no where to go, you can come on the road with me. I get lonely. I could use someone like you to keep me company."

He grinned at me. As much as I would have loved to accept and run off with the boy I had loved, I had to think realistically. Austin Mahone was a famous singer, paparazzi surrounding him and screaming fans. Would I be able to handle being with Austin under those circumstances? But what if the paparazzi looked into my background and found out about my past, if Austin was found associating with someone like me his career would be over.

"As much as I would love to, you're not thinking straight. And if people found out that you hung around with people like me, I think you would lose a few fans." I stepped back from him.

"Well, then I would lose everything to be with you Callin, I am not losing you again." His breath fanned against my cheek.

He then placed an envelope in my hand. "If you change your mind. come to my concert. Dave will recognise you and take you to me."

I simply nodded, looking down at the envelope as Austin began walking away from me. He waved at me once more before disappearing off into the busy crowd, leaving me confused as ever. I would have to sleep on it.

* * *

Applying more red lipstick, I looked consciously at myself in the mirror, and looked uncertainty at the bag I had packed on my bed. So I was finally escaping from the prison. There was no one I could say goodbye to as I never made any friends. I had come to a conclusion last night that I couldn't stay here for the rest of my life, moping around, making me more insane than I already am.

Last night after calling up Mrs Mahone, she had come and signed up all the files. She was now in charge of me. Which I had no worries about as she was such a lovely woman, someone I looked up to. But I wanted to make my own way up to the concert, wanting to make Austin think I didn't want to come. For some reason, it made me feel happy for him to get upset over me, put him through the pain he put me through.