Bands imagines.

Austin Carlile

"Damn it, Austin!" I raised my voice as the vase fell and crashed to the floor when my boyfriend, Austin bumped into the table. An ‘oops’ look came over his face, then he began to laugh. "Calm down, we can always buy another." He said as he picked up the broom and dustpan, and began to clean up his mess. When he kneeled down, a slip of paper fell out of his back pocket, and well, I couldn’t help but pick it up and read it.

"I love you, Austin. Please, contact me soon." The words written in scripty writing were followed by a huge written heart and a California phone number. What really got to me though was the name that followed with the little note. "Love, Ashley, or ‘your little love-slut’", which was followed by a drawn winking smiley face. My heart beat faster as my adrenaline picked up. My blood boiled, but at the same time, tears formed in my eyes and threatened to fall. I contemplated confronting Austin, but, there was no use in contemplating. He was obviously cheating on me, because I’m sure as hell not Ashley, or should I say, that I’m sure as hell not his little love-slut. I’m his girlfriend, his soulmate, not his fucking slut. "Austin?" I asked him, my voice dripping with venom of anger. He stood up, holding the dust pan that was filled with broken pieces of thick painted glass. "Hmm?" He hummed, grabbing the broom as well. "Who’s Ashley?" I asked him, becoming angrier as I mentioned her name. He looked confused, but then, he nearly went pale in his face after glancing down at the paper. "I don’t know who you’re talking about." He said to me as he did not make eye contact with me, as well as walking past me and going towards the trash can. "Oh, don’t act like you don’t know who your ‘little love-slut’ is." I retorted, following him and holding the paper in my hands. He turned to me, looking possibly just as angry as I was. "God, you’re such a nosy, jealous little bitch." He told me, stepping closer and snatching the piece of paper from my hands. His words hurt, but only seemed to make me angrier at the time. "Well, at least I’m not the one who’s cheating!" I yelled in his face. It took him a moment, but he pushed the paper back in his pocket and looked up at me with dark eyes that I’d never seen before. "Oh, look who’s talking." He said, and I knew exactly what he was talking about. The fact that he brought up my sexual assault that happened a few years ago, and called it cheating enraged me. "Excuse you?! Don’t you remember how long it took me to trust you again because of that man? I got raped, Austin! I swear to God, you must me so stupid to consider that cheating on you! Like I planned on getting assaulted." I screamed at him. He paused and looked like he was thinking. I watched his eyes close, then watched them open again a few seconds later. "You know what, yes, I was cheating. You know why I was cheating? Because I’m so fucking tired of your moody ways. Just look at yourself! You took this too far than it should have gone." He told me, his voice sounding angry, but not yelling. He brushed past me and headed for the stairs. "Don’t just walk away, Austin!" I yelled at him, going after him. He turned around slowly about halfway up the stairs and turned to me. Pure anger etched his face. "It’s over, (Y/N)! I’ll be packing my things, because I’m so sick of your shit!" He yelled at me. I didn’t have a chance to respond to him, because his palm collided with my cheek. I lost my balance, and stumbled back and down onto another stair. Tears began to spill over my eyelids, and black tear streaks stained my cheeks quickly. His expression was nearly priceless, and mine probably was too. He’d never hit me before, and fuck, did it hurt. He stared at me for a moment, before turning and jogging up the stairs to our bedroom. Or, what used to be our bedroom. It was so hard for me to believe that, after 5 years, things lead to this. It was over. All over.

** 3 years later **
I spent every day just like any other. It was a Friday though, so, I had plans on going to the grocery store.
I did my usual shopping, picking up things to cook for breakfasts and dinners, deserts and any other things that I’d want or need. Just after picking up a gallon of milk, I looked up to see a very familiar lanky, tattooed man standing not too far away. What wrenched my heart is that he was holding the hand of a bleach blonde beauty. He smiled at her widely as they carried on a conversation, and she giggled and grinned. I stopped my heart-breaking staring at them, and turned away, pushing my grocery cart away and going to another section of the dairy section.
I nearly froze when I heard his voice, so close, and speaking toward me. “(Y/N)?” He asked, sounding a little shocked. I looked up from looking down at my cart, and faked a smile at him. “Hey Austin..” I said hesitantly, and using fake-enthusiasm. “Well, c’mere! How’ve you been?” He asked me as he let go of the blonde’s hand and wrapped his arms around my petite body. I hugged him back, but it was a bit of an awkward hug, since the last note that we left on was a bad one. After we hugged, I saw the blonde put her hand back in his and grip it tightly. “I’ve been alright. Just, you know, pretty much as the same way I was the last time we spoke.” I said, faking a smile and a laugh. He chuckled, and stepped closer with who I was guessing, was his new girlfriend. “Uh,” he spoke that was nearly inaudible. “This is my girlfriend, Ashley.” He told me, smiling a little bit and nodding his head towards the blonde. The name Ashley stung, and just by the look of her, I knew that she was the same girl that he cheated on me with. I faked a smile, as she did too. “How have you been?” I asked him, smiling a little, even though it was barely real. “I’ve been well. I’m still with Of Mice and we’re still touring.” He told me, smiling a bit. That brought a real smile to my face, the fact that he was still with Of Mice & Men. “That’s great.” I told him. He smiled and nodded, then made a certain face, like he was confused, but still smiled. “I, uh, I hate to ask, but..have you lost weight since the last time we saw each other?” He asked, looking me up and down for a moment. I bit down on my bottom lip. I was really hoping he wouldn’t notice. “Uh, yeah!, yeah, I have.” I said, awkwardly laughing. After Austin and I separated, I went through a really hard time, and I still have scars to remind me of it.
I couldn’t help but see Ashley tug on Austin’s hand, even though she tried to hide it. “Well, I better get going. I’ll see you soon.” He told me, also putting on a fake smile. I nodded, waved a little, and faked a smile as they left. It’s crazy how, 3 years later, and I still felt the same way about Austin that I did back then. I was over the cheating thing, not him. I still loved him just as much, because, well, who could get over a very strong 5, nearly 6, year long relationship so easy?

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I tried so hard to keep my head the things that I was working on at work, but I just couldn’t stop thinking about yesterday when Austin confronted me at the grocery store. 
“Hey, (Y/N), there’s someone here to see you. He’s waiting outside, should I send him in your office?” My co-worker, Cody told me after pushing the door of my office open slightly and peeking his head in. I looked up at Cody, “Yeah, sure.” I told him, not taking a second thought while making a small smile before going back to what I was working on. I saw Cody briefly nod, then close the door back.
After a minute or two of filling out papers, there was a slight knock on my door, before it was pushed open again. I barely paid the tall looking man any attention as I finished filling out the one sheet I was working on. Once I was finished and set my pen down, I looked up. My eyes traveled from his black tight jeans to his leather jacket, then up to his face. His oh so familiar face, and his perfect hair. My eyes went wide at the sight of the 6’4 man in front of me that I had just seen yesterday. “Austin..? What are you doing here?” I asked him hesitantly, pushing my rolling cheer away from my desk, then standing up. A wide smile formed on his face, “I came to see you, of course.” He told me, then walking around my desk to reach me. I was so confused, but I was kind of happy that he was here. His strong, long arms wrapped around my slender body as he pulled me into a hug. I obliged hesitantly, and he held me for a good 8 to 10 seconds. After he let me go, I took a seat back in my chair, and gave Austin a strange look as he sat down on an empty spot on my desk. “Uh, ok. So, is there anything I can help you with, or..?” I asked him, still so confused. He chuckled and shook his head, “No, silly. I came here to tell you something, real important.” He told me. OK, now I’m a little worried. “Listen…what I did to you 3 years ago is something I completely regret. I was single for so long and couldn’t get over you. Recently, I’d taken Ashley as my girlfriend so I could try to get over you..but it didn’t work. Ashley broke up with me last night. And, here I am today, trying to get you back.” He told me, chuckling with sorrow at the end of his statement. I was at a complete loss for words. All I wanted was to tell him that I love him, hug him, and kiss him. But, that would make things way too easy, now wouldn’t it? After a few silent moments, Austin spoke up again. “I hate to beg you, but..please… Please take me back. I’ve missed you so much. You’re all I’ve ever wanted. I was so wrong…” He pleaded, and I could tell he was trying his best. He stood up and I got up from out of my chair to stand in front of him. I couldn’t help myself any longer. Austin is the one thing I need to get me by. He’s been my everything for so long.
“Oh, just kiss me, idiot.” I told him, sighing, and wrapped my arms around him. A wide smile tugged onto his lips before he wrapped his arms around me and lowered his head, leaning in to kiss me. And, the feeling of his lips on mine once again, oh, it felt like Heaven. But, once we pulled away, I laid my head on his chest. “I’m yours.” I told him, closing my eyes as I took in the smell of his cologne. I saw him smile before I closed my eyes though, and heard his smile in his voice as he said, “All mine.”