Dance On [Austin Mahone Fan Fiction]

Chapter 17: Truth Comes Out

{Austin}

The following morning we make it to Buena Vista. Calli spent a majority of the ride there sleeping. The codeine her doctor has her taking puts her to sleep instantly. She has to take it every few hours to keep the pain away. I can see how miserable she is. Whenever she's awake she is fighting back tears because of the pain. She doesn't want to sleep, because she wants to talk to me.

We have a couple days off before the show starts. Calli sleeps predominately all day. Her bruises are starting to look better, but she's still self conscious about them. Her friends call everyday checking up on her. The story of Calli falling made it to the news. Her mom was torn up when she found out. Calli managed to convince her that she'll be okay.

 Now we're at rehearsals for tonight's show, and Calli is actually awake. She is sitting off to the side watching everything go on. When we get to Heart In My Hand I can see how hurt she is. It physically pains me to keep singing this song. The song ends and everyone takes a short break. I go over to Calli and sit next to her.

"Maddi looks great." She says softly. "I bet she's better than I was." She looks at me with tears in her eyes. "Right?"

I forgot to mention the medicine mixed with her high levels of pain makes her very, very emotional.

I take her hand in mine and gently squeeze. "Trust me, she does not do this dance nearly as beautifully as you did. I honestly didn't even want to put her in it."

"Then why did you?" She asks angrily, taking her hand back. When she does this her hand hits her stomach causing her to cringe at the pain. "Why am I still here Austin?" She wheezes.

"What do you mean?" I ask confused by her question.

"Why am I still on the tour?" Her breathing is heavy. She's close to falling asleep. "I'm useless. For the next four weeks I'm going to be sitting in this wheelchair, not being able to do anything.' Calli looks up at me with heavy eyes. "You're wasting your time on me." Her eyes sink slowly. "Why are you with me? You.. You shouldn't.. love me" Her eyes finally close and she's asleep.

I wheel her chair to the back dressing room, and carefully place her on the couch to sleep. I lean down and kiss her forehead, I know she's in too deep of a sleep to hear me, but I still lean towards her ear and whisper, "I'm not wasting my time, and I will love you." I kiss her cheek and walk out to finish rehearsals.

{Calli}

I wake up groggy, with a pounding headache. Sitting up, I rub the tiredness off my face. My mind wanders trying to remember what happened recently, and how I got on the couch. Suddenly it hits me like a ton of bricks. Austin. I remember our conversation, and it hurts to think about. I can't believe I said those things out loud to him. They've been on my mind a lot.

I feel like I shouldn't be on the tour because I'm useless. Someone has to make sure I'm taking my medication, if it hurts too bad someone has to call my doctor. I'm going to have to go to the doctor again in two weeks to check out my wrist, ribs, and my concussion. It's a hassle for me to be here with everyone.

Carefully I load myself into the wheelchair, with minor pain. I manage to open the door and wheel around backstage, looking to see what's going on. Nobody's running around frantically so it can't be too close to show time. I run into, or almost over, Calum towards the guys dressing rooms.

'Hey Cal." He says cheerfully. 'How are you feeling?"

"Not too bad, other than a migraine from hell.' I answer. 'Have you seen Austin?"

He shakes his head. "I haven't seen him since rehearsal ended, he was talking to Michelle about something."

'How long ago did rehearsals end?" I ask curious about how long I've slept.