*Arielles POV*
"WAKE UP" two voices boomed as I was flung up from my bed, my eyes snapping open as I sucked in a sharp breath.
Alan and Austin had fucking cannon balled onto my bed, potentially almost throwing me off of it.
I threw them both death glares as I crawled under my covers, cocooning myself and hiding from the world.
They didn't give up. Their hands launched at my sides, tickling the fucking shit out of me.
I slid off of the side of my bed and ran across the room to the other side, throwing my hands up in surrender.
"Okay, Okay! I'm fucking awake. Happy?" I asked them, annoyance cloaking my voice.
They laughed histerically and nodded, getting up to give me a hug.
Once in their arms, I sighed and rested my head where their shoulders met.
"You guys are assholes" I groaned, yawning almost immediately after.
"Yeah, but you love us" Austin teased, smiling down at me. My heart skipped a beat. Fuck, his smile was adorable.
I slid out of their arms and pushed them aside. "I'm hungry" I stated before I left the room, walking down the stairs to the kitchen and pulled out a box of cereal from one of the cabinets.
I poured myself a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios and plopped down on one of our big white couches.
Only then had I noticed that I was only wearing a long baggy t-shirt and underwear on. My bright orange hair was wild and knotted.
Oh well. I don't give two fucks.
I ate a spoonful of Cheerios before turning on our flat screen tv to the post-hardcore music channel.
Austin and Alan ran down the stairs, almost racing each other as they sat on either side of me, smiling.
I've known these boys for two years and they still didn't understand that I really wasn't a morning person. I met Austin shortly after that incident happened. We met in the hospital waiting room as I waited for an update on how Miles was doing and if he was going to be okay or not.
Austin was there because one of his band members, Alan, had got into a fight and fractured a rib.
Unfortunately, Miles wasn't that lucky and he died after a few hours in the ICU.
After that, we started hanging out alot and I became good friends with him and his band mates, but particularly with Austin and Alan.
We made the decision to move in to a semi-big house in Pensicola together after being bestfriends for a year.
"So, what's on the agenda today, Ms.Storm?" Austin asked in curiousity as he watched me eat.
I shrugged. "I dunno. I have to be at work by 2 though" I said, raising an eyebrow at them.
The clock on the tv showed that it was currently 10:04am.
"How about we go to the mall?" Alan suggested.
"Alright." I replied, nodding and then turning to Austin. "But you're giving me a piggy back ride when my feet get tired."
Austin laughed softly. "Of course! Isn't that what bestfriends are for?" he asked sarcastically.
I blushed and rolled my eyes. "Okay. We should leave in about half an hour so we can make it to the mall and back in time." I shouted as I jogged upstairs to quickly get dressed.
*Austin's POV*
I watched Arielle disappeared upstairs to get dressed as Alan and I sat and watched 1,000 Ways To Die.
Well, I wasn't really watching it.
An image of Arielle smiling was stuck in my head. God, she was beautiful. I always had feelings for her, but at the time I met her, she seemed like she needed a bestfriend more than anything after what happened.
I could never bring myself to tell her about these feelings I have for her because I don't want to ruin our friendship.
"Dude" a voice quickly said, pulling me out of my trance. I looked over at Alan, confused. " 'Sup man?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I've been trying to get your attention for the past few minutes, bro. You okay?" Alan questioned, genuinely concerned.
"Yeah yeah" I said, brushing it off. "I was just daydreaming." I ruffled my hair and sighed.
"Alright, well I just got an email from the tour manager John and he said that we have a tour coming up next month in Europe." Alan explained in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Sweet man!" I exclaimed as we exchanged high fives. I loved touring in Europe, it was always so crazy over there.
Wait.
What about Arielle?
I can't just leave her here by herself..
