Set My Whole World On Fire (Austlan Cashby)

Glass Heart

Hey guys! I'm finally on spring break, so I should be writing more! Just a warning, this chapter has some major feels towards the end, so gear up! I have no idea how long this chapter is because I wrote it on my phone, but I hope it's long enough! Leave any suggestions in the comments or message me <3 I love you guys! Stay strong :*

- Maye

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ALAN POV

I woke up on Austin's bed, cuddled close against Austin and another body I didn't know. Being out of the house and socialising for so long had definitely worn me out considering it was still almost impossible to keep my eyes open. I cuddled closer against the warm bodies next to me.

"Hey Alan, can you get off my arm? I have to go to the bathroom and you're kind of crushing me." Aaron's voice rang through my ears. What the hell was he doing here? I rolled off of him and he ran to the bathroom opposite of Austin's bed. I turned to look at my boyfriend who I noticed was awake as well.

"Why is Aaron here?" I asked him.

"He drove us home last night. I got sick." By sick, I automatically knew he meant that he was so starved that he could function. I wanted to roll my eyes, not because I thought his problems were eye-rolling, but because I couldn't handle any more stress when I was already struggling to keep myself up and decently content. I loved him, but it was difficult trying to put all your emotion into caring about someone else when you needed to take care of yourself first.

"Baby, Aaron and I are gonna make breakfast and you're going to eat it and then watch a movie with us, mmkay?" he opened his mouth to protest. "Nuh-uh, don't fight me. You're either going to do this or I'll have Aaron call Phil." his head hung in defeat.

Aaron came out of the bathroom after a couple minutes. We, along with Austin, went downstairs and started to make breakfast. Austin's dad was always at work by this time, but we were pleased to find a note stating that he had bought groceries while we were at Tino's house. I dug through the fridge and found milk and eggs, and in the cupboards I found pancake mix and maple syrup. I put Aaron on hot meal cooking while I got out some fruits and vegetables and proceeded to cut them up and lay them in a beautiful fashion on a plate. I set the plate down in front of my boyfriend and motioned for him to eat.

To my pleasant surprise, he started munching right away. I stole a strawberry out of his hands and popped it in my mouth, smirking as he glared at me. In mock-anger, he threw a blueberry at me.

"Oh no you didn't, bitch. I will cut that pretty face of yours!" He tried to run, but I forced him back in the wooden chair, straddling him and wrapping my scarred arms around his neck.

"Actually, I think I'll kiss this pretty face of yours." I leant down, first kissing his right cheek, then his left, then his forehead, nose, eyelids, chin, and finally, his lips. He was a giggling mess by the time I got there, so it took a few seconds before he kissed me back.

"Hey guys, food is ready so- oh my god! Ew, no snogging at the table! People eat here!" Aaron exclaimed as he came out of the kitchen holding a pan of egg whites.

"You made egg whites?" Austin asked.

Surprise was prevalent on his face, which I agreed with. Aaron didn't seem like the type to pay attention to things like that.

"Huh? Oh yeah, this is the way we all make them. It was the only way Phil would eat something when he was over. It's become second nature I guess. Egg whites are okay, right?"

Austin nodded his head, picking at his food. Eggs were placed on my plate as well as pancakes a moment later. It was a feast: fruit, a massive heap of pancakes, and eggs. I wasn't a big eater, and Austin wasn't going to touch the pancakes which meant we were relying on Aaron to eat the rest.