Always and Forever (Austin Mahone Imagines)

The Night Out

Imagine

      You're sitting at home. You're grounded, but why? Because your best friend, Austin Mahone, pissed off your mom by smart talking her and then cursing in front of her..But that doesn't seem bad right? Because that wasn't the end of it. He lied to her so you guys could hang out for a little more and drove you out of town just to have a night to yourself, he brought you back the next morning. Your curfew's at 11:30 pm. Your mom never liked him or you hanging out with him, and this gave her more of a reason. So when you walked through the door that morning, she basically put you on house arrest in front of him and she banned him from the house. She took away your all of your electronics and you weren't allowed to use them unless you were in front of her and you still weren't allowed to talk to him. So here you are, in a dull looking room, staring at the ceiling. Your mom's asleep though. You hear a faint knocking at your window. You're confused, who is that? Then a familiar face pops up from under the windowsill.

      "Heyyyy," He whispers, shuffling the screen out of your window.

     "Jesus, Austin!" You jump, grappling your chest, your heart racing. "What are you doing here!? You know I'm grounded!"

    "I came to surprise you, duh. What else do I come here for?" Austin shrugs his shoulders, climbing into your window.

      You slap his shoulder loud enough for only you two to hear, "I always thought it was because of my sparkling personality! Guess not..."

       He stifles a small laugh as you help him in. He brings himself to his feet and you catch his grasp as he leans close to you, "Whoa... Sorry."

      "No big deal." You step away, a little warm. You find a small spot on your carpet and position yourself inside of it, Austin sits down next to you. It's been almost a week since you've seen or talked to him, you missed him a lot. His big smile everytime you would joke around, his deep laugh everytime you'd do something crazy, and his bubbly personality that you couldn't understand why your mom hated so much. Your mind starts to wander to all the great memories you two have had since you became friends and how often you guys would talk on a daily basis. Then a thought hits you, why am I thinking about him when he's right here? You snap back to reality. He's sitting a mere 2 inches away from you, his hands cradling yours, tracing the contures of your skin, when he looks up and smiles at you. Your head is tilted down towards the floor, staring at the carpet. He notices you looking down so he cups your chin, bringing you to meet his eyes. Those gleaming chestnut eyes with a hints of green specks floathing through, you were getting lost in them, time standing still. Why am I thinking like this? He's my best friend. He slowly closes his eyes and eases his face into yours. It seems like the hands on the clock were moving in slow motion as he came closer. What's happening... He pauses when he reaches the tips of your lips, pushing up onto his feet. "I'm sorry, I should just go..."

       Your body couldn't move, you felt like you were paralyzed in the moment. He scrambles to your window, hurling himself halfway through it, "I guess I'll talk to you later." He wouldn't look back at you, you couldn't see his face. I'm still confused, what's happening. He lands on his feet outside of the window and faltered out of your line of sight to his car, which would be parked down the street so he wouldn't get caught being at your place. All of these emotions come swooping over you, not sure how you're feeling at the moment, you scramble for the nearest pair of shoes and slip them on before leaping through your window, chasing Austin. You amble down your driveway, peeking around corners making sure no one sees you. Austin is pretty much back to his car by the time you see him.

      "Austin!!!" You yell in a loud whisper, the street is eerily silent so it was impossible for him not to hear you. He jerks his head up as your fast paced walking picks up speed until it's you're in a full sprint. He's sitting in the driver's side seat, fumbling to get the key in the ignition. You finally reach the car, swinging the passenger door open and hopping in. "Austin, what was that?" You ask, hoping to get an answer from him. If it meant what it thought you meant, this was going to get crazy.

     "I said I was sorry, okay, I'm just gonna go..." He looked down on himself, playing with the heys, forcing no eye contact with you. You get a little fed up, "Austin, look at me!" You snatch his chin towards you softly, making him look into your eyes. He gaped his mouth open as to speak but nothing came out, which disappointed you. I know he has something to say, why doesn't he just say it already? You take the situation into your own hands. You climb across the seat, sit in his lap facing him and rest your hands on the back of his neck. He licks his lips slowly before biting down and resting his hands on your waist. He smiles at you again, you pull him closer and close your eyes. It was then that your lips finally touch for the first time. Your stomach ties in knots as his soft, succulent lips press against yours in sweet harmony and perfection. Your heart stood still and your body temperature starts to rise, giving you a heat flash and a cold sweat at the same time. He pulls you into him even more, you can feel his heart pounding. This kiss alone was pure ecstacy, you wanted to have this buzz forever. You began to smile in the kiss, he sits back in his seat. In the heat of the moment you take a nibble out of his bottom lip, he lets his seat down, pulls you even closer, gripping on your hips even more, slips his tongue into your mouth so they could in sync with each other, and raises your shirt from your body. You extract his shirt from his body, breaking the kiss once more. He lets out a soft grunt as he flips you over, putting him in the dominant position. He lays his lips on your neck, traveling down to your chest, working their way all over your body. He slides off your yoga pants and your underwear, sliding down his soon after. He inserts Clark into you, nice and slow, savoring the moment you are having together. You stifle out a small moan as you run your fingers through his hair. He starts thrusting his hips back and forth, running his hands along the small of your back, sucking on your neck. You squeeze his biceps to hold in your screams, moaning his name as he picks up speed. He starts to moan your name, but it was more like singing. His sweet angelic voice, music to your ears. Your thoughts are running all over the place, your heart is beating at a mile a minute, you keep squeezing him and you wrap your legs around him. You're relying on him for support, he's holding your lower back up to him, his speed slowly increasing. His car is rocking back and forth, side to side. "Austin... I can't, Austin..." He feels you about to cum but he treks on, picking up his pace, slamming into you, kissing you in all the right spots, putting your body at ease. You both climax at the same time, he lays down on top of you, you run your fingers through his soft, curly hair once more. Taking deep breaths, he slides back on his clothes, helping you with yours, and moves to the back seat. You follow behind. He has his back turned to the door, his head leaning against the window. You slip in his lap, he wraps his right arm around you while the other is stroking your cheek and brushing the loose strands of hair out of your face. Leaning his forehead into yours, he gives you one final kiss for the night before whispering, "I love you." and falling asleep gazing into your eyes.

     You didn't care about any trouble you would probably get into if you didn't sneak back home in time, or the person who would enforce it because it was then at that moment that you realized, you were in love with your best friend.