You're Not Alone (Austin Carlile)

18. Endless Sky

Title credit: I See Stars

"PHILIP JON MANANSALA! GIVE ME BACK MY ICE CREAM!" I yell as Phil fights me off and puts the moose tracks ice cream back into the freezer. This being short shit is getting old.

"It's what, 7 in the morning? You don't need ice cream this early."

"Yes, I do."

"No, you don't."

"Mhm!"

"Nuu-uuh!" Phil and I go back and forth before I give up. I stick my tongue out at him and he returns the gesture.

"She gets like this when it's close to that time of the month." Austin says with a chuckle, walking into the room, I glare at him.

"Uh, TMI bro!"

"You have a wife, she bleeds once a month too, keep that in mind." I shoot to Phil and he cringes.

"Well you better start getting ready for the day little lady before us boys get the shower before you." Austin says in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"You can get a shower with me." I say grinning, causing Phil to gag, making me laugh. Hormones have a weird way of working. I could be completely ticked off over nothing, then upset to wanting sexy time, within a matter of minutes.

"Go get a shower dork." Austin says, giggling before kissing me. After my hot shower and brushing my teeth I get ready for the first day of tour. All of the boys start to take there turns in the tiny shower. I'm super excited to be here with them. The tour kicks off in Seattle. I still have no idea who else they are touring with, no one will tell me. They say I have to see for myself.

I slip on a pair of black skinny jeans, my black vans and of course an Of Mice & Men shirt. I straighten my hair and apply concealer and doing a smokey eye for eye my shadow. I apply a thin line of eye liner on my top lids and leave the bottom lids bare. I flick the mascara a few times over my top and bottom lashes. Then I apply red lipstick, I'm feeing it today. Genuinely happy with my makeup, I grab one of Austin's black zip up hoodies and plant my butt upfront while the boys get dressed in the bunk area and someone takes a shower. I feel my anxiety starting to act up, making me super jittery and anxious. I guess I'm just feeling meh about being on tour with them now, like I said; hormones. I put the sleeve of the hoodie up to my nose and take in the smell of Austin's jacket, loving his scent. I instantly calm down and start to feel at peace. Who knew that his musky scent could relax me no matter what?

"Holy shit, it's like I'm in a bucket of ice!" Alan screams from the bathroom, making us laugh. That's his fault for waiting till the end to get a shower.

"Don't let your dick shrivel up!" Zack yells back, making me furrow my brow. Guys are weird, let me tell you. Alan groans some more from the cold of the shower, suddenly the water stops and you hear Alan run to the bunks to get dressed. Austin walks up front making me all bubbly. He takes a seat beside me and places his arm over my shoulder. I sit comfortably with my head resting on him until he decides it's a great idea to tickle my neck with his beard stubble. I start to giggle and try to hide my neck from him, but he pulls my hands away and keeps rubbing his stubble on me. I squeal and lean back in the booth, Austin following me and ends up on top of me. We look in to each other's eyes before I slowly move in to kiss him, only to be interrupted by a wild Tino appearing.

"Yo Austin! We got interviews to go to!" Austin groans then quickly kisses me then sits up and pulls me up with him. Austin's lips are a little red, making me giggle. I make a wipe motion at my lips, he gets the hint and wipes his mouth.

"For who?" He asks.

"I dunno some press thing." Tino says, shrugging his shoulders. All three of us walk to where the interview is taking place. I came with them since I was not going to be left alone with those four weirdos. The interviewers name is Amy, she seems pretty nice. I stand behind the camera and watch them do the interview. Austin makes Tino do his whistle noise making Austin and I giggle. Tino always does it and it makes me happy. She asks a few more questions until she asks about me.