Austin Butler imagines💙

Friend staying over

Summary: Your brother has his friend austin over for a week
this one is a long one, 5.1k words

You're brother Alex has a friend coming over for the week while his parents are out of town or something. Well, you didn't actually know why he was coming but oh well. All you knew is that you were angry about it. Why your mother said it was aloud, is a mystery. God forbid you asked her for if you could have a friend over.

You have one, singular last weekend before you had pretty much a clone of your brother stay for an entire week. And the weekend after that.

You or your mother hadn't a clue who this boy is. Guess we know who's the favourite child..

The front door opens and it must be your brother now coming home from work.

"EW, WHATS THAT AWFUL SMELL MOM, MUST BE THE RAT THAT JUST WALKED IN GET THE FEBREZE!" You yell. Maybe you over did it a BIT..

Your blood runs cold when you hear another guy that isn't your brother talking and your mom putting on her voice she uses on guests to seem nice.

You want to sink into the sofa and die.

You don't want to, but your brother had your charger and you had to get it off him.

You go to the door and stand infront your brother and fold your arms.

"Give it." You demand. You decide to ignore the dude next to him to save yourself from embarrassment. I mean he probably thought you called him a smelly rat.

A smug grin pulls at your brother, Alex's lips. "Give what?"

"A fucking entry charge. What do you think?" You sarcastically asked.

You hear quiet laughing and look over. His friend is laughing at your sarcasm.

"Thanks." You thank him.
"He's probably laughing at your crusty ass outfit that you haven't washed in a week cause your a lazy bitch." Alex argued to you.
"Uh, no he's probably laughing at your greasy ass mop hair." You fight back.

Alex pretended to hit you.

"O-M-G, someone help!" You pretend to cry.

"What is going on here?" Your mother asked.
"He won't give me my charger!" You complained.
"She said, and I quote, that I have a greasy ass mop haircut!" Your brother defended himself.
"He said, and I, ME, Y/N, quote that apparently I am a lazy bitch who doesn't wash my clothes for a week. And that I'm crusty." You now defended yourself.
"Can you two stop swearing and STOP arguing! Alex, you have a guest, you should be ashamed and Y/N leave your brother and his friend Austin alone. This is embarrassing that you have to get your mom to sort an argument out infront of your friend." Mom yelled. "And Alex, for gods sake give her the charger."

Alex rolled his eyes and threw the charger back into my hands.

"Austin, do you have siblings?" Mom asked.
"Yes mrs Y/L/N I do." He smiled at your mother.
"Do you argue like this?" She asked
"Can't say we do." He chuckled.
"Ugh, your mom must be so lucky." She groaned.
"Yeah." He said quietly.
"Mom.." Alex reminded mom by widening his eyes.
"What?" My mom frowned.

"Yeah, what? Don't look at mom like that, rude ass boy."
"Like..."
"My moms kinda..not.."

Everyone is shouting over each other so  you decide to slide a joke in right now.

"Your moms..not? Not what? Not on deez nuts." You laughed at your own joke. Deez nuts isn't even funny anymore what the hell is wrong with you Y/N.
"My mom died." Austin blurted out which shut everyone up. Of course Alex knew but your mother and you didn't.