Meeting Austin Mahone [Editing]

Chapter 25- Trust

Chapter 25- Trust

I knew something was horribly wrong with Austin uttered the words “I need help”. One thing I was positive about him was that he never asks for help; he never needs help. His unwillingness to admit he may need an extra hand may have to do with his big ego, so if Austin Carter swallowed his pride to call me (in the middle of  a very important moment), something big has happened.

What is it?” I asked urgently praying that it wasn’t something really bad like murder.

“You see, last night I went into the city to do some exploring of my own when I came across this pretty cool looking night club so I got in with a fake I.D. I went in and did all the random shit you do in clubs and the next thing I knew I’m in a cell with a bruise on my jaw which by the way hurts!”

I didn’t know it but I was already making my way to the elevators. “I’m on my way, where are you exactly?”

He told me the address while I waited for the elevator to rise up to the top floor. I hung up a couple seconds after he told me the address since his five minutes of calling someone was up. I tapped my foot on the ground impatiently as I glared at the numbers on top of the elevator.

“Everything all right? You kinda just disappeared,” he says walking over looking a little concerned.

“I’m fine and actually I have to go.”

“Why?”

“My friend ended himself in a cell.” I replied hating that I have to leave him so soon.

“Do you want me to come with you?” I started to say yes, but bit my lips to hold that reply back.

“I think it’s better if I go by myself. I don’t know how he’ll react if he saw you there with me. It just seems like he’s not that fond of you.”

“Yeah, I understand. I’ll see you tomorrow then?” he asks hopefully when we stepped into the elevator that finally decided to make it up here; I pressed the lobby then the close door button a couple times.

Tomorrow.

I won’t be in New York tomorrow.

Realization dawned on me that I never told Austin when exactly I was leaving just that I would stay for a couple days.

“I’m leaving tonight…”

His face fell, “Oh…”

“Yeah…” I frowned, he and I were actually getting somewhere in this relationship, but now I have to go.

A silence enveloped us and I looked down at my hands, not really knowing what to say.

Austin wrapped his arms around me and gave me a tight hug, “It’s ok. Everything will be find,” to make it more dramatic he added, “We’ll cross paths again.”

I gave a sad laugh and hugged him as tight as my arms would allow me taking him all of him, his scent, his build, his arm around me, my irregular heart beat… I never want this to end. Sadly it did because as son as the elevator door opened our private moment ended and he pulled away.

“I’m sorry it has to be like this Austin. I really do like you.” I told him that as I walked out of the elevator with him. “I wish we could’ve spent more time together you know?”

“Think positive Tammy, at least we got to spend time together right?” he smiled attempting to make this mood lighter. “But where does this leave us?”

Us.  I liked that. 

“I’m not sure…” I answered honestly, sure we confessed, but I’m leaving and he’s going to be in another city in like two days.