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I had this chapter and while I was checking my story drafts I saw this was a fullish chapter that I forgot to post😂😂

20. Thank You.

I wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of loud banging and crashes coming from Austin's room. I bite my lip, knowing I should just stay in bed and go back to sleep but before I can tell myself no, I'm already walking through the bathroom.

I knock lightly on his door before walking in, seeing Austin sitting in the middle of the floor, his floor lamp laying down beside him.

"What happened?" I ask, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes. He tries to stand up, but stumbles a little and gives up "You're drunk, aren't you?" I ask with a huff.

"Why do you care?" He slurs, and I sigh.

"Come on, let's get you up" I reach out my hands for him to take, and he stares at them like he's never seen hands before "Come on" I urge, shaking my hands slightly.

"But you hate me" He looks up at me, his eyes glossy and bloodshot.

"That doesn't mean I'm not going to help you" I sigh "Now let me help you up so you can get some sleep"

He sighs and reaches for my hands, and I help him stand up. I place my hands on his chest to steady him once he's up, before wrapping an arm around his torso to lead him to his bed "Why'd you drink so much?" I ask, sliding off his shoes and socks and dropping them on the floor.

"Because I don't feel as bad" He shrugs "I'll be happy for a little while"

"Why aren't you happy?" I dare to ask, and he looks at me before looking away.

"I don't wanna talk about it"

"Okay" I nod. I walk to his fridge and grab a bottle of water, sitting them beside him on the bedside table. I then walk to his desk, going into the drawer to grab his pain killers "For your hangover tomorrow" I say as I sit the pills down. I walk over and pick up the lamp, thankful that it isn't broken.

I turn off all of the lights and head towards the door so I can go back to my room, when his voice stops me "Parker?"

"Hmm?" I hum in response, turning in his direction.

"Thank you" He says "You were always too good for me"

Hearing him say that made my heart twinge a little, I didn't know how to respond to that, so I ignored that he said it "Goodnight Austin"

"Goodnight Angel"

I sigh heavily and walk back to my room, laying down in my bed and falling back asleep.

When I wake up, I don't bother to look presentable as I make my way to rehearsals. I get there early, earlier than the professor, so I'm forced to sit outside until he gets there.

"Hey" A voice says after a few minutes of me sitting there, I sigh, wanting to be alone but welcome who ever it is anyways.

"Hey" I look up, seeing the girl Clara standing above me, she sits down beside me and I hope she doesn't make conversation, but of course, she does.

"So, this is your play?"

"Yeah" I nod.

"It's really good" She compliments "What's it like working with Austin?" She asks, and I shrug "He's so hot" She gushes.

"I heard he's actually pretty bad in bed" I blatantly lie, biting my tongue afterwards.

Why did I say that?

I bite my tongue and roll my eyes, resisting the urge to smack myself. She chuckles quietly and shrugs "I could show him a few things" She smirks.

"Knock yourself out" I say, my words more serious than I'd lead on. She giggles, her attention being caught behind me. I turn around seeing Austin walking in through the door, sunglasses over his eyes and his hood over his head. I hear Clara sigh dreamily, and I roll my eyes.

He plops down in a seat beside me, and if I didn't know that he had a raging hangover I probably would've told him to move, but I decide to be at least somewhat nice today.

"Hi Austin" Clara basically screams, and Austin whimpers, clutching his head.

"Go away" He mutters and Clara's jaw drops and she stands up, walking off.

"Asshole"

"My head hurts" Austin groans, leaning his head on my shoulder "P, make it stop"

"I gave you pain killers and water on your nightstand. Did you take them?" I ask, and he frowns.

"No, I forgot you out them there"

"Austin, they were in plain sight"

"Parker, I'm hungover and an idiot" He says, his tone pissed off.

"Well, I won't argue with you there" I mutter, reaching into my bag and grabbing a packet of pain pills and my water bottle "Here" I open the pack "Open your mouth" I tell him and when he does I drop two pills into his mouth "Drink this" I hand him the water after taking off the cap.

"Thank you" He mumbles, taking the pills before handing me my water back. He returns his head to my shoulder after I put my water back and I sigh, the class waiting for our professor. Austin sighs quietly, and yawns, a small cough leaving his mouth.

"You okay?" I ask and he nods.

"I'm fine, thanks"

The professor finally walks in, apologizing for being late and getting us where we need to be. Austin and I don't practice today, as were supposed to watch the secondary actors before we do anything.

When we're all dismissed I throw my bag onto my shoulder and walk out of the theatre, Austin being stopped by Clara. I walk slowly back to the dorm, feeling an urge to cry, a recurring action in my life this past while. When I get to my dorm, I sit down my bag and lay in bed, sighing heavily.

I spend the rest of the day in bed, and just like last night, Austin came back drunk, making noise. I sigh and walk to his room, seeing him with a bottle of whiskey up to his lips, chugging feverishly.

"Give me that" I huff, taking it from me. He yells in protest, especially when I pour it down the sink.

"Why'd you do that?"

"Because I'm not going to let you drink yourself into oblivion because you can't handle you're own fuck ups" I huff, pushing him into his bed and untying his shoe.

"No one said I can't handle my fuck ups" He sits up, as I take his shoe off, along with his sock.

"Then what do you call this?" I ask.

"Why the hell do you even care anyways?" He crosses his arms, pouting like a small child.

"Because unlike you, I have the capacity to care for someone when they need help" I take off his other sock and shoe "This has to stop or else you're going to get yourself hurt. You know you can die from drinking too much?"

"Thanks for the info Mom" He rolls his eyes.

"Austin I'm serious" I grab his chin, forcing him to look at me "Do you know what I'd do if something bad happened to you? I'd blame myself, do you want that?" I ask, and he shakes his head, sighing through his nose.

"Good, so get your shit together" I poke a finger at his chest.

"I'm sorry, P" He sighs "For everything"

"I know" I nod "Now, go to sleep" I kiss his forehead lightly, and he lays down in bed.

"Goodnight Parker"

"Goodnight Austin"

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