Bluejean Baby | austin butler

thirty four

Hallie Owens

Tonight was our last night in Italy before we flew back to LA tomorrow. Me and Austin had just been walking around the city when it started to get dark. The breeze from the water was making me a little chilly and Austin handed me his jacket.

I looked up at him and smiled. "What is it?" I asked.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met." He said, placing his hand on my cheek. "Even wearing your bluejean jacket?" I asked. "Even more so." He replied.

"I love you." I said. "I love you too." He said. "More then you'll ever know." He added.

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Being back in LA felt so good. I was surrounded by my friends, and I could show off my newest piece of jewelry to everybody also. The house was finished finally, and we were getting settled in. I loved having my own space with Austin. Our little slice of heaven tucked into the hills of California. I've been getting stuff ready for Harry's tour. We've been back from Italy for about a week, and i've been doing nonstop dress rehearsals until 2 am which has sucked, but soon it'll be back to a set schedule.

"What time do you have to be there tomorrow?" Austin asked as he put dinner on the plates. "Well I have to run over and drop some things off in the morning, and then i'll be back after that, and then i'll have to get there around 5 to get started. I won't have to go in the mornings after tomorrow." I said. Austin nodded, he was super focused on the aesthetic of the plates right now. "Are you coming tomorrow night?" I asked. I tapped my nail on the counter as my leg bounced. I don't know why I was so anxious. Just like a little ball of nerves for some reason. "Aus?" I asked. "Huh-yeah! Sorry." He said. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Yeah! I'm just really focused." He said. "No, don't lie. What's going on?" I asked again. "I don't wanna talk about it right now.. Can we talk about it later? You're so excited right now and I don't wanna ruin it." He said. "You don't ruin it. I swear, but sure we can talk later." I said.

He handed me my plate, and I sat it down on the counter. He kissed my forehead as he sat down, "i'll be there. You know I will." He said. "I'm nervous." I said. He looked at me concerned, "Why?" He asked. "I just haven't done this in a while, and i'm nervous somethings gonna be messed up. I don't know. Just overthinking I guess." I said. "No need for that. Everything will be fine. I promise." He said.

After we ate, I went to our bedroom to do some laundry. Austin was cleaning up the kitchen from cooking and I was trying to figure out what I was gonna wear tomorrow night. I decided on some flares, something 70s related. Austin came into the bedroom a few minutes later and sat down on the bed with his laptop. "Whatcha doing?" I asked. "Gotta respond to a few emails. What are you doing?" He asked. "Trying to pick out something to wear tomorrow." I said. "What are the options?" He asked. I held up what I really wanted to wear, He nodded. "I like that one a lot." He said. It was settled then.

I finished putting away the laundry and crawled into bed next to him. I laid my head on his shoulder as I watched him type out emails. I started to get sleepy laying there so I got up and went ahead and got ready for bed. I brought us some water, and placed each cup down on our nightstands, shut off all the lights in the rest of the house, made sure doors were locked and alarms were set, and then went about the personal stuff I had to do.

"Are you going to sleep?" Austin asked. "Just getting ready so I don't have to get back up again." I said. "Okay good. I'm not quite ready to sleep yet. Still have one more thing to respond to." He said. "That's okay." I responded. I took my makeup off and did my skincare, before changing into my pjs which were a baggy t shirt and some biker shorts. I walked out of the bathroom when I was done and got under the covers turning my lamp off and the tv on. "Is this going to bother you?" I asked. "No! I'm done now." He said shutting his laptop, and then getting up to do his night time routine. He crawled under the covers shortly after and we snuggled up. "Did you wanna talk about what's bothering you?" I asked after a few minutes of silence. "Oh, uh, I had forgotten I was supposed to tell you." He said. "You don't have to if you don't want to." I said. "It's just, tomorrow's the anniversary of my mom's passing. I just know it's gonna be a hard day for me. It always is." He said.