Fate (Austin Mahone Fan Fiction/Love Story)

Chapter 4

A familiar feeling rushed through my body as I took in my surroundings, 

but I saw it before. I'd been here before, been through this before, but  

what was it?

I was in the car, staring out of the window with a blank expression on my face, 

I loved casing out the beautiful, blue sea of air all around me. It was just another 

clear, sunny day in Florida. My head was resting on my hand, my eyes outside but my  

mind in a completely different place. My long, deep chocolate hair blowing through the early  

summer breeze. Life was grand.

I focused my eyes on the outfit I was wearing and I immediately panicked. It was that outfit, from that day. No... I had on my blue and white striped bikini with denim cutout shorts and a blue and red flannel t-shirt I'd stolen from one of my guy friends back home. I was reliving that day all over again and I couldn't go through that pain again. I tried getting myself out of this dream state, screaming at myself inside of my head, but it never worked. This isn't the first time I've had this nightmare, they had become constant since this day happened, just less lately. When I started to forget about it even a little bit they always seemed to come back..

I gawked around at who was in the car and I could feel my heart breaking inside my chest in my sleep. I haven't seen some of these faces physically in over 3 months, and now they were right next to me. The faces of my eldest sister, Elaina, my dad, John, my nephew, Martin, and my niece, Melody. My dad's face was stern and disapproving, I smiled because that was the face I was used to, he had always been like that. My sister's was happy go lucky and her smile beaming bright in the mirror. My nephew's small, pudgy face, was blank, into whatever he was thinking about. These were the faces I missed most. My sister was humming along to the radio, dancing all wacky to entertain her children sitting next to me in the backseat of the SUV in their carseats. They laughed and played with their toys, having a competition as to who's toy could beat the others.

We were on our way back from the Gulf Coast, visiting dearly missed friends of the family, going to the beach, and just relaxing in the summer sun. The drive back home was 4 hours but I enjoyed it, I loved roadtrips for some strange reason. I was playing with the kids, I always loved this part of the dream, it was my warmest memory of that gruesome day. My nephew's cheeky smile taking over the backseat, it would be one of the last times I'd ever see it.

This song came on the radio that I really loved, I couldn't remember who it was by but I knew I'd loved who sung it for an extremely long time. Something about his voice was vaguely familiar, like I knew it really. well. A smile stretched across my face. Oh whoa whoa whoa, yeah yeah, aw yeah.  

The radio dj personality came on, "Alright guys, that was Say Somethin by 17 year old singer, Austin Mahone." I flipped. Now I knew where I'd heard his name before.

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I shot up in my bed. The dream had stopped and my forehead beat down sweat, my breathing heavy as if someone had punched me in the chest in my slumber. I ran the back of my hand across my head, wiping away all the sweat. I glanced over to my right to see Austin sleeping soundly next to me, his soft snores sinking into my pillows. I had to just brush it off, even though I knew that would be highly impossible to do. I should've, he didn't know what happened and I couldn't blame him for it. It was just a coincidence, that's all.

I laid back in my sheets, facing the opposite direction as Austin. I didn't want to sleep, I couldn't. I knew if I slept the nightmare would pick back up where it'd left off and I didn't want it to. I didn't want my heart to shatter into a million teeny pieces like it'd done when it happened the first time. It was one of those constant recurring ones that plagued my existence and I'm pretty sure it was determined to make my life miserable.