l.j.
The Austin Mahone tour is over! Of course I'm upset about that but I get to see my family!
I rolled my suitcase through the airport seeing hundreds of fans waving and smiling and jumping up and down. Many ran over and asked to take pictures, hugs, etc. Don't get me wrong, I love the fans to death, but I was pooped out and just wanted to see my family.
After I managed to get away from all the screaming fans, I found my family. I ran over to my dad and gave him a huge bear hug. I've missed him so much! My mom was there, Chris, and Taylor!
"How was the tour?" My mom asked.
"Amazing. Not as good as the Neon Lights tour though." I answered back.
"Well, let's get you home. You must be exhausted!" My dad said. So, we left shortly after that.
As we were walking out the door, I felt my shoulder being rammed into someone, causing me to drop my book. It was a boy with brown quiffed up hair, brown eyes with circular-ish glasses, skinny black ripped jeans, and a gray hoodie. Not gunna lie, he was a good looking dude.
"Oh shit I'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going" He said frantically.
"It's ok. Don't worry about it."
"Are you alright?" He asked.
"Perfectly fine."
"Ok. Well, it was a pleasure running into you. Literally."
"You too. Maybe I'll see you around." I said.
"Maybe." He said with a wink, then he left.
I stood there dumb founded, realizing I just ran into (literally) a cute boy who was kind of flirting with me? That doesn't happen everyday.
"He was cute." Taylor said as my mom kinda pushed her shoulder while whispering 'Taylor' with a stern voice. It made me giggle.
"You're not allowed near boys until you're forty-eight Tay." My dad said. I laughed even harder.
"He was quite the gentleman, but I doubt I'll ever see him again. Especially in Miami."
"Ya never know. Plus you need someone nice after Brad. He was really short." Chris answered.
"Can you guys lecture me in the car about this. Im sooooo tired." I said back. So we left.
When I got home I dropped all of my stuff and collapsed onto my bed and scrolled through twitter and finally slept.
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a.r.
I scurried around my apartment trying to find my keys. Shit. I'm gunna be late for work once again.
After being kicked out by my parents at fucking 18, I've lived by myself for 2 years, paying rent from a shitty ass job. Ya know, just normal 20 year old stuff.
"Bingo." I said as I found my keys. Who the fuck says that anymore?
Anywho, I ran grabbed my phone and ran out the door, running for dear life to work. Thank god the building isn't far or else I'd be screwed.
As I ran I slammed into some girl. Why does this always happen?
"Shit I'm so sorry." I said, frantically.
"It's cool." She said brushing hair out of her face. Holy fuck. This is the girl I ran into last night.
"We have to stop meeting like this. Hi, I'm Adam. Adam Rowan."
"Lauren Jauregui. It's a pleasure running into you again." She said, smiling.
"Would you like to meet for coffee or something this week?" She asked me.
"Yeah. I'd love to." We exchanged numbers and said our goodbyes.
This is gunna be fucking great.
