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I jolt upward's, and scan the room for any presence.
A dark silhouette stand's by the wardrobe.
I stand up, and wrap the duvet over me as a protection.
Then I grab one of my heels from the floor, and cautiously tip-toe over to the shadow.
I reach out my arm to the light switch, and hold the heel like a weapon in the other.
I flick on the light switch, and scream at the sight.
"What the hell are you doing?!!" I scream at them, leaning against the wall and clutching my chest.
"You sleep with your feet wrapped under the cover's. Why?" Austin ask's, completely ignoring what I said.
"What?! No I- but thats not- UGAHH" I huff in annoyance, and storm past him and out into the hall, making sure I hit his shoulder.
I hear his footstep's behind me, and soon enough he is right beside me; casually walking next to me.
"What do you want from me?" I sigh, stopping and turning to look at him.
"I'll ask you again. Why do you sleep with your feet wrapped under the cover's?" Austin say's, ignoring me YET AGAIN.
"Your not gonna answer any of MY questions are you?" I say mainly to myself, already knowing the answer.
"I sleep with my feet like that because it makes me feel safer" I explain, watching his face.
"But why does it make you safer?" He ask's.
"I dont know? Someone could try and kill me? It just does okay, no real reason" I say back, getting annoyed.
"If someone wanted to kill you then a duvet covering your body is not gonna stop them" Austin say's, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
I huff, and glare at him.
"But it's none of your buisness anyway" I reply, folding my arm's across my chest.
"But it is my buisness because you are my buisness" Austin fire's back, all confusion instantly leaving his face.
I raise my eyebrows at him.
"No. I am my buisness only. Only I can be my own buisness. You can't say im your buisness 'cause im not your buisness- I mean- Im not your buisness yeah I think thats what I meant" I say, rather confusingly.
He smirk's, like he think's he has won.
"Shut up" I groan.
"I didn't say anything" He replies mechanically.
"But you were thinking it. And your abnoxious thoughts are so loud that I can just about hear them" I say, gritting my teeth afterwards.
He suddenly grab's my wrist's, and I whimper in pain.
"Dont. Talk. To. Me. Like. That." He growl's, his grip getting tighter.
Psycho.
"Im sorry I-Im sorry please just let go" I beg, feeling his nails dig down into my sensitive skin.
He move's his gaze up to reach my eyes, and stares into them intently for a bit.
My wrist's drop down to my side's as he let's go of me.
"Monster" I mumble quietly to myself.
"Sexy though" He chuckle's, exiting the room, and leaving me all alone again.
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Sexy Monster || Austin Mahone *DISCONTINUED*
Fiksi Penggemar"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.
