𝐒𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄? 𝔄𝔲𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫 𝔅𝔲𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔯

꧁𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄꧂

꧁Austin's pov꧂
I hear a faint beeping sound come from my phone. It becomes louder as I wake up more. Noticing it's my alarm, I lean over to turn it off. I check the time to make sure it's the right alarm, and for some reason, it's not five instead of four. Four am. good. I slowly sit up, not yet bothering to turn on the harsh lamp located on my nightstand. The soft moonlight was the only thing lighting my room. As I remembered as to why I had woken up so early, my stomach started to twist. I hadn't known if I was ready. I had done rehearsals, but this was the real deal. it was terrifying. To portray a role as big as this. It was nerve-wracking. People were expecting the best from me. and the worst part was, that I was scared of myself. I was alone. I didn't have anyone to share my thoughts with. so I went to the only person I could connect with.

Me: Hey Stella? I know it's early, and I know I might sound dramatic. I need guidance. I'm super nervous. I've done roles before, but this is my first real one. I have to portray an idol, and so do you. I have no idea how you are not nervous. yeah your not filming today, but it amazes me. so please give me some sort of pick-me-up.

Did that sound desperate? I don't want to sound desperate. I just need some advice. I mean, this was a huge day for me. I wish she was gonna be there. but I got no text back from her yesterday, so I just assumed the worst. I finally decide to turn my lamp on. The brightness from the lamp made my eyes immediately shut. As they adjusted to the light, I pried them open. it was difficult to try and get out of bed, but I managed. The cold atmosphere filled my home. this had also been a rental, but instead of having a friend stay with me as Stella had, I had my thoughts. it wasn't necessarily perfect, but it was ok. it was temporary. I head into the kitchen, reaching my arm out to flip on the light switch. The brightness again makes me have to adjust my eyes. I had to get ready quickly, which most likely means microwave breakfast. I grab a jimmy dean breakfast bowl, quickly turning around to the sink to add water. After that I carefully place it into the microwave, making sure not to spill any of the water. I set the time for one minute and fifty seconds. I wait for the cheery ding, indicating my meal is warm.

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After finishing my food, I was ready. I put on some decent-looking clothing. just a light grey shirt, and some jeans. I was ready for hair, outfit, and makeup. the moment became more real as I stepped into my car and started the engine. As I pulled out of the driveway, I couldn't help but feel disappointed. did I assume Stella was awake at this time? no. Was I sad she wasn't coming? no doubt. But why did I even care? I've known her for less than a week. there can't be that much emotional connection between us yet. Right? There was no way. As I shuffled my playlist, I hear love me by Elvis start to play. My frown slowly made its way up into a smile.

well, if you ever go

I pull her closer to me, our bodies touching, forcing her head up.

darling, ill be oh, so lonely

She moves her hands to be clasping around my neck, rubbing her thumbs on the sides of my neck.

ill be so sad and blue

my hands trailed up and down her waist, caressing her sides.

crying over you, dear onlyThe flashback forced its way into my brain. The way my hands ran to her sides as we danced. How she relished the moment. how we both loved every second of it. It was such a beautiful morning. I wish everyone was like that. With her. The same route. But times change. The drive up to the studio was a peaceful one. It was calming in a way. seeing the sun barely rising over the hills. the music taking over my brain, satisfying a feeling I didn't know I needed to be satisfied. I felt good. I felt confident.
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A/n
I love writing Austin pov. more than Stella's. A very short one. I'm finally figuring out where I am right now and gathering my scattered brain. So anyways, thank you for reading. sorry not for posting yesterday, it's totally my fault, and ill get better. I doubt posting next week will be consistent. Let me get classes figured out, then this will become my first priority again. I think when school starts, ill try and get my new chapters out at least midnight. Bear with me. Anyways, love ya mamas, xoxo Robyn.