Right Through Me (Austin Mahone Fan Fiction)

Chapter 21- "It shouldn't have happened."

A/N: I recommend that you guys reread chapter 1 before this one because it takes on from there and i don't want any confusion or anything because you might not remember it.

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│Present time│

"I know."

I pressed my lips together before bringing my hands back down to his face, both my thumbs stroking his cheeks in attempt to clear them from tears. I hadn't spoken to him in three months and there he was barely standing before me, everything falling apart in a matter of seconds. My body was leaning against the wall as Austin ever so slightly pressed himself against me in an unsure matter, the tension evident in the room despite the fact that we were so close together.

"I thought I meant something." I croaked feeling this sense of hurt course through me.

Austin shook his head "You do mean something."

"How?"

"Everything. You mean everything."

"How can you say that?" my voice was angrier than before "You've been treating me like shit for months now and you pushed me away, Austin, if you really cared about me you wouldn't have done that."

Shutting his eyes momentarily, he followed by tightly wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head into my hair. It took me by surprise at first but returning the hug myself, he started to cry again. "I lied," he said "I need you."

I scoffed "Funny how you weren't saying that before."

"I was scared and I didn't know how to handle the situation."

"How do I even know you're not bullshitting me right now?" I tried to pull away but he wouldn't let go, "If all you're going to do is hurt me again then I don't want anything to do with it."

"Please don't do this," he pleaded "I love you, Sade, I love you so much it hurts."

It was only when he said those three words that my heart seemed to have gone in overdrive. I hadn't heard him say that in what felt like forever and even so, I thought he didn't anymore. That was all it took to make my body go numb and my throat get dry. It felt good.

Ranking my hand into his hair, I held his head tighter against me as my arms looped around his neck. I was desperate for his touch, desperate for his heat, desperate for him. I was angry yet I still couldn't forget the feeling he brought to me whenever we were together like this. Austin had a way of making me feel like no other and to say I hadn't missed it would be a complete lie.

"You put me through hell," I stated quietly "You knew damn well you meant the world to me and you still found a way to let go. Best friends don't do that to each other."

Austin slowly pulled away bringing his face directly in front of mine. He looked so tired and exhausted; you could probably see the dark circles beneath his eyes from miles away. I wasn't used to seeing this side of him-- the side that was sad and lost. He always had a smile etched to his lips and I missed that. He made everything seem brighter even when it was dark.

"I don't know what I was thinking."

"Why'd you do it?" I asked getting directly to the point. This was exactly the question that had been haunting me all this time, the answer to probably everything and now that I had finally asked, I was more nervous than ever. I didn't know what he was going to say because truly, I had no idea.

"It's more complicated than it looks."

"So now you don't trust me either?"

"No," he countered "I trust you. You're the only person I trust."