The Girl Next Door

I won't leave you alone

Dylan’s POV

It’s been a month since Austin got out of the hospital. Thank god he finally finished “learning” all of his songs so we could finally hang out. And just when I feel like things are finally going back to normal, his tour starts up again. He’s leaving tomorrow and it’s gonna be for twelve months. I would be more than happy to go with him. I mean I would get to drop school, get out of this boring town and leave my brother, but there’s just one thing; he never asked me to go with him. I can’t just invite myself along. What if he doesn’t want me to go? Then what do I do? I can’t go twelve months without seeing him; I just can’t.

Austin’s POV

I’m going on tour, for twelve months. I can’t go twelve months without seeing Dylan. Things were finally getting good. Our relationship was actually going somewhere, and now I have to leave. I can’t ask her to go with me either. That’s like asking her to ruin her life all for me. That’s so selfish. I really love her, but if I asked her to go with me, it could ruin everything she’s been working for. She’ll have to drop school, her family and her life all for me. I could never ask her to do that for me. I just can’t.

Since today is the last day I’m going to be in town I’m having a “going away” party with a bunch of my friends from home and my “celebrity friend”. I was actually really nervous because I’m not really excited to leave Dylan. I’ve been bummed out all day and I’m not looking forward to seeing people. When I got out of the shower I walked into my closet and picked out something nice. It wasn’t exactly my “typical” wardrobe since I was supposed to dress nicely. I hate dressing up; it’s just not my thing.

Dylan’s POV

I was getting ready, or trying to get ready for Austin’s “going away” party, but I couldn’t stop crying. The love of my life is leaving tomorrow and I’m not going to see him for twelve months. When I finally got myself to stop crying I walked into my closet to pick out a dress. I slipped on my white pumps and then put on my makeup. I put on a little eye shadow and water proof eyeliner and mascara. Once I was done with that I curled my hair and then out on my diamond earrings. After I was done I still had a little bit of time before Austin would pick me up to go to the party. I took my Nikon d3200 and took a bunch of pictures to keep my mind off Austin leaving. When Austin showed up my mom forced up to take a bunch of pictures outside my house. She said since Austin was leaving she had to get some pictures of us together.

“Can you send me those?” Austin asked my mom after she finished taking the pictures.

“Of course! I’ll go do it right now.” My mom said walking inside with my camera.

“You look beautiful, as always.” Austin said, kissing my hand. A smirk snuck onto my face and I started to giggle.

“Thank you.” I answered. Austin’s phone vibrated and I figured it was the pictures my mom was going to send him. He smiled as he swiped through them. He tilted his red iPhone to the side and started to type; maybe he was saying thank you? I thought. A few seconds after Austin locked his phone and slipped it into his pocket, my phone vibrated. I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that Austin mentioned me in a tweet. I unlocked my phone and saw that Austin posted one of the pictures of us on twitter. He said

“Me and my gorgeous girlfriend @RealDylanHoward Love you babe, always and forever. Nothing will ever get between us.”

I could feel my cheeks turn a violet red. I ran over to Austin and kissed him passionately. After we pulled away I started to look at all the replies and mentions I was getting.

“You guys are so cute!” “So happy for you guys.” “Dylan you’re so gorgeous!” “Love the dress!” “OMG you guys are such an ugly couple. And Dylan looks like she was run over by a train.” Most of them were really sweet but the mean ones kind of hurt. I shook it off and replied to the nice ones. I followed a few people and then locked my phone.