Lost Inside Fate (Austin Mahone fanfiction)

Chapter 7

*Cassandra's POV*

I crutched my way down the hall and had to have Austin help me through the revolving door. As soon as we were out I let the fresh air take over my body. I missed the outdoors. It had been 3 days since I'd been outside and I was craving it.

"Austin!" Some man yelled shoving a camera in our faces. More and more men and women appeared, shoving cameras in our faces. The flashes appeared everywhere I looked. It was giving me a headache and it was momentarily blinding me. I heard a few more shouts along the lines of "Austin! Who's the girl?" and "Austin! Is this your girlfriend?"

"Hey! Will you please give the lady some space. She's clearly hurt and you guys aren't making it any better shoving the cameras in her face!! Please leave us alone! No she's not my girlfriend she's just a fan!" Austin shouted over all of the other shouts. I was kind of taken back by the words he said. I knew we weren't a couple but was that all I was to him? "Just a fan"? I couldn't believe what I was hearing even after all of the words that were JUST said in the hospital..

I slammed the red range rovers car door after Austin took my crutches and set them in the back, and looked out the window trying to hold back the tears. I know I should be exited, I mean I'm with Austin Mahone. Any girl would kill to be in my position right now. But I'm "just a fan." The boy I love, the boy who holds my world, just admitted I mean nothing to him.

"Cass what's wrong? Why aren't you talking? You've been talking all morning and now you won't even look at me," Austin said backing the car up.

"How would you like to be told that your 'just a fan?'" I asked, raising my voice.

"Isn't that a good thing?" he clearly wasn't getting the point.

"I don't know Austin you tell me. How would you like to have the boy you love, the boy of your dreams, the boy who's saved you time and time again tell someone your "just a fan" right in front of your damn face?!" I said with a tear running down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away turning back to the window. I couldn't look back at him, and sure as hell couldn't find out I was crying. I didn't want to be with him right now. I thought he was the good boy in all the interviews and magazines not one of those stuck up celebrities.

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Hey sorry I know this is a short edit, but I wasn't really studying because I'd rather be writing this! I had to get it out so surprise! Double update! Enjoy, and don't forget to vote!