"So, your birthday is in a two weeks. Are you excited?" My mother asked me as we were driving down the highway. It took a few weeks for me savor the ending of my high school years, begin packing, and spend whatever time I could with my mother. With being accepted to a university in Miami, it was best that I move down so I could attend school.
My mother didn't want me to leave; being her only little baby left, and how we won't see each other everyday. We had our emotional goodbye at home. I told her that I would visit every chance I got, and I would call her all the time. It won't stop or be the end of our relationship. Nothing may ever break that.
During our ride, we reminisced on memories from when I was a child. She expressed how proud she is of the woman I am becoming. With great begging and long awaiting approval, she allowed me to move in with Austin and the boys. She wasn't too fond of the idea of me being the only girl with four men. But they knew better than to do something they shouldn't.
Victoria was very unsure on what she wanted to do. Her relationship with Alex was complicated and was going on thin ice. She wouldn't tell me more than that.
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The moving process what heaving. Everyone in the house helped move all my boxes up to Austin's bedroom. He insisted that I share a room with him. When all the boxes were moved; I thought it would be nice to make a dinner. Making some meats, with mashed potatoes and casserole, everyone ate away at it; complimenting my cooking.
All of us were exhausted from the lifting and carrying. I decided that tomorrow I would begin the unpacking. Arranging the boxes, so where they wouldn't be in the way, Austin and I got ready for bed. His room was rearranged, some spots empty. I was confused as for what; but I assumed for some oft things.
I felt that I was intruding into Austin's house. His room. He had to move so much stuff around to accommodate me. "You stop speaking nonsense. I'm just happy to have you here. Finally with me. In our room." Heading the word: ours, made my heart warm and a smile tug itself at my lips. Changing into our pajamas, we laid down besides each other and within a minute, we passed out.
The next morning, I could smell the food wafering throughout the home, and it smelled wonderful. Bringing myself out of the bed, I could see the empty spot from yesterday, placed with a vanity and drawers with a large mirror. There was a note placed on it: For all of your current makeup, and new makeup stored inside. Love you baby." Opening the draws, I see the various makeup pallets, lipsticks, patterns, and brushes. He's so sweet.
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"Good morning." I mumbled into Austin's back as I wrapped my arms around him, from behind. He was making pancakes. "Good morning to you, my princess." Zach, Alex, and Robert came down and cooed at the sight. "This is so disgustingly cute." Zach commented before pulling his seat out.
No one helped me set the table, such courtesy of the boys, am I right? Grabbing cups, drinks, utensils and napkins, I displayed them on the table for the five is us. We had conversations and funny stories, which made me snort my drink, only causing more laughter. "Y'all laughing at my pain." As I smack Alex's arm.
Robert and Alex cleaned up the table and did the dishes, while I went back to the bedroom and washed up for the day. I would tackling to unpack all of these boxes. Plus, Austin said he'd like a redo on his bedroom. One where it can be homey, yet have his and my touch. I always loved reorganizing, so I accepted. It was an in this moment, I began to feel like a wife. And I mean that in a good, funny way. This was great.
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A U T H O R S • N O T E:
So I incorporated some of my natural self in this writing. I do enjoy cleaning and organizing things. Whether from bedrooms, kitchen, restrooms, and anywhere around the house. I may have OCD. It's been very constant. 😂
I hope you liked this chapter! Jaylynn has moved in! Give this chapter a vote before you continue, and leave a comment! Thank you babes LOL
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The U Girl | Austin Mahone
Fanfiction'To get the chance to meet your actual one, to meet your only idol, to meet your angel from heaven, could you ever not wonder: Could it all be just a dream...?' Jaylynn Edwards was given the chance of a lifetime. She would be able to set out to meet...
