My lips do that little move as I sit in thought. AC throws the football to Zach, but Austin catches it which drawls in my attention. I watch his muscles flex in his arm as he throws the ball back across to Robert in the empty parking lot. "You stupid," Austin chuckles as the ball flies right past Robert and into AC's hands.
Austin starts stepping backwards waiting for a throw, and gets closer to me not noticing it. "You have such a flat butt in those."
I speak up starring at Austin's butt in his basketball shorts. He turns with a smirk on his face. "I do not!"
The boys start laughing and Austin looks back at them with glares. "I do not! My butt is plump!"
All of us start laughing, but refuse to look him in the eyes. "Y/N!" He half yells half laughs. "What?" I question, looking up with my hand over my mouth.
He comes over and picks me up out of my chair, spinning me around. "Say you're sorry! Say it!"
I laugh so hard that snort.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry that basketball shorts make your plump butt look flat!"
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Imagine: Austin Mahone Edition *EDITING*
أدب الهواةDeep passion and love for Austin Mahone.
