A Very Warped Summer (Austin Carlile / OC)

Chapter 32 / Epilogue

Danielle anxiously looked out the window of the plane as it slowly descended toward LAX airport. She hugged her small backpack close to her chest as she surveyed the palm trees and visible beaches from way up in the sky. She felt Austin's warm hand on her bare knee and she turned to look at him, giving him a small smile. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently in her own.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

She nodded. “This is just very different for me, I never expected this at all.”

Austin kissed the side of her face. “You'll love it here, I promise.”

Once they finally got off the plane and went through baggage claim to get their suitcases, it was no surprise when a few girls nearby screamed out Austin's name. He turned, waved, and smiled at the group before catching back up with Danielle.

“Wow, you even have stalker fans at the airport.” She smirked.

He threw his arm over her shoulders and pulled her in to kiss the top of her head. “There's been more before, trust me. I don't mind it though. I love my fans to death.”

Danielle laughed. “It's cute.”

They took a private cab back to Austin's place. On the way there, Dani stared out the window, watching the different people walking by on the streets. It seemed so different from New York. There were tiny, bleach blonde girls in crop tops and high waisted shorts, tall guys that looked way too hipster to even be here, and several other randoms.

“You know, I kinda wanna dye my hair blonde.” She said, turning to Austin.

Austin's eyes widened as he looked at her. “What?” He laughed somewhat nervously. “Why?”

She shrugged, smiling. “I could use a change for once.”

Austin scrunched up his nose. “I don't really have much of a preference for blondes.”

She raised an eyebrow and put on a small smirk, an image of a blonde Gielle in her head. “Guess I shouldn't have come here then.”

Austin shook his head, rolled his eyes, and pulled her toward him. “You can do whatever you want, I'm just saying I don't know if it would look good on you.”

“Well I was born a blonde.” She laughed. “But I won't do it. It takes too much work.”

“Good.” He kissed her head. “I like you with dark hair anyway.”

Danielle was awestruck when she grabbed her bags out of the car and looked up at Austin's beautiful, large house on the beach in Orange. Austin paid the cab driver, said his thanks, then grabbed his bags and motioned for Danielle to follow him inside.

She gulped over the lump in her throat and followed him inside, even more awestruck by the interior. Austin walked in a different direction but Danielle felt paralyzed. She heard him throw down all his bags and walk around in a different room, but she just couldn't find feeling in her legs.