Who Would Have Guessed?(Austlan Cashby)

I Wouldn't Ever Leave - Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Austins P.O.V.

I woke up with something entwined with my body. I looked down to see a small ginger boy wrapped around my body. I had almost forgotten that I slept with Alan. I also forgot that I am slowly starting to feel something towards Alan. Wait when did I ever admit to feeling something towards Alan. I thought those were only thoughts. I shook my head, some what violently, and felt the small boy stir. His eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at me. “Morning Austie. How’d you sleep?” he yawned. “Just fine, how about you. You look like you slept wonderfully.” I chuckled. “I did. You’re a whole lot more comfortable than my bunk.” he giggled.

“Seeing that you slept so well, would you like to sleep some more, and make it even better? We still have about 8 more hours of traveling, and that's enough for a few movies.” I asked. “That sounds delightful.” he smiled. “If it sounds good, then get your butt out of my bed, and make your way to the back lounge.” He looked at me in disbelief. “I thought you were going to carry me.” I sighed in defeat. He was too adorable to say no to. I got out of bed, and he followed, then hopped on my back. He weighed as much as a feather. “Do you even eat anything?” I gasped. “I eat everything.”

I laughed, and carried him to the couch. He plopped him down, then fell right next to him. “What movie do you wanna watch?” I asked him, standing back up and going over to our case of movies. “You know what I want to watch.” he mumbled. I slid in 500 Days Of Summer. “Hope you like Star Wars.” I told him. He looked at me and groaned. “Uhgg Austin I thought you actually knew.” he huffed. When it went to the title menu, I could tell he no longer hated me. I sat back down next to him, and wrapped his arms around me. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” he said into my arm. I wrapped my arms around him and clicked play. His body sort of melted into mine. We fit together perfectly. As odd as that sounded, it was true.

Alan had eyes glued to the TV the entire time, but I couldn’t help but watch him quote every single line. He was obsessed with this movie. It was adorable. In some way I was jealous because he had more feelings towards Zooey Deschanel, than he did towards me. I shouldn’t be jealous, but I was. Although it was, an unintentional jealousy. I think I just need to face the fact that I may or may not be developing a crush on my band mate, and the closest friend I’ve had in a while.

How can you not form a crush on him though? The way he cuddled into me, and when ever a suspenseful scene would come on, he’d squeeze my arm. He was so adorable, and perfect in every way that he was hard to resist. I was looking down at him, and his eyes were closing slowly. How could he be so tired already? Its only been two hours, and we just woke up. Which also makes me wonder why the guys aren’t up yet, but they’re probably hammered, therefore they will most likely sleep all day. Which means more time for Alan, and I to cuddle, without being judged.

“Austie, can we take a nap. I’m tired.” Alan yawned. “Didn’t you just wake up though?” I asked bopping his nose. Where did that come from? I’ve never done that to Alan before. “Yeah, but I want to cuddle.” he whined. God, why did he have to be so adorable. “Why can’t we do the thing where it’s just us, and we sit and talk, whilst cuddling?” “Because, I want to nap, but spend time with you, which means we have to cuddle.” he refuted. “Fine, I guess we can do that.” I sighed. His face lit up, and he laid back down in my arms.

He didn’t want to nap, until we finished the movie, so I had to wait another 15 minutes. Might I add, it was the longest 15 minutes of my life. Once it was over, we had a difficult time getting comfortable on the couch. I pulled him onto my lap, and he laid his head in the crook of my neck. I figured I wouldn’t be sleeping any time soon, so I put on Lord Of The Rings for me to watch, while Alan slept. His arms were wrapped tightly around my torso. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep, which left me alone, with a very adorable ginger kitten attached to me.

Alan’s P.O.V.

“Austin, we need to talk.” I mumbled to him, barely audible. “What about Alan?” he responded. “I think I like you. Everytime I see you, I want to smile, or walk up and kiss your beautiful face. Whenever you speak, I get butterflies. You are all in all perfection.” I blurted out. “Alan you’re disgusting to think I’m actually into guys. Can’t you see that I like girls. You’re gross. To be honest Alan, I don’t want you in this band if you’re gay. So I think you need to leave and never come back, because you’re a disgrace to everything we stand for.”  he yelled, somewhat harshly. “But Austin. I thought you felt the same way.” “I told you to get the fuck out of this band. Why are you still here you stupid faggot.” he spat.

I woke up in a rush, and could feel the tears streaming down my face. I felt two arms hold me securely. “Kitten, calm down. It was just a dream you’re okay now.” Austin consoled me. I held onto him as tight as I could, as I sobbed into his chest yet again. “Its fine. You’ll be okay. Take deep breaths. It’ll be okay.” he whispered to me. As soon as the tears stopped, I hugged him. Why did he always have to be there. It makes me want to love him even more than I do. That is if love can describe what I feel towards him. He makes me feel a way that I’ve never felt before, but I have no clue what it is. Whether it's friendship, love, or I only have a minor crush on him, it’s obvious  that its something different.

My breathing started to calm down a bit, but I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. If I did then all the monsters would attack me. Or Austin would leave me because he thought I was too clingy. “Alan, I’m gonna go get you some water. I’ll be back in just a second. You have to let go.” he said calmly. I burst into tears again. “Austin you can’t go. I don't want you to leave me. You’re going to get up, then the band will kick me out, and I’ll never see you again.” I sobbed into him.

Austin's P.O.V.

“Austin you can’t go. I don't want you to leave me. You’re going to get up, then the band will kick me out, and I’ll see you again.” he cried into my chest. He wasn’t making any senses. That dream must have affected him a lot. “Kitten, you’re not making any sense.  Just explain what the dream was about, then I can figure out the rest.” I told him. “I can’t. If I-I tell you, then it, it will c-come true.” he stammered. “No it won’t. I promise.” “You can’t guarantee that thought.” he muttered. “I would never leave you Alan. Regardless of what happened.”

“Okay well in the dream I said we needed to talk, then you asked about what, and I kind of accidentally blurted about how I had a tiny little crush on you, and you were perfect, and you give me butterflies every time you speak, and how I want to cuddle with you, and kiss you, and call you mine. But then you yelled at me and told me to leave, as nicely as you could, but after I asked why you called me a faggot, and told me to never come back.” the tears started to come back as he explained. When he finished I hugged him.

There wasn’t much more I could do. “What's so bad about you telling me that. It was just a dream.” he consoled him. “But the way I felt in the dream wasn’t fake.” he whispered quietly. “Alan,” I started, pulling him away so I could look him in the eye, “are you saying you have feelings for me?”

A/N: So this was a sad yet fluffy chapter, and it also sort of sucked, but it will get better as time goes on. The other three guys (Phil, Tino, and Aaron) will come in later, but I need to find a good spot. Make sure to comment/vote/fan, to make this story more popular than the plastics!

-Smashie