Austin | Post Malone X Reader

Where are you going?

(A/N): I just came back from my friends, and noticed that we're having 2K readers!! Thank you guys <3 hope this chapter isn't too dark. try to imagine it as an anime, I did it and it's just so... real.

" you ready?" Austin asked with a confused smile. I knew he were sad, because the tour was now over, and in 2 months I would be gone.

"I think so" I said and sat up from the hotel bed and hugged him, "I'll miss you so much" I whispered with my head on his chest. "Can you please make a concert in Japan or something like that?"

"I don't think so" Austin smiled. We still hugged, and I had closed my eyes. We were in Manchester. I had asked Joji to pick me up at the airport in New York. "but I'll come visit you. I promise" he said and took his bag of stuff. I had my neckless in my pocket in a little box, so I hopefully wouldn't lose it.

"where are you going now?" I asked.

"to Cali" he said, "music..." he explained.

"so, we're just going to separate from each other..." I said like it was his fault. We were walking down the hotel steps arm in arm.

"we'll see each other one day. I promise" he said.

"ONE FUCKING DAY? It sounds like hundreds of years" I said. He laughed, but there was no smile on my lips. He opened the door for me and I walked under his arm which held the door.

"you're so little" he teased. I tapped on his belly with my finger.

"and you're fat"

"shut up" he laughed, and we walked down the street.

"what are you gonna do in Cali?" I asked after some time.

"write new songs. See old friends...-"

"face time with me in Japan...- "I interrupted.

"yes, and see some of my family again" Austin explained. I've never talked about Austin's family or past with him. It was always me who was the conversation subject. I felt like I had waisted my time with him. I had just felt bad for myself, hated something or someone, wanted to go home, missed someone and a lot of other things. "why are you crying?" Austin asked after a while.

"what?" I did not notice the tears, "It's nothing" I said fast and dried my eyes.

"sure?"

"sure"

2 hours later

"so..." I said. Austin and I had two different planes, and mine was the first one. "I don't know what to say" I said slowly.

"me neither" he looked at me with those blue confused eyes, "do you still have the neckless?"

"yes" I smiled, "It's in my pocket". The tears came back, but I just smiled. "I'm gonna miss you so fucking inexplicable much" I laughed at myself.

"Don't cry" he laughed, "otherwise I'll cry, and I'm a man"

"shut up" he was so stupid, but still in a wonderful way - just like Joji. I took my bag, and walked over to a big door which Austin could not enter. It was so hard to walk away from the person, who had made me so happy. I did not say *goodbye*, because the word was too heavy in my mouth. I walked past the door and looked back at Austin. This felt so wrong. He kept standing there with that annoying fake smile and those sad eyes.

I knew, that we both knew, that this was the last time we would see each other. This was the last moment we would have together, and the saddest one. Austin was a busy dude, and by the time he wouldn't be as busy would be in many years. In many years we wouldn't know each other. I looked at the box in my pocket.

"we have people waiting in line" someone said with a mad voice behind me. I looked at Austin.