Room 116 (Austin Carlile + Alan Ashby)

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Something in me seemed to boil then. As they bickered, as she tried to grab his wrist. While she was fighting for something that was rightfully mine.

I don't know why I let them go on. Though, as my anger continued to build, it finally toppled and I was too exhausted by watching them pointlessly argue. "Stop it!" I shouted loudly and abruptly. They both stopped and looked at me shocked.

Was it this surprising that I actually have a voice of my own?

"I've had enough," I started and Gielle raised one eyebrow as Austin looked slightly relieved. I held Austin's wrist and pulled him to my side. "Goodnight, Gielle." I spat and led Austin back to our room to which I slammed the door behind me.

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Austin sighed and stopped in the middle of the room. His head in his hands as he breathed sharply. After recollecting himself, he turned around and looked at me who was still pretty bothered.

"Wow, Alan. I didn't think you'd have it in-" he began before I cut him off. He looked again shocked when I did and I became restless that people don't expect this of me.

"I don't want her near you." I said as loud as I could but still you could hear the frailty and nervousness in my voice. "Alan, I wouldn't have let he-"

"Let me speak." I grumbled and he followed with a nod. "I-I don't want anyone to touch you, I d-don't want anyone to think you c-can be theirs." My voice became more agitated and weak as I continued.

"I, I want to be the only one who can see you in that way. I'm the o-only one who can kiss you and love you. Only m-me. Can you k-keep to that promise?" I mumbled and Austin instantly pulled me in for a hug.

I felt his fingers run through my hair as I stood almost lifeless in his embrace. "Only you, Alan." he whispered and I could hear sincerity in his voice. Or at least I hoped I could.

Delicately, he broke from the hug and held me before him by my arms. He kissed my forehead before gently stroking my hair. "You've got to promise me that I'm the only one who can ever love you like that too." he said before I nodded.

"Good. Now let's get ready to sleep." he smiled. "I've slept for ages I'm not tired, but you can go to bed." I replied.

"Oh, well I'll stay up with you." he retorted. I appreciated that he'd want to do that for me. It makes me think that he wants to cherish every moment, or is that just me going a bit to sentimental?

"Are you sure?" I asked with concern and he nodded. We ended up watching a few films and some random youtube videos. Austin and I had been cuddled up in his bunk for a change. He tried his best to stay awake and he didn't do a bad job.

We'd not really payed too much attention to the film because we were just talking about ourselves and telling each other funny stories that'd happened to us.

"I remember when I was in grade 9 and a couple of guys from a different school would come to ours for basketball matches. I cant remember what school it was now. They'd switched some of the water bottles that the water guy had with vodka and half our team was down by half time." Austin chuckled.

Wait a second. A few guys from my school got suspended for doing that. I was on that team.

"That team was hilarious. We went out for food after each match with them still, it was never really competitive. They were all really cool and talkative. Except for one now that I think of it. He never used to speak so much but I remember he'd always watch me from a far. It was cute but I wish he'd spoken to me." he laughed.

My cheeks burnt red and I laughed it off. I didn't know that was Austin. I didn't even know his name.

"His hair was like your colour now that I think of it. We had a match at his school once and I asked one of his team mates where his locker was and I slipped him a note saying he should talk to me sometime instead of just looking and left my number. I didn't write my name though, I thought he'd recognise."

I remember that. The room suddenly felt hot and I was burning in embarrassment. "Ahh.. That was you then." I murmured and Austin looked at me with wide eyes.

"That was you?! Oh my God!" Austin exclaimed looking like a teenager who'd just been told the most shocking gossip they'd ever heard. "No way! You've had a crush on me since 9th grade!" he screamed.

"What?! No no no, you've got it wrong. It wasn't a crush!" I retorted as my cheeks burnt red with embarrassment. "I just thought you were cool you know."

Austin was dying with laughter by now. "Oh my God, it wasn't like that!" I shouted at him while I couldn't contain my own laughter at the stupidity of my grade 9 self.

"It's so adorable! What a coincidence. Why didn't you call me though?" he sighed, gasping for air. "I didn't know it was you!" I replied.

"Yeah but anybody would've called to check. Besides, why wouldn't you seeing as it could've been the guy you had a thing for." he chuckled. "Hey, you said you thought I was cute too so you can't say anything." I said in my defence.

"Yeah, sure it was cute. But I wasn't into guys then. I'm still not." Austin asserted. I scoffed. "What am I then?" I asked.

"Well you're Alan. That's a whole different story." he smiled. "Ah, so you're still a homophobe. Except when it comes to me." I laughed.

"Nobody said I was a homophobe. Just thought the idea was... Different." he mumbled.

"Same, well if its not homophobic then I guess that's it, different." I remarked. "So we're just differences with a whole lot of kissing."

Austin laughed and pushed the laptop aside so that he could pin me to down bed and hover above me. "Good guess." he winked before causing us to indulge in love's sweet kiss... Or whatever it is.

(tbc)

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Guys this isn't going to be as long as Another You; just a quick warning.