Don't Go

Chasing Dreams

A/n I'm updating at 3:45 am on my phone. I don't know how long this will be because on the laptop it has the number of words and I strive for a goal like 1,500 words. So, sorry if this is much shorter. Ily

I woke up with a startle. I turned my head around and came face to face with a tall, lanky, brown haired, brown eyed man hugging tightly to my body. What is this? I reached over and shook him on his shoulder. He would not wake up. I shook harder and still nothing. I feverishly continued to shake him until his eyes peered open and realization crossed his face.

"shit, Alan. Why are you in my bed?" he scoffed and turned away as a tint of red plastered his cheeks. 

"Uh, the better question is... Why are you hugging onto me in the guest bedroom?" I smirked slightly to show him that I'm joking.

"Uh, I don't know to be honest." He muttered out. I felt a small smile caress my face as I turned to look at Austin. 

"I should get going. This is awkward, yeah bye." I hurried out the door and grabbed my shoes, phone, and wallet when I remembered I don't have my car.

"Shit" I muttered to myself. Austin came up behind and placed his hand on my shoulder making me flinch. 

"What is it, Alan?" He looked almost amused at what he was doing to me. JUST PEACHY.

"I, uh, kinda need a ride home. I drove you home last night." 

'Oh, uh sure let me get my shoes on and I'll be glad to drive you home." He said without fault in his voice.

"No, it's okay. I'll take a cab." I said wanting to get away as fast as I can. 

"Ash, I want to do this. Afterall you did save my ass last night." he told me.

"Yeah, well I was the reason you were there in the first place." 

He became silenced and so I took that as my chance to pull out my phone and call for a cab. I wasn't about to let him start another relationship with me. I moved away for a reason and that's what I'm gunna stick to. I grabbed my stuff and went to sit on the porch so I could puff on my cancer stick. When my nerves kick in I imediately reach for a cigarette because it calms my nerves. Austin always hated when I smoked , but he never understood the way it made me feel okay. 

"Ash, you should really put that out, you know?" I heard from behind me. 

"What do you know, Carlile?" I muttered with so much sass that I could hardly stand it. 

Austin took a sit next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder i which I decided to shrug it off. 

"What's with you, Alan?" Austin said, removing his arm and turning to face me. 

"What do you mean what's wrong with me?" I said facing him as well. 

"Well, I mean you've been distant ever since we met again. I just want to know why you act like we never had anything. Why are you being someone else? Why are you not acting as yourself, because honestly Alan, All I want is to be yours again and to love you and treat you right again. I just want to hold you and tell you that you're perfect and kiss your forehead and rock you to sleep during storms because I know you get scared easily."

I sat there with tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. The cab pulled up and honked, pulling me out of my haze and telling me that it was time for me to leave. 

"You know Austin, all I ever wanted was to be yours and for you to hold me and kiss my forehead, but now it's all too late. You let me leave 3 years ago and now you're letting me leave again. I'm sorry Austin, but I can't. This is goodbye." I walked away and turned back to look at Austin who had a tear falling down his face. He mouthed at me 'I'm sorry' and my heart broke. Goodbye Austin.