#0.6
"Carl!" I scream, as I run after him.
He continue's to walk away, and I grab his arm, pulling him to a stop.
"Who is Austin Mahoney? Whatever his name is" I say, staring straight into his eye's.
"Mahone. Austin Mahone. And he um- he is that guy you were with earlier" Carl answer's, closing his eye's with regret.
My eye's widen, and I swear my jaw literally dropped.
"But im not even your's to sell!! I don't belong to you!" I scream again, fighting the urge to slap him.
"Yes your right, you dont belong to me. You belong to him now." He say's, walking off again.
I stare after him, frozen to the spot.
"He's gonna be here soon. Im sorry again Emmie, but money is money" Carl call's out, and I curse him under my breath.
I sprint back to my bed, and throw myself onto it, wrapping the cover's around my body like a cocoon.
"I will not be anyone's property" I mumble to myself, letting my mind go blank and falling into a deep slumber.
~*~
"Hey, you ain't no sleeping princess, wake up" A deep voice speak's, and I stay still, refusing to open my eye's or move.
"You got to the count of three, then were doing this my way" They speak again, threatening.
"One"
"Two"
I keep my body rigid, not moving at all.
"Three" They speak, and the cover's are yanked off of me.
I open one eye a tiny bit, and see it's not that Austin guy, it's someone else who look's similar to him though.
He grab's hold of my body, and fling's me over his shoulder.
"Get off!" I shout, thrashing my leg's about.
He ignore's me and continue's to walk out of the bar, toward's a red range rover with some sort of weird black print covering it.
"Just let me go! I won't tell anyone!" I beg, kicking his chest.
"No can do" He say's and drop's me into a back seat, strapping my seat belt in.
"Pleeeease! Just let me go! Im not even a dancer!" I whine, holding the 'e'.
He shake's his head, and slam's my door shut, climbing into the driver's seat.
"We gotta go get Austin from some dealer's crib" He say's, as we drive off.
"Awesome" I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
We drive down the motorway way over the speed limit, dodging and over-taking car's.
The guy pull's up outside some massive house, with a pool outfront, and this awesome fountain thing.
I stare at the house, taking in all it's detail's.
"Yh, yh im outside now" He say's, and I assume he is on the phone.
"Yh she is in the back"
Asshole.
"Austin just hurry up!"
"Whatever... Okay yh see you in a minute"
He chuck's his phone into the little pot inbetween the front seat's.
I stay quiet, and turn back toward's the house, staring at the pool.
The guy flick's on the radio and some song about a black widow come's on.
"Like a black widow baby i-"
"So fancy, you already kn-"
"And I will always love y-"
"Wake up with amnesia, and forget about these stu-"
"Sex bomb sex bomb, your a se-"
"Love you like XO, you love m-"
"All that I could say was mmm mmm yeah yeah, mmm mmm yeah yeah, mmm mmm yeah yeah, all that I could say was, six inch heel's clicking up down the street yo-"
He flicks through the radio station's, landing on this one song about some pervy boy looking at girl's walk? What is this generation coming to?
"Dude this guy is sick! So tell me where your from, where you wanna go, but she walk past me like I ain't said a word!" He say's, singing along afterwards.
"Um, who sing's this?" I ask, just wondering why he is so obsessed.
He turn's down the volume, and turn's around in his seat to look at me.
"You don't know?!" He ask's, with a shocked expression.
I shake my head.
"Carter Mahomie" He sigh's, turning back to the wheel.
"Never heard of him or this song" I mutter.
"Well then you need to catch up" He say's matter-of-factly.
I roll my eye's and start to play this game with my finger's. You join your hand's, and roll your thumb's around eachother, and you try not to let them touch.
I used to do this as a kid in my room when dad locked me in; I remember I was such a pro that I could do it at maximum speed for hour's.
The car door open's and slam's shut.
My head shoot's up, and that Austin guy is in the car.
"Wassup AC" Austin say's, doing one of them 'bro shake' thing's with the guy.
AC? What type of a nickname is that?
"What took you so long Mahone?" AC ask's, starting the car.
"Some bitch was asking Rob for money" Austin say's, slamming his fist against the radio button, turning it off.
I flinch, and look down at my hand's.
"What's the plan for today then?" AC say's, breaking the silence.
"Shut up Alex, your only dropping us back then you can get lost" Austin say's rather rudely.
Atleast his name isn't AC.
Alex nod's, and we pull up outside another massive house, with a large floral plant display in the middle, and a little ring of water surrounding it.
I stare in awe.
"Shall I take her in-" Alex starts, but is cut off.
"Get out me car Alex" Austin growl's, staring him down.
Alex nod's again, and climb's out of the car, waving at us before he walk's off down the road.
That was mean.
I glare at Austin, as he climb's out of his seat too, and open's my door for me.
He offer's his arm for me, but I turn away from him, crossing my arm's like a 5 year old.
"Princess, unless you wanna get hurt, I suggest you get out of the car now" He say's, smiling through gritted teeth.
I gulp, and climb out, still ignoring his arm though.
He growl's and grab's my upper arm, dragging me toward's the front door as I hiss in pain.
"Let go of me!" I squirm.
"Never" He say's blankly, opening the door.
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Sexy Monster || Austin Mahone *DISCONTINUED*
Fanfiction"Baby girl" He whispers, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "I didn't buy you just so you could sit here" He says, looking me in the eyes with a harsh stare, and his cocky smirk. I gulp.
