When you Can't Sleep at Night (Of Mice & Men Austin Carlile Fanfic)

√ Chapter - 3 Purified

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I felt sick. no...no. My world felt dizzy and my vision blurred. The next thing I know everything is black. Where am I. I'm working...well WAS working.

I felt sick. Fate is a sad, sad thing. I had found my self laying in my comforter softly weeping to my self. Where am I? I am lost... not pyhsically, but mentally I can't feel anything anymore. It has been about a few hours since the truth had been revealed to me.

I sighed. I don't want to be sad anymore, I really don't. All I want is to be happy. To be happy I can't moop around anymore. I just have to make the most out of everything.

With that being said I decided I can be happy with anyone I want wether people like it or not. I reached over the edge of the bed, my hands searching the ground for my laptop. Once I found it I flipped it open waiting for the start screen to pop up. The semi black screen revealed my reflection; red, puffy, and my eyes were as blue as could be. I shrugged it off as I wiped my final tears away and the desktop apeared. Let's learn about Austin.

I clicked on the firefox icon, then went to the google seach bar and began to type: Austin Carlile. Quite a few pages apeared as a result. I never knew how popular his band was. I hesitated to open the first link, I took a deep breath in and held it as I clicked it.

The headtittle read Carlile: an insparation for thousands. I smiled to myself as I began to read the article. I had learned that Austin's mother died when he was 17. He inheiritated the same diease that took her life. He had to give up baseball, something that meant the world to him. He married his wife, she cheated on him, they divorced. He was kicked out of attack attack way back. He formed Of Mice & Men. He had to have heart surgery in order to live. Because he was hospitalized for a month and kicked out of of mice & men. Then demanded back in by the fanbase. And he cherishes his Fans more than anything in the world.

I Smiled like an idiot. I pressed the back button and searching through images. I gazed at the first picture in awe. It was him. He was so perfect.

I heard the door open and abruptly close. I don't know why freaked out but I jumped and just about screamed at Mel. I caught my stolen breath. I focused my attention back to the screen. I wonder what his band sounds like? I pulled up youtube and searched Of mice & men. The first song to pop up was called Purified. As I listened to each lyric, each scream, I feel deeper in love with Austin.

It was about 12:30 a.m. and I was so tired. I gently closed my sleepy eye lids, and drifted asleep to the sound of Austin's singing. I will love you forever and always.

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I awoke to a nice cool breeze from an open window. My blue eyes blurred from my slumber. I Stretched my noodle arms and gazelle legs nearly falling as I picked myself out. of bed. I yawned as I walked toward my bathroom. I looked in the mirror as a placed my dogtags around my neck. I opened drawers rummaging for useful makeup, product, toothpaste, and other stuff to make my morning tasks easier.

After my hair was stick straight and my makeup was flawless, I walked towards my closet. I slipped into my favorite pair skinny jeans, and pulled on my black laced cammasole, swiping a black and white checkered button up shirt on left unbottoned. I then slipped my feet into my galaxy vans. I put my nose stud in last.

I Grabbed my aviators off the counter along with my fully charged iphone, and my new car keys.

I slung my satchel over my shoulder, locked the apartment door and head to the garage. I found my black mercadies and hoped in plugging my phone in to listen to some tunes.

Some time had past until I was on the highway when thriftshop came on it was kind of funny. You know, today will be a great day. I looked to the car next to mine and you wouldn't beileve who was in it...Austin. my mouth dropped and he just kept on driving. I'm not sure if he saw me but I saw him. I know I did. Just as I said today will be a good day.

Just as a stalker would do I followed him, unintentionally. Where the Hell is he going? I turned onto a street well. The recording studio.

DaFuck? He pulled into the parking garage, me following as he did. He found spot and parked. I didn't want to be creepy by parking next to them, so instead I parked a little across from them. My phone buzzed and lit up. I reached across to grab it when a ginger haired man starting pounding on my window.

I nearly shit bricks, jumping a good 6 inches in the air. I grabbed my phone and began to open my door.

The guy got up in my face. "What the Fuck? Are you stalking us? Who are you? Why are you following us?" At this point I was terrified. I looked over and other four guys were just sitting there watching him bitch at me.

I then got defensive and snapped back.

"Well excuse me, I happen to work here gingie. So if you wouldn't mind get the Fuck out of my way." I was stern and sounded heartless.

"Oh uummm sorry" He sounded embarrassed. I shoved past him and found my way to the elevator door. What the Fuck just happened?