Your Hearts in my Hand (An Austin Mahone Fan Fiction)

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~Ariel's P.O.V.~

When I got back home again, my mum asked what happened.

"Well, Austin and I got into a fight and I walked back with the boys and that's basically it." I shrugged.

"Don't worry. He'll come around." She said and I thought about Alex who just told me that less than 5 minutes ago.

"I'm going to get a shower." I said and went up to my room and into my bathroom.

I got into the steamy shower that instantly thawed out my freezing body.

I got out when the water turned cold. I got into an oversized tee shirt and compression shorts and got into bed. Listening to Mayday Parade, Sleeping with Sirens, and Of Mice and Men.

*Comment if you listen to any of those bands or similar bands :)*

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When I woke up I was sweating and had a dry mouth. Why couldn't I breathe out of my nose?

Awe for fuck sake. I should of known I was going to get sick.

I hope he's happy. Well I'm not going to school today. Not that I'm complaining...

I went downstairs and my mum was in the living room watching some detective show.

"Mum I'm sick." I said with a convincing sad sick face.

My mum put the back of her hand up to my forehead. "Ariel, your burning up." She sighed. "I can't send you to school sick. I've tried and I just had to come get you." She tried joking but she literally did atleast 15 times.

"Kay." I said and walked into the kitchen and made myself some coco pebbles.

I took my cereal up to my room and rested my bowl on my boobs to prop it up without me having to make any actual effort. Don't even TRY to tell me you never do that. .-.

I turned on The Beatles 'Let It Be'. For some reason I like old music when I'm sick.

I called my Dad cause it's kind of a ritual for when I'm sick. He answered on the 3rd ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey dad." I said with my stuffy nose voice.

"Why aren't you in school?' He asked accusingly.

"Enough with the third degree. I'm sick."

"You're always sick."

"Will you sing me my sick song?" I said with a stupid ass grin on my face.

He chuckled and sighed and started singing my sick song.

"Soft kitty, Warm kitty, little ball of fur. Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, pur pur pur," He sung the Soft Kitty song from The Big Bang Theory. That was our special show so we picked up a few things.

"Thanks dad." I giggled at my dad. He had a deep voice so hearing him sing that song always made me laugh.

"Okay. I'm going to let you get back to work. When do you think you're coming home?" I asked with a melancholy melody.

"I don't know sweetheart. Soon."

"Okay.. Love you.." I said.

"Love you."

The line went dead and I decided to distract myself with some Assassin Creed 4: Black Flag. That's right got it from RedBox bitches.

After about three hours of playing that, I decided to see what time it was. 10:43am.