++++++
| Present |
++++++
| Luke |
"Austin Mahone, once famous celebrity singer, has recently been put into rehab - for what? - we still do not have information on the case. But until next time, this has been David Gucci on 6 o'clock news. Now, over to Tanya with the weather-" I click off the telly, throwing the remote somewhere else, not even bothering to see where it lands.
Sighing, I reach for my phone, unlocking it real slow. My background pops up...a picture of Austin and I kissing... I sigh once again going to my contacts app and going to his contact.
Pookie
My finger hovers above the button for a while, trying to make up my mind.
No...I can't call him, he probably hates me. Oh what am I saying, he definitely hates me. I mean, I left him for Harry, of course he hates me! He has never hurt me...well actually...he has...but not mentally like Harry does to me all of the time. Sure, Austin may have hit me once, has anger issues and can't really control them. But at least he's there for me. But then again, Harry gives me tiny little kisses and whispers sweet little nothings in my ear, but he's also never there for me. But I love him! But I love Austin too.. Ugh, this is so confusing...
I look back down at my phone, deciding to call him once and for all. "Welp, here goes nothing," with that said, I press the call button, pressing the phone close against my ear.
YOU ARE READING
Chasing: Lost Hope (Book 1) *IN PROCESS* L.H & A.M
Fanfiction"I wish he'd realise who he loves. I wish he'd see that I'm the one who's always there for him. I wish he felt the same sparks in our kiss that one time. I wish he'd hear the longing in my voice when I speak to him.. But I wish he'd tell me that...
