saved me | awsten knight

Chapter Thirty-Three ; Future Hidden In Mind

We approached the As It Is tent, four people coming into view. "Hey!" Awsten shouted, surprised all of the people there. "I'm such a big fan!" I shook my head and laughed, letting go of his hand to walk up to the band.

"You're Scarlet!" One of them said. He had straight black hair and black eyeliner; a clone of a 2000's emo kid.

"I am!" I smiled. "I'm sorry, I don't know your name." He looked familiar but I can't place the face to the name.

"It's Patty. I'm surprised Awsten never talks about me," he said, fake frowning.

Awsten bumped into the conversation, "Oh no, I do. I tell her how much of an ass you are," he lied. I punched his shoulder and apologised to Patty for my idiotic boyfriend. "Anyway, what's up?"

For a while, we just stood around and talked to the band. They were probably the nicest people I've met and it hit me that I probably won't see them ever again. Unless Awsten wants to take a trip back to England, we're parting ways here.

"That was nice," I complimented, holding hands with Awsten as we strolled away from their tent. "When do you think I can see them again?"

"Why? Wanna talk to Patty that bad again, huh?" It was clear there was anger lingering in his voice. The way he voiced it made me feel as if I did something wrong, and I know I did absolutely nothing wrong.

I looked at him, wanting to know what was up. There was a feeling deep inside of me that he was uncomfortable with me being around Patty more than I was around him. "I'm dating you, Awsten. I can have friends like Patty," I reassured.

He apologized, "Sorry, you're right. I love you a lot." No matter how long we've been together, hearing him say that he loves me always makes me feel like there's something eating at the inside of my stomach but in a good way.

I wasn't keeping track of the time so when people started leaving in groups, I was confused. It was the end of Warped Tour, Houston. "When do you have to go?" I asked, my eyes watching him as he navigated his way through this crowded place, holding onto my hand still.

"I don't ever want to leave you," he said, "We don't have a show tomorrow so I'm sure we can stay here for one more day." That brought relief to me. I didn't want to see him for one day and that's it. Two days is enough for me to be happy.

We left the venue at six and started walking to my car which wasn't that far away. While walking I had a small thought that turned huge. I can't be living in a separate place from Awsten if we have a child. This kid needs its two parents to be living in the same house so it'll know both of us.

Awsten and I should move in together. I was now remembering all those times he hinted at moving in, and now I really wanted to do it. We wouldn't have to visit each other day after day, and I'd love to sleep in the same bed as him every night.

The elevator brought us up to my apartment, the one I'd trade to live with Awsten. Inside was newly awoken Jet, her eyes wide with surprise looking at the purple haired boy. The way he knelt down to hug his cat was completely cute, rising a smile on to my face.

Sitting down on the couch, we turned on the television, watching The Office as we did before. It felt refreshing to cuddle up to him once again. To hear his heartbeat against my ear, beating faster when I moved around.

"You mean the world to me," he mumbled, playing with the ends of my hair. Jet sat on the opposite side of the couch, moving over to beside Awsten when he spoke. "Are you okay moving in with me?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed, jumping up from my spot. "Of course, I'd love to!" The way he watched me freak out about this warmed my heart. I hugged myself against him, begging to just live in the same place right now.

He sat up, staring into my eyes. "You really want to?" I cut him off with my nodding. "How about LA?"

I froze. LA like Los Angeles? What am I supposed to say to that? I'd be leaving my entire work behind, my family that I rarely visit but they're still here, the place I've known since I was a toddler.

"A hundred times, yes!" For Awsten, I'd trade it all. "You're serious, right? I'm not just getting my hopes up for a prank?" I sat on my heels, looking for any sign of kidding. There was none.

"I love you!" He tackled me into a hug, backing up for a second, realizing my stomach. "Sorry." He lifted himself up but remained close enough for me to be happy. I never want him to leave again. Tragically, we only have about 24 hours left before he does have to go.

For an hour we talked about what we would do in Los Angeles. There's more entertainment there he says, which is one thing Houston doesn't necessarily have. The bigger named musicians lived in LA and Awsten wanted to 1. Be closer to his friends, and 2. Be one of those famous musicians living in LA.

Turns out, I'm quitting my job for this. I don't really care about that. I'd love to get away from Robert after all that weird stuff he's done to me and has thought of doing to me. This is good for the two of us, Awsten and I.

"When can we move away?" I asked, pressed up against him. "Anything to live with you." It was late now. People in the apartment's next to me would be sleeping at this time and the slightest noise would have them up and complaining.

"Is September okay? By then everything will be calmed down and we can just go." Any month would be fine, honestly. This decision is barely up to my schedule since I have nothing on it. Awsten's the one with a management and a band.

I nodded, breathing out lightly. "We have to do one thing before we move away, though." He stayed silent, allowing me to continue. "My parents have been dying to meet you."

Those words made him almost choke. "You're pregnant and I haven't even met your parents," He exclaimed in worry. My parents wouldn't notice, hopefully. If I wore a baggy shirt then they wouldn't suspect a thing.

I laughed, "I haven't met yours either! Imagine the disappointment in your parents when they see their grandchild at the same time they see their daughter-in-law."

"Stop it!" Awsten giggled. "You'll meet them- wait did you say daughter-in-law?"

Oh, God, did I? It's so hard to remember what you say when everything that comes out of your mouth isn't being processed by your brain. It would be too late to take it back and far too horrible to say I didn't mean it.

Awsten saw the frozen worry on my face and spoke up. "Maybe you will be their daughter-in-law when you meet them." He kissed the top of my head. "Who knows."

That night we were far too tired to go to bed, so we slept on the couch that night with Jet at our feet. Awsten's arm secured me from not falling off, something I needed from being so close to going face-first onto the floor.

In my sleep I dreamt of something, I'm not sure. A park, fireworks, the colour pink, and an animal's two different coloured eyes hiding in the bushes. Some dreams don't mean anything, and this could be one of those.