-Austin's POV-
I was watching TV with the guys, something we used to do back in the day and rarely ever find time to do now. It was good to just take a break sometimes. Madison and Grace left for college about three hours ago, so the house was nice and quiet for once.
That was, until a loud knock was heard on the front door.
I scrunched my eyebrows together, looking at the guys. "Are we supposed to be expecting anyone?" They shook their heads and shrugged, "Well go open it then?" Slade stated. I rolled my eyes, fighting back the urge to flip at him for ordering me around. People in this fucking house have a tendency to do that.
Pushing myself up and off the sofa, I walked over to the front door, opening it. I squinted my eyes and locked my jaw at the sight in front of me- two police officers I know far too well from previous visits. "Austin Carter Mahone?" They stated as a question to confirm my identity. Rolling my eyes, I leaned against the door frame, "You've come here like seventy times already, you still gotta ask my name every single time?" "Look, Mahone. We haven't got time for your little games." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the guys walk up behind me and scowled at the police officers.
"Quite frankly, neither do I have time for any of your shit. So how about we cut to the fucking chase here, boys?" I spat, crossing one arm over the other. "You ought to mind your language." "I ought to mind my language? I don't think controlling that has anything to do with your job." I smirked as the two police officers gave each other an exhausted look.
"Austin Mahone, you are under arrest on the suspicion of murder. You do not have to say anything. But it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence." "What the fuck?" I spat. A police officer caught me off guard, pushing me up against the wall, and with my arms behind my back he hand cuffed them together.
"Woah, hold up. You have no reason to place him under arrest." Slade stated, holding me back. "Actually, we have a warrant to search this house and I'm afraid, sir, if you don't remove your grip, Mahone here won't be the only one we're taking down town." "Slade." I stated, looking at him blankly. He let go, shaking his head as he breathed a huff of air. "Now what? You're just gonna turn this house upside down looking for some non existent evidence? We don't kill nobody. We're good guys." Finn smirked evily as he reached the end of his sentence.
That's the thing.
Yes I have killed people.
But I destroyed all of my evidence before and that's why the police department have nothing to hold against me or prove it was me. And this time wasn't any different. They had nothing to hold against me.
They didn't, did they?
All of a sudden, my heart fell, and I felt as if my face just went completely pale. Before I could register my own thoughts, I was being shoved off the wall and dragged into a police car. I ducked my head down and sat in the back of the police car.
The paper.
Where the fuck is the paper?!
I Shuffled about as much as I could to see if I would even be able to reach my hands in to my pockets from their handcuffed state, but it was no use. "You may as well sit still back there, boy. You're not getting anywhere hand cuffed like that." These fucking police officers. I swear to god if my hands weren't tied I'd choke the life right out of him. "Shut the hell up" I spat, squinting my eyes and looking to the left, outside of the car window. "What you searching for? Something in your pockets, eh? You seem worried. Forgotten something have you? Want me to see if you've got anything in there, huh?" Now he was just trying to get a kick out of me. I could feel his gaze on me from the reflection on the rear view mirror. Shaking my head, I bit my bottom lip in frustration. "Nothing that concerns you. And in fact, if you want to place your hands on me then I'm not afraid to call that assault. So don't you dare come anywhere near me, you hear?" I stated with venom almost dripping from my words. "Threatening a police officer now, Mahone?"
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DEVIL {Austin Mahone Love Story}
Fanfiction"That's the thing with this generation, everybody wants something perfect but nobody wants to put in the work. Everyone either walks away or gives up the minute shit gets difficult. Nobody works at things anymore" She realised that even bad people h...
