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BECKY'S POV


"Austin! Slow down!" Calum shouts from the backseat.


"Yeeeaah, that's not happening." Austin feigned a smile to Calum in the rear view mirror.


"Is this about last night?" Calum asks Austin. We all jump in unison thanks to Austin's driving.


"Fuck." I mumble. Austin looks at me in concern.


"You're going to kill us all!" Calum shouts. Ashton sits in the back with his arm clings to the door next to him for dear life.


"As long as you die with us." is what I think I heard Austin mumble. I look at him in disbelief.


"Stop the car." I say lowly. Austin ignores me.


"Stop the car right now!" I shout. Austin grunts, but does as I say. The car comes to a halt and I instantly hop out of the sleek vehicle.


"Becky, I'm sorry." He says as the car strolls at my walking speed.


"Becky, please get back into the car." Austin pleads. I groan loudly; I pull open the door and plop back into the passenger seat.


"I don't get it." Ashton whispers to Calum.


"She's a sucker for the word 'please'." Austin smiles.


"I could get out of this car, again. If that's what you want." I test with a glare on my face. I pull on the door handle, but it's locked. I manually unlock it only for Austin to lock it again.


"You're not going anywhere, sweetheart." Austin says darkly. I scoff.


"You so fucking controlling." I mumble.


"It's kind of hot." I hear Vanessa say, she sits in between Ashton and Calum with a small smile on her face. I look back at Austin. Her words have no effect on him.


"Where are we going?" I ask him letting my pride go a little.


"We're going back to Mateo's house. I mean, your uncle's." Austin corrects himself.


"Wait. We're going back? Are we going Sarah? Or Jimmy?" I ask excitedly. The thought of seeing my old friends make my heart speed up. Yeah, I shouldn't have said Jimmy, but can you blame me? We were best friends before we decided to take the next step.


"Why did you say 'Jimmy'?" Austin scowls at me.


"Well, he was my best friends since we were little and I-"


"That wasn't real! All the memories you think you have of him and Sarah were fabricated by me." Austin spits.

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