You'll Play The Romeo, Ill Play The Juilet. (Of Mice & Men)

Miles Away I Can Still Feel You Lay Your Head Down On My Embrace

I sigh as I scroll through the mass amounts of text messages I have been receiving from Austin.

I grab my things slamming them back into my bag with a sigh. I pick my phone back up, and dial Austin's number.

"Listen, I need time. Don't bother coming to look for me, I'm fine," I say before Austin could speak a word.

I quickly hang up my phone to see Alan standing behind me with his hand on my shoulder.

"do you want me to take you home, babe?" He asks rubbing my shoulders.

"No, I'll be alright. I just need some time to think about everything."

"Call me anytime, I always have time for you even if it's three in the morning, I love you Linds," He says kissing my cheek, and handing me my bag, "you're welcome here any time."

"Thank you so much Alan, I love you too. You have no clue how much this means to me," I reply kissing his cheek in return.

I head over to the door, closing it behind me.

Am I overreacting about this whole situation?

I seem to be asking myself multiple times through out the walk home.

After the countless minutes of walking home, I finally see the house come to view.

I slow down my pace, dreading to walk into the house knowing all the questions Austin is going to have for me, and the fight that will follow it.

I finally arrive at the door, and slowly push it open. I peek inside the door trying to see if Austin is anywhere to be found.

I open the door when I think their is no trace of Austin, and slowly, and quietly shut it behind me. I quickly run up the stairs to our bedroom, and put all my things where they belong, and lay down on the bed.

I take a couple minutes to regroup myself, and make my way back downstairs to find Austin, and confront him about the whole situation.

I fall down the stairs to see Austin quickly turn around from the couch. He stands up faster than ever, and crosses his hands.

"Babe, why did you leave last night?" he asks with concern in his eyes.

I pull my phone out of my pocket, and show him the picture of him with the brunette hanging off him.

"This."

"Babe that's nothing really. It meant nothing at all," he pleads.

"You shouldn't have let her hang all over you. You should have told her that you are in a relationship, and that she should respect that enough to not be all over you. Do you understand how crappy that makes me feel? You shouldn't even want other girls to touch you accept me," I say with tears threatening to spill over my face, "I don't know how much longer I can take with this pain. Not only the pain with you, and the brunette, but that i just fell down the stairs."

"Babe please, I won't let it happen again. Let me make it up to you,

Please," he begs

"Fine," I give in.

I walk over to him, and he collects me in a giant hug. We stand there for what seems like an eternity just in each other's arms.

Austin looks down at me with a grin on his face, "When i said I was goig to make it up to you I meant in bed," he says winking. 

'Well In that case, you are, Austin ficken Carlile, you never need permission from me," I say returning his wink. 

He chuckles, and picks me up off the ground, slinging me over his shoulder, and smacks my butt. he runs up the starirs, while I have a perfect veiw of his ass. When we finally arrive to the bedroom, he throws me onto the bed, and leans down kissing my passionatly. 

I kiss him back with much more force, and bite down on his lip. he pulls back, and rests his forehead against mine. He rips off my shirt, and I slowly lift his shirt trying my hardest not; to break away from the kiss. 

He pushes off his pants, and he slowly pulls down mine. He kisses me, and slowly begins to make his way from my mouth, to my chin, to my neck, down my chest, and past my stomach. He rests his forehead on my lower abdomen. The slight touch of his warm breath on my skin makes me quietly shutter. 

He slowly slides down my underwear, and sowly moves his head down in between my legs. I take a fistfu of his hair in my hand. I moan out in between hitched breaths of compete ecstasy. Not long after he pulls his head back. 

"Not yet, babe, save it for later." 

I groan, "Your turn," I tel him as he lays onto his back, I slowly make my way down, biting the rim of his boxer breifs pulling them down revealing his massive, 'friend.' I take him into my hand, and not ong afterwards guiding him into my mouth. After a couple minutes of 'blowing' him, I pull back, and let him flip me onto my back. 

He presses his finger inside of me, thrusting it in, and out of me. He slowly adds another finger inside of me. Slowly pushing them in, and out.

he takes out his fingers making my yearn for him to be inside of me more than ever. I presses himself against me, teasing me with every second. He finally pushes himself inside of me, earning a moan of peasure escape my lips. 

"Fuck," he groans. 

He thrusts inside of me harder, and harder, dominating my entire body, putting me in complete bliss. He slides his hands behind my back, pulling me up in a sitting postition. He grabs a strong hold of me, pulling me off the bed, and pressing my back hard against the wall. 

"Well, this wall is pretty comfortable," I moan into his neck. 

He pins my harder against the wall, thrustin harder, and harder. 

He throws me back onto the bed, and not long afterwards he releases himself inside of my mouth.

We curl up, lifting the covers over our heads. I press my forehead against his, he kisses my softly. and I rest my head in the crook of his neck. 

"I love you, Lindsay," He whispers, 

"I love you too, Austin." 

** The Following Morning **

"About last night..." Austin says smirking.

"You know, Austin, If this is about your ice crea, I don't want to hear it.