Austin Butler Imagines 🍒

Car fight...🥵

~CONTEXT~

Best friends. That's what you and Austin had been for years before you made your relationship official. Though 'best friends' was the label both of you put on your relationship, it was evident that the pair of you always had feelings for each other: the stolen glances from across the room, your hands brushing against one another's when stood in close proximity or walking past one another, the way your legs touched under tables or when you sat next to each other, the undeniable sexual tension between you two whenever left alone or whenever you watched certain movies together. All of these things were clear signs that you both wanted each other, and after so long of the pair of you being too stubborn to tell the other, you both ended up confessing at the same time, causing a burst of laughter from you both and the start of your relationship. Things between you were great, you rarely fought and no problems arose in the relationship, until now...

~CURRENT~

A friend of yours invited you and your girl friends out to a nightclub for her 26th birthday, and of course you agreed to go, there was no way that you were missing out on this. The only difficulty was,  Austin didn't want you to go as he was worried about what could happen to you while you were out and he wasn't there to keep you safe. You felt like his worries were stupid, as you're a grown woman and you would have your friends with you, but he was insistent on you not going. You eventually gave up and told him that you wouldn't go, and he was happy. However, that was a white lie. The night of the party, you snuck out while he was sleeping, getting your friends to pick you up just down the road so Austin doesn't see the car outside and recognise it. 

Once collected by your friends, you drove to the club, all of you buzzing and excited to party the night away. After a 15 minute drive, you pull up in front of the club and get out of the car, all of you heading inside and instantly walking up to the bar, ordering drinks. You gossip and chat for a bit, having a laugh and having a few drinks each before making your way to the dance floor. The lot of you are drunkenly dancing, swaying your hips to the music and just feeling the moment, though after a while all of you are separated and you are left dancing alone, though because of the alcohol in your system you don't particularly care. You continue dancing, enjoying yourself and simply having a good time, in your own world and ignoring everything around you.

Hours pass and you decide it's time to go home, so you tell your girls that you're tired and wanting to head home. They all want to stay at the club a little longer so they all give you a hug before bidding you goodbye, getting back to drinking and dancing as you leave the club. You stumble outside, clearly tipsy from all the drinks you've had, and fumble in your bag to find your phone, unlocking it and calling Austin, forgetting that you had snuck out and he wasn't aware you had left. Safe to say, when he saw your call and realised you weren't in bed next to him, he was RAGING. He didn't bother answering your call, simply just getting into his car and driving to come and get you, knowing which club you were at. 

You stand outside of the club, confused and slightly annoyed that he hadn't picked up, scared that you might have to try and stumble your way home. Though those thoughts are quickly put to rest when Austin's car pulls up in front of you, Austin angrily opening the door and glaring at you from his seat.

Austin: "Get in, now!"

You stumble towards the car, plopping down onto the passenger seat and just about closing the door behind you, messing around with your seat belt as you struggle to get it on. Austin pulls away, staring at the road in front of him as he tightly grips the steering wheel, pissed off at you for sneaking out and going against his wishes.

Austin: "I thought we agreed that you wouldn't be going"

Y/N: "I only said I wouldn't to stop the argument"