Strangers Again (Austin Mahone Fanfic)

Mom: Y/n we're going to go out for dinner tonight.

You: But mom I only have a couple more days of break left. Can I just stay home?

Mom: No you're going.

You: Why do I have to go?

Mom: Because Michele invited us.

You: What?

Mom: You're going.

You: Fine, but I'm not going to like it.

Mom: You don't have to like it, just be there.

You: When are we going?

Mom: In an hour so get ready now and wear something nice.

You: Yeah whatever.

[You began to get ready for dinner tonight. You wore a nice dress with flats and curled your hair and put on some make up. Just as you finished your mom told you it was time to leave]

Mom: You look cute honey.

You: Thanks. Lets go. The sooner we get there the sooner we can leave.

Mom: Stop being so negative.

You: Then let me stay home.

Mom: Nope you're going.

[You and your got into the car and drove to the restraunt. It was a silent car ride and you continued to look out the window looking at all the sights as you passed by them. Soon enough your mom pulled into a nice restraunt. Both of you guys walked into the restraunt]

You: I don't want to listen to old people conversation.

Mom: You won't have to. Austin's here.

You: What!?

Michele: You guys! Over here!

Mom: Be nice.

You: No promises.

[You and your mom walked over to your guys table. Austin stood next to her and you put on a fake smile]

Austin: You ladies look lovely tonight.

Mom: Awh you're such a gentlemen Austin. Y/n?

You: Thank you. You look nice too.

Austin: Thanks.

Michele: Have a seat.

[Your mom sat next to Michele so you had no choice but to sit next to Austin. He pulled the chair out for you to sit down]

You: Thanks.

Austin: No problem.

Mom: This place looks great.

Michele: It does. Austin suggested this place and I'm glad I listened to him.

Austin: See it is good to listen to me sometimes.

Michele: Of course honey.

Mom: Thanks for inviting us.

Michele: It was Austin's idea.

You: Oh how nice of him.

Austin: It's the thought that counts.

Mom: Oh shoot I forgot to wash up before I came.

Michele: Same. The restroom is right there.

Mom: We'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.

You: Well you're my ride home. I have no choice but to stay.