The Last Time, austin mahone fan fic

The Last Time

A/N : this is the chapter that I wrote while listening to "the last time" by Taylor swift and Gary lightbody , the whole story is built off and inspired by this chapter!!!!

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Sofia's POV

I hear a knock at the door and I'm frozen, still crouching down, looking out my living room window, staring at the fancy red car. I was in disbelief. At this point, Mabel was going insane barking, especially because she'd never met the person knocking. I make my way to the door as slow as I possibly can. There's no way to hide, he saw my car in the drive, and probably saw me in the window on his walk up to the door. I feel like I cant speak, and no noises are able to escape my newly tightened throat. Now I'm standing in front of the door, looking through the little window. We just stand there and look at each other through the door for what seems like 10 minutes, but it was probably only 10 seconds. God, his eye were beautiful. I self consiously push up my thick, black glasses that were far too large for my face. Figures, the one time I decide not to put my contacts in, he comes. I clench my teeth and finally find the courage to twist the knob, allowing the door to open.

"hey Sofia" he said nervously. Good, he should be nervous, I thought.

"Austin why are you here?" I say, crossing my arms over my favorite maroon sweater.

"what do you mean?" he replies, still standing in the door way.

"I mean why? Why are you here, in rhode island, at my house? You haven't spoken to me in what is it now... Almost 4 months?"

"Sofia please let me in"

"why should I?" I say, shaking my head and looking at the ceiling. I could feel tears coming back into my eyes. No. I can't cry right now. Not happening. I take a deep breath and count to ten, trying to calm myself. Austin just stands there and says nothing.

When I finally am brave enough to resume eye contact, he answers. "please. Sofia, let me Atleast talk to you." I swallow, which is extremely hard because of how tight my throat is due to my current emotions.

"fine." i say motioning for him to enter, closing my door behind him. He looked the same, the only difference was instead of summer clothing, he was dressed in a black beanie, jeans, and a red and cheetah print sweat shirt. His voice was deeper, too. But maybe that was just from nervousness. He was truly handsome, which made everything so much more difficult. I turn around and hes sitting on one of the couches in my sitting room, the one by the fire place. He was trying to keep warm, he wasn't used to the chilly climate here. I see him looking up at me. "what do you want Austin?" I say bitterly, my voice just as cold and harsh as the autumn wind outside. I sit down on the far end of the sofa he was sitting on and criss cross my legs.

"I'm so sorry for everything. I really really am, Sofia" it was hard to hear him say my name.

"yeah Austin, you should be" I say, looking at the rug.

Suddenly, everything, all the memories and flashbacks of the past summer come back to me. The roaring fire inside of the little wooden structure turned to a bonfire and the fall-ish smell of pumpkin and crisp leaves was replaced with the scent sunblock and ocean...