Overwhelmed

Chapter six

Amanda's P.O.V

"Will you go out with me?" Austin asked nervously.

I cannot believe he just asked me that. Austin fucking Mahone just asked me out. Am I dreaming? Someone pinch me! I better stay cool so Austin won't change his mind. I know what you're probably thinking; it's Austin Mahone and I still haven't given him an answer. The thing is, I love, like really love, Justin. Austin's cute and all but come on, I've been a belieber since... Well, ever.

"Austin, I'm flattered but now really isn't the best time, can I get back to you on that one? I could, like, give you my phone number and reply to that." I stuttered nervously fiddling with my fingers.

"Um, yeah of course. Take your time, and I'll, uh, be waiting for your reply." He said scratching the back of his neck, I smiled sheepishly before we exchanged phone numbers. A few seconds later, reality hit me and we both entered the elevator.

"Austin, what room is Anastasia in?" I asked only to be met by his gorgeous brown eyes. I cleared my throat, focus Jenna! This is not the time, even if his eyes shine more than the stars do. Ugh.

"I think we were in room #3." He said and I nodded slowly. The elevator was filled with awkward silence.

I searched the whole area for the room until I finally found it. Room #3. I quickly rushed in to come face to face to a crying Anastasia laying on the floor and a worried Justin right next to her.

"Finally! What took you so long?" Justin said and my cheeks heated up at the memory of what happened earlier.

"Nevermind, did you call an ambulance or 911 or something?" Justin added worriedly. I smirked at how concerned he was. Anastasia seemed to notice and she rolled her eyes.

"Calm down, Bieber. Amanda please call help, my leg is killing me! I think it's broken." Anastasia said in between shrieks. I quickly nodded and slid my phone out of my pocket but Justin interrupted me.

"The ambulance will take way too long, I'll drive you to the hospital." Justin said turning to Anastasia. Anastasia shook her head.

"No, you don't need to do that." She said politely. I let out an inappropriate snort earning a glare from just about anyone in the room.

"Anything for you." Justin said flirtatiously winking at her.

She rolled her eyes in attempt to hide her smile and the dark shade of red her cheeks were turning into. Oh la la.

We helped Anastasia out right after we talked to the manager and explained what happened.

"Ouch! Justin I need my hand stop squeezing it" Anastasia said annoyed.

"Sorry, i'm just worried you'll fall down and break your other leg." Justin said sarcastically. Seriously they act like children.

"Anastasia can you stop nagging and shut up please." I said with an angry tone. Justin nodded his head in agreement.

"Hello I'm the one who's hurt here!" She said pointing a finger at her bruised leg.

"Anastasia, not everything is about you." I say dramatically making everyone, Anastasia excluded, laugh.

We took one step, just one step, and a crowd of paparazzi swarmed us. I was blinded by all the camera flashes and I could tell why celebrities were in a bad mood whenever they go out. This shit is annoying.

"JUSTIN JUSTIN WHO ARE THESE GIRLS"

"JUSTIN IS THIS YOUR NEW GIRLFIREND"

"JUSTIN PLEASE ANSWER SOME OF THE QUESTIONS"