12. Austin, Come Back.
                              I wake up in Austin's bed for the fifth morning in a row, it losing his scent and gaining mine more and more each passing day. I get up and start to get ready for class, changing into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I grab my phone and put it into my pocket, grabbing my bag and laptop and walking out of my dorm room.  As I walk to my first class, I have some time to spare so I call Austin, waiting for him to answer. 
                              "Hello?" He answers. 
                              "Hi" 
                              "Hey Parker" He says "How are you?" 
                              "I'm fine, how are you? How's Ireland?"
                              "It's great, I uh, I haven't seen much, but it's pretty great and so am I" He says "I miss you though" He sighs out "I didn't think I'd miss you as much as I do" 
                              "I miss you too" I slide down the wall, sitting on the ground. 
                              "Austin, come back" I hear a female voice purr, her Irish accent unmistakeable.
                              "Not now" He sighs "Parker-"
                              "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing" I clear my throat, keeping my voice from cracking "You're obviously very busy"
                              "Parker, I'm sorry"
                              "5 days, it took you 5 days to break your promise" I frown "That's a new record" 
                              "It's not what you think" 
                              "I have to go, class is starting soon" I stand back up with a huff. 
                              "Will you talk to me later?" He asks, his tone desperate. 
                              "I don't know" I answer, hanging up the phone. I walk into my class, my professor smiling at me. 
                              "Just the girl I wanted to see" He says "I've finished grading plays, and yours was by far the best. I've scheduled the play to be performed when some of my actors and playwrights get back from studying abroad, there's only two or three to wait on, but they're my best" He chuckles. 
                              "Thank you so much" I smile "Means a lot"
                              "You have true talent, Ms. Parker, don't let it go to waste" He pats my shoulder "Now please, take your seat" 
                              I walk to sit in the back, my phone going off like crazy with text messages from Austin. I turn my read receipts on, just to piss him off and look over his messages, typing a few letters in but not hitting send.
                              Just adding fuel to the fire. 
                              From: Austin👀
Parker, I'm sorry
                              From: Austin👀
It's not what you think
                              From: Austin👀
I didn't sleep with her I swear 
                              From: Austin👀
It was just a kiss, I'm sorry
                              From: Austin👀
You know I only have eyes for you
                              From: Austin👀
Please answer me
                              From: Austin👀
Baby, I'm sorry. Please talk to me.
                              From: Austin👀
I can fix this
                              From: Austin👀
I can't lose you, please 
                              From: Austin👀
I didn't mean to
                              From: Austin👀
I know you're reading these Parker
                              From: Austin👀
Fine, whatever 
                              I backspace the letters I typed in and lock my phone sliding it into my pocket. My professor drags on about grading the plays, mentioning how he chose who's he liked the best and that they already know, they class all whispering to each other, asking if it was theirs or not. I just sat back, keeping my mouth shut. 
                              Once my day was finally over, I walk back to my dorm, only to be stopped by Zach "Hey Parks" He smiles.
                              "Hey, what's up?"
                              "Well, I'm bored and you're brother isn't helping so I was wondering if you'd like to hang out" 
                              "Sure" I shrug "Just let me put my bag inside" I unlock my door, pushing it open and dropping my bag onto the floor. I shut the door and smile at Zach as we walk out of the dorm. 
                              "What's it like not having a suite mate around?" He asks and I shrug. 
                              "Don't have to fight for the shower" I laugh.
                              "Your brother can shower for days if someone let him" 
                              "Yeah, it's always been like that. He used to sleep in the bathtub when he would get super drunk" 
                              "Really?" He asks.
                              "Yeah, almost drowned him once" I snort "I didn't notice he was there, so I filled up the tub and right when it got to his chin I realized he was in there" My phone ringing cuts off his reply and I roll my eyes, looking at the screen, I ignore that call when I see Austin's name, putting it back into my pocket "But, what made him so boring?"
                              "I wanted to go out and do something, but he only wanted to play video games" He shrugs. 
                              "I know what we can do" I smirk "Come on" I run to catch the bus, Zach following after me. We get on and ride it closer to the rich part of time and once we're as close as we can get we get off and walk the rest of the way until we reach a luxury car lot. 
                              "I'm confused"
                              "I used to do this when I first got my license. You come here and test drive a car or two" I shrug "It's not that bad actually" I add. I used to do this with Austin when we were in high school. It was fun, we'd pretend to be a married couple, looking for a new car to go with the new house we had just bought.
                              "And we're not going to get in trouble?"
                              "No" I shake my head "They can't deny us a test drive, now what do you want?" I ask as we walk inside "Bentley? Lamborghini?" 
                              "Why not both?" He shrugs. 
                              "I like the way you think" I wink at him, Austin buried deep in the back of my mind, which, was actually kind of nice. 
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