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get out-Austin carlile

AUSTIN ROBERT CARLILE BLOCKED ME ON INSTAGRAM BC I SPAMMED HIS GIRL FRIEND WITH " does daddy vic punish you with it huh,baby girl?" ON TWENTY PHOTOS AND SHE BLOCKED ON TWITTER AND INSTAGRAM AND HE JUST BLOCKED ON INSTGRAM I FEEL SO HONNORED OKAY CONTINUING TO THE FLUFF
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You walk out of the tour bus hand in hand with your boyfriend Austin. He goes on in 15 minuets so you guys decided to head out. Tino and Alan are right behind you guys, Phil and Aaron decided to walk around, meet a few fans, and watch some sets from the crowd.

"Are you watching us today, babe?" Austin asks, stopping at one of the food tents.

"Yeah, I think I'm going to watch from the crowd today though. I miss being part of it."

The guy hands over a few waters, telling us its on the house.

"Thanks, dude. Catch you later." He turns back to you and hands me a water.

"You sure? It gets intense, Y/N."

You laugh at his concern and remind him you guys met during one of his shows. He was on stage and you were stuck in the pit. He had told every one to clear a path and let you through so you could go to the medic tent. After his show he came to check on you and gave you his number. It was history from there.

It's been about a year since then and you haven't been in the crowd to watch a show since. You've always been back stage per Austin's request. He doesn't want you to get hurt again.

"Yeah, I won't forget that. Just be careful, okay? Love you."

"I'll be fine. Love you too!"

He trots off toward the stage and gives you a quick wave. You smile to yourself, admiring how adorable he is. The crowd starts to quickly grow as show time gets closer, so you decided to try and get a decent spot by the stage.

You manage to push your way through till there's only five or six people separating you from the stage. You're nice and close, but far enough away so when the rush comes you won't be completely squished.

You glance around at you and can't help but feel that you don't quite fit in. Everyone is either in band tee's and shorts, or skinny jeans. The majority of people have on darker make up with perfect straightened hair with colors beautifully streaked through.

You glance down at your own high waisted short, simple white bandeau, and denim pull over. Your hairs pulled up into a messy bun with a bandanna tied around it, with light make up. Not really the majority here.

You hear two girls giggle around you and turn to see two gorgeous girls right next to you staring and laughing. All the insecurities you felt through high school come rushing back. You turn you eyes to the ground and pray the show will start soon and you won't have anymore trouble from the girls.

Sadly, your prayers aren't answered.

"Hey, you! Yeah, you. In the denim. What the hell are you doing here?"

You look up at them, nearly petrified. Why couldn't they just leave you alone?

"I'm here to see the band. My boyfriend is in it." You blurt out, mentally kicking yourself. There's no way they'll believe you're dating Austin.

You guys have gone public and everything, but there aren't a lot of pictures of you guys. You can't stand to be photographed.

"Oh, really? Which ones your boyfriend, honey? Please tell us!"

The taller girl mocks you, talking to you as if you're a child. Embarrassment washes over like a tidal wave. Why don't they believe you?

'Because why would Austin ever date you? I'm surprised anybody believes you guys are dating. He probably only does it because he feels bad for you.'