The Boy Next Door - A Austin Mahone fanfic. - COMPLETED

Sweet Dreams

Taylor POV cont.

I open my eyes to find a bright light filling my vision.

'Don't blind her.' A voice says that sounded like Bailee's.

'Sorry Taylor.' Tyler says.

'Taylor, are you okay? Did you have a bad dream?'

I nod, unsure of what to call the dream. 'I'm fine. Just a bad dream.'

Because that's all it was. A bad dream that wouldn't come true.

No matter what- stop Taylor. Don't even go down that path.

I notice everyone staring at me. 'I'm starving. What's to eat?'

XXXXXX

'What to wear, what to wear. Decisions, decisions. So many choices. Maybe this dress or these new jeans. Maybe these totes adorbs sandals with this ca-ute skirt and this amaze-balls crop top I found. Or maybe-.'

'Bailee, SHUT UP!' I yell.

She'd been doing this all day long while we waited for tomorrow to come.

Bailee sticks her head out the closet. 'Oh am I bothering you? My bad, you see Riley said I need to look really, really super duper cute tomorrow if I wanna sit with them at lunch and I have to pick the perfect outfit.'

'Whatevs, I'll be by the pool if you need me.'

I quickly grab a bathing suit, towel and suntan lotion before going to the bathroom. I grab my iPod on the way out and practically barge downstairs.

I needed quiet to figure out how I was going to pull my plan off. Everything had to go smoothly and in order for it to work, I had to bring on the nice factor major time.

Operation: Take Riley Down or T.R.D for short was being put into action.

'TAY-LOR!' Someone yells from downstairs and I quicken my pace.

'Taylor, look who came to visit.' My dad says at the door with my moms sister. 'Dawn and Morgan.'

Dawn was the youngest of the family. She currently was only 27 with a 7 year old daughter who was adorable as could be yet the biggest brat ever. I preferred my other cousins over her.

'Well I was going to a friends house for a pool party so bye.'

Crap, I didn't have my keys. I smile at them before turning around and running up the stairs.

'You have 5 seconds to get your bikini on or be stuck with bratty Morgan for the rest of the day. Your choice.'

'Wait wha?'

'Taylor, where are you?' Morgan sings, her voice slowly getting louder.

I turn the lock on the door and lean against it.

'I'm dressed.'

'Thank god.' I mutter. 'Ready?'

I open the door and quickly run down the hall. 'Later Morgan. Love ya!'

When we're finally in my car and pulling out, I let out a breathe I hadn't known I was holding.

'That was close. So Alex's?'

I nod.

Austin POV

'Finally signed with Chase/Universal Republic.' I tweet with a picture of my manager, the producers, my mom and me.

'I'm so proud of you.' My mom says for the billionth time. 'I love you.'

'Mom,' I protest. 'Your embarrassing me.'

'Say you love me back or else I won't take you out to eat.'

'I love you Mom.' I mumble, hoping no one hears. 'Where are we eating? Olive Garden?'

'Your pick Mr. I'm Famous, Look At Me.'

'Olive garden it is.'

My personal phone vibrates and I reach for it.

'Hey, I miss you. When are you coming home?' - Riley

I delete the conversation and slip my phone back into my pocket.

It always started like this. Riley would say she missed me then we'd talk about the good times and how much fun we had back then and before I knew it, she was back in my life and not for the better.

'Nathan said that we should stop by-' My moms voice trails off. 'Austin are you okay?'

Tomorrow was the first day of school and I was missing it. Actually, I was missing the first week. That meant one less week of seeing Taylor and many more since I would be flying to and from Miami to record my album.

'How many days of school do you think I'll be missing?' I ask.

'Oh, I must've forgotten to mention this but your being homeschooled for the rest of the year. I already called your school and told them. Next time we go back to Texas, we'll un-enroll you. Austin, were moving to Miami so you can pursue your singing career. The record label is helping us find a place to live. Aren't you excited?'

Excited was an understatement. I was moving to Miami and leaving Taylor behind. Am I the only one who sees something wrong here?

So this chapter sucks. I had major writers block but I promise the next one will be better! Remember vote, comment and share!

~ Alyssa