Too Far, Too Fast (Austin Mahone fanfiction)

Please

I'm back.

-A

Please.

My alarm starts ringing, singing a soft symphony that I found appealing yesterday. Better than waking up to hardcore rock bands that I've been turning to. Not that I don't love them but a drum solo followed by a guitar would kinda scare the crap out of you. I turn it off and get up, stretching and looking over my bare shoulder over at Austin. He's asleep on the couch, right where I left him, covered by a blanket. Must've been Bobi. She caught me with him as I had gone to get him Advil and juice before I knocked out. She promised she wouldn't rat him out, but if Michelle asks, she wouldn't hold back. I thanked her for the generosity.

I go into my closet and choose something suitable for today. It's Friday. I had managed to skip three days of school and barley managed to go yesterday, but I had no choice. The results had arrived and I just had to know. And anyways, I had to avoid the bruises being seen. For Austin's sake.

I set the band t-shirt without sleeves, black jeans and leather jacket aside, going into the shower and closing the door behind me. Austin's not waking up now, so I could change as if he's not there. I quickly shower, and step out, wrapping myself in a towel. Walking out of the bathroom, I get my delicates, putting them on, followed by my shirt. I hear a groan and ignore it for a second as I grab my jeans and see Austin getting up. It's barely seven. What is he doing up?

I quickly slip on my jeans, zipping them up and grabbing my socks. I ditch the leather jacket, and grab my black slip on vans. I turn around again and find Austin staring at me, utterly confused. I almost smile, but an honest reminder of his... submissive... to not say the word that means something along the lines of 'prostitute'. I glare at him.

He looks away under my glare and stares at the floor. "What the hell am I doing in your room?" He doesn't bark at me, but he doesn't say it nicely, either. I chuckle. "You're welcome for not getting your ass busted and saving you from catching AIDS." The words roll off my tongue, bitterly. I walk to the other side of my bed, grabbing the juice and pills, handing them to him. "Drink that and get up, I'll see if Bryce has any clothes for you." I snap, walking away. And just for fun, move my hips for effect.

"Don't do that!" I don't know whether he's talking about the clothes or the hip thing. As I make it to Bryce's room, the doorbell rings. I furrow my eyebrows, and run downstairs. Robert is standing there with three cups of coffee and a churro up his nose. I laugh and let him in. "I brought Austin's clothes, thinking he might need it. And coffee. Here's your frappe." He hands me my coffee I thank him and grab the bag with Austin's clothes. We go upstairs, laughing at how the churro won't fall from his mouth. I take it away from him as we get to my room. "Hey! That was mine!" I bite it and hand Austin his clothes as he gets out of the bathroom.

"Good morning princess!" Screams Robert on purpose, causing Austin to wince and grab his head. "Don't do that, you dick. What are you doing here anyways?" He smiles and holds up the cup of coffee. "Came to bring my damsel in distress a cup of coffee and his limousine." I giggle. "You're such a sap, Robert." Austin grabs his coffee, taking a sip and starting to change his clothes.

"I don't understand your British slang Lesley. Proper English, please. American preferably." I shake my head smiling, bolting the room as soon as Austin starts removing his jeans. Oh, mama. I get downstairs, the kitchen, and take a deep breath, leaning against the island. How can I possibly survive all of this? After I calm myself down and my stomach stops churning, I drink water. I hear thumping coming from the stairs, causing me to jump slightly. Breathe, Lesley. He's no one to you.

Nothing but the father of you children, speaks my conscience.

I push her away and grab my keys. "Alright, ladies. Let's go before we're late. Robert you're going with me or Austin?" He shrugs. "I'll go with the duchess. He seems to need me." I laugh and shake my head, causing my hair to sway side to side. "Alright, see you at school. Imma go spray my hair real quick." I run upstairs, going into the bathroom and spraying my hair with dry shampoo real quick. I grab my back pack, slinging it over my shoulder and checking the mirror real quick. I grab a black hoodie, putting it on, and running downstairs. Tori left with Bobi again. I hardly see Tori. I wanna take her out to Chuck E. Cheese. She's been dying to go there. I'll bring her friends if it makes her happy. I've left her out so much since school started and I hate it.