You Got Me || Austin Porter

Your Song

It would have been just another normal morning if it wasn't for the fact that I was not in my room, that I was not wearing my own clothes and that I was not alone in the bed. I started to slowly move away from the arms that were holding me only to see one of the cutest scenes I have ever seen: Austin completely asleep. His hair was a total mess, but it still fell perfectly without him trying, his lips were open just the amount necessary to blow the air out and I could see his lips trembling while it did. I could see his breathing was really calm and his muscles all relaxed...
I couldn't help smiling while walking to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror and saw that his favorite anime T-shirt was covering my body, all sorts of memories started hitting my mind. Singing to each other on the sand, our kiss (what a kiss!), the after beach reunion we did here with the boys on the PRETTYMUCH house, he insisting for me to stay over because it was too late for me to go back to my house, he landing me a shirt ("so that I could get more comfortable" he said) and giving up his bed for me even though I said (and meant it) I wouldn't mind taking over the sofa... But I guess the memory that made me most happy, above all of these, was when he entered the room in the middle of the night because he couldn't sleep (neither could I, due recents events, if you know what I mean) and we stayed till 4 am just talking about the most random things. I found out he used to play baseball when he was a little kid (he even showed me a picture), Austin asked were I got the scar near my ear, so I told him about the surgery I had to make last year. I found out he has a really close relationship with his mother and I said I do too and showed my little shaped heart wrist tattoo which I made with her. I discovered how crazy he is over Sword Art Online and I started to fight him about it because obviously Shingeki no Kyojin is way better. He showed me a few of his drawings and after a lot of persuasion from him, I showed him mines. I told him about the one time that I sprained my ankle and how hard it was to go back to dancing and he got all worried about it. To resume things: we talked a lot, we listened a lot, we laughed a lot, we got to know each other a lot. Everything, we pretty much talked about everything. I loved to get to know Austin better.
We did not do it, if you're wondering. We didn't even kiss again, there was no need to, actually, the type of connection we were having just by talking was way more deeper than any kiss, even a breathtaking kiss like that we shared a few hours ago. Not that I didn't want it to happen again...
I got back from the little trip inside my memories and tied my hair up so that I could wash my face, brush my teeth (Austin gave me his extra toothbrush last night), anyway, do all the things you do in the morning. After that, I got my phone which was above Austin's tv (don't ask me how did it end up there) and checked the time. 7:30am. That is the time I usually get up anyways so didn't give that much importance and went downstairs. As I suspected, the house was a complete silence. I got a glass of water and my bag that was on nick's favorite living room chair and went to the garden. I sat on the grass and used a tree as a support for my back, opened my purse and got my headphones and my little lyrics/poetry notebook and started doing my thing. I went through all the ups and downs from yesterday and the words were practically writing themselves.

"No fear but I think I'm falling
I'm not proud
But I'm usually the type of girl that would hit and run
No risk so I think I'm all in
When I kiss your lips, through my heartbeat thumb

I don't want to hear sad songs anymore
I only want to hear love songs
I found my heart up in this place tonight
Don't want to sing mad songs anymore
Only want to sing your song
Cause your song's got me feeling like I'm

I'm in love"

After a few minutes I get interrupted by Ed, who looked all sweaty, probably just got back from the gym:
- Hey, (Y/N)! So you're a natural morning person, hum? I've been forcing myself to become one...
- Yeah, always have been - I answered trying my best to slowly put my notebook in the bag again without him noticing it. Which, with all my luck, did not happen.
- What are you trying to hide from me, shortie (that's what he and the boys, except Brandon, who has his own nickname for me since we were kids, were calling me after I couldn't reach the higher self last night while trying to get the pasta)? - he said pointing to the notebook. I blushed, man, I blushed like never before.
- Hum.. it's nothing.. I mean.. Its just... Well ... it's just some little texts, poems, lyrics and thoughts that I write. But its way too personal and I don't want anyone to know that I have something like this! Please don't tell the boys...
- Relax, shortie! You can show me your writing when and if you get confident enough to do so. I promise I wont tell anyone about it even though I'm sure you probably kill it. Now, I am really hungry, I was heading to starbucks when I remembered I forgot my wallet, so do you want to join me?
- Well, I was thinking about cooking you guys something... I love cooking and its been a while since I don't do it, sounds good?
- Homemade food? I say hell ya! - I couldn't help but smiling, that was the exact answer I was hoping. We went in direction to the kitchen and Ed seat on the counter while looking at me with kitten eyes and I knew he wanted to ask me something:
- Go ahead and say it - I said
- Can you pleeeease make french toast with jam?
- Well, do all the boys like it? Because I know for a fact that Boo is not a fan of jam...
- Everyone but Brandon and Nick, but Brandon eats it anyway. I mean, if you're referring to B...
- It's obvious I'm talking about B, who else would I call my Boo? And by the way what does Nick like to eat?
- I'm not even gonna answer the first question... Nick always ask us to do waffles, but we never do.
- Fine, I can do both! - I don't think I can even express how happy he got. He literally hugged me so hard that I couldn't breathe... If that was his way of saying thank you, he should really rethink that. We pressed the play button on the 50 global viral playlist on spotify and just sang and talked while I was cooking (he actually was a lot of help). During our breakfast preparation time, everybody waked up and followed the sound of the music to the kitchen. All the boys entered the room with the same level of happiness as Ed when they saw the food being prepared, even Jess, who usually don't eat this kind of thing, she's one of the fitness kind of person. I saw Austin coming downstairs and for some weird reason I just started avoiding eye contact or any contact at all with him. I knew what I was doing was totally nonsense but I couldn't help it, it was like a block. And everyone noticed, but most important, he noticed it.
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We were all in the big table in the living room. Of course I had to end up sitting next to Austin (thank you again, luck), who was on the edge of the table, while Brandon was by my other side and Ed in front of me. It was actually everything doing okay until B, clueless as ever, ruined everything.
- Hey A, so I notice you did not spent the night in the sofa and neither did (Y/N) and now I see she's wearing your T-Shirt and well, we all saw that kiss yesterday soooo you two have anything to say? - I was shocked. Austin was shocked. But one of the two had to break the ice.
- Oh, C'mon, Boo!! Nothing happened, I swear! He just landed me this shirt so I was more comfortable to sleep. And well, in the middle of the night he came in the room because he couldn't sleep and neither could I so we stayed up talking, that's all!! - I got so nervous  I practically throw up the words, and worst of all, I sounded crazy to that explain nothing happened. For a minute everything was pure silence again, everyone was probably trying to understand my reaction, just like I was, til some words came out of Austins lips, while he looked straight at me:
- Why did you call him your Boo and why were you so desperate to explain last night to him?
- It's an abbreviation to Boobear... -Brandon got interrupted by A while trying to explain. Austin seemed to totally ignore what B had just said and kept looking into my eyes
- Is he your boo? - he asked again locking his eyes on mine.
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Hey guys, hope you enjoyed it!! Please don't forget to comment and vote if you liked it! And if you didn't also comment so that I can improve!! Btw, the song that I used the lyrics in this chapter is called Your Song by Rita Ora
~ Mafe