Meeting Austin Mahone [Editing]

Chapter 16- There Are Other Chances

 Chapter 16- There Are Other Chances

 The boy was actually Austin Mahone.

Huh... my brain just cant seem to register that. I spent over an hour goofing around with him while playing that ridiculous game of Find Louis Vuitton.  I spent over an hour with Austin Mahone. He seemed so normal, as normal as someone wearing a hat that covers half his face... indoors.

That's the thing. He wore that hat a certain way and walked around the mall, filled with Mahomies. It never occurred to me that he might actually be someone famous? No, I just went with the flow.

Stupid.

Stupid would sum it all up. I was stupid for not putting the puzzle pieces together. stupid for not realizing it earlier. If it weren't for Taylor, would I have ever found out who he was at all? Would he forever be that mystery boy who liked Austin Mahone? Probably.

But that's not even the worst part. The worst part was the fact that this encounter might knock the plan off course. He's seen me now and he probably thinks I'm some weirdo. An obsessed fan who would kiss all her Austin Mahone posters before going to sleep. (By the way I don't do that) He can probably make that judgment just off all the bags I had sitting next to me. He also heard my whole rambling thing. 

The thought was so embarrassing that I started to blush then and there.

I freaking rambled to Austin Mahone. Rambled. 

Good thing A&F was very dark because my face was starting to resemble a very ripe tomato.

"This thing is so small! Who can actually fit into this thing? It looks like a torturing device that squeezes the light out of you." josh said in shock as he held up a dress. A small dress, actually a very very small dress.

It was strapless and it only reached mid'thigh. It dress itself was white, but it had roses all over it, making it a dark shade of pink. I understand why Josh says it's a torturing device. The top part of it was like a corset, a very small corset, and having it be that size, it probably will squeeze the life out of you as soon as you zip it up. The bottom part of the dress was flowy and loose. You could almost twirl in it. Over all, the dress was very pretty, but there was only one problem: who can actually fit in it?

"Anorexics, obviously. Doesn't A&F stand for Anorexics and Friends?" Austin said looking at the dress as Josh puts it back on the rack.

"Haha, Austin. Your humor is so funny I forgot to laugh," Taylor replied with sarcasm practically dripping from her words. "And no it stands for Abercrombie and Fitch you retard, or did you miss the huge sign outside?" She then slapped the back of Austin's head, not without effort though. She was only 5'2'' and he was well... over six feet. She had to stand on her tippy toes, but her movement was so coordinated and swift that he didn't see it coming. 

Jealous, I wish I was that coordinated. I frowned a bit thinking back at the last time I tried something like that, I ended up faceplanting myself on the wall and getting my photo on instagram. It earned a couple hundred likes from his 6k followers.

"Ow!" He yelped, "I was just trying to be honest." he rubbed the back of his head.

"Honesty my ass. Do you have any dumber excuses?" Taylor shot back with both hands on her waist. Then it bloomed into a full on argument about this store. Taylor was very serious when it came to clothing and fashion. She won't let anyone diss pretty clothes and get away with it or her favorite store.

Josh watched in amusement as our two best friends argued. Meanwhile my mind started to wander back to Austin Mahone. I already knew how the argument was going go and end; they start digressing and then Taylor wins the arguments.