Red. (Austin Mahone Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 36

After the drivers test, I went to go check out the fight between Austin and Rocco. I tried not to worry that much. After all, it was maybe a typo, since they looked like each other, people still got them mixed up.

Driving to Rocco's house was not fun. Most people in the neighborhood knew he was a drug dealer, and it wasn't helping my reputation to be going to a drug dealer's house.

As I got out of my car, my high heels clicked some more down the pavement. I didn't know which alleyway they were fighting in. Finally I could hear jingles of bottles on the floor, and yelling of words I couldn't quite understand.

"Fuck you!"

I walked down deep into the alley and suddenly saw a crowd. A big crowd. And in the middle of that crowd stood a boy, Austin Mahone, screaming his lungs out and throwing punches at Rocco.

The crew stood against the brick walls in the alleyway, their eyebrows raising at every movement. I snuck in and everyone looked at me.

"You didn't miss much." Tailyn said.

Austin punched Rocco surprisingly harder than I thought he could.

Rocco fell to the floor, but got up in no time as he pulled a shiny, gold gun out of his pocket. He held it up, checking inside to make sure bullets were in there. There were. As he held it against Austin's head, everyone watched intensely. I squeezed my eyes shut. There was no shot though.

"Are you sure about that Rocco? I think you need to go sit in the corner and think about what you just tried to do."

I looked up. Red stood in front of Austin, making sure that Rocco didn't touch his brother.

"Now, now. Put the gun down." Red added.

Rocco dropped the gun.

"Red... I thought you were.. Dead."

"Maybe I am, Rocco."

The crowd laughed.

"Don't mess with him. Don't mess with Austin. Don't mess with us. Just go." Alex said.

Everyone ignored him, although they probably all agreed. Red picked the gun up.

"I wonder if it works. How about we test it out, Austin?"

Rocco gulped. As he tried to run away, Red and Austin got him. Red hit him hard enough to knock him out momentarily, and they handed his unconscious body to Robert. The crew would take care of him. The crowd emptied out into their cars and bikes and skateboards. It was just me, Red, and Austin. Red and Austin did a handshake and then Austin got into his car.

"Hi." Red said.

"About that hospital thing-"

"Forget it, Red. I don't care anymore."

He got into my car. He drove.

"I really think we should talk," I stammered.

"This relationship is just..."

"No. You're not just gonna leave me like this. You can't do this." He said, his driving got unsteady.

"We don't even talk much anymore. And I'm not happy. And so much drama has happened since this relationship happened. I don't know if I can deal with it."

"Go. Just leave this relationship without even trying. I'm fucking done. I do everything in this relationship anyways."

"That's funny. That's really cute actually. You really piss me off. We can fix it! I never said we needed to break up! You overreact. You're irritating."

"Oh,"

"Sorry."

He drove into my driveway.

"I'm sorry. I'm irritating. I'm the reason for everyone's fights basically." he mumbled.

"Red-"

"Just get the fuck outta my car."