The Game Plan (Sequel To The Bad Boy Austin Mahone Fantic)

31. He Wouldn't Dare

   

"He Wouldn't Dare"

   

Caitlin’s POV

  

I snuggled up in the blankets and was flipping through the channels waiting for Austin to get back. He was been gone for a while.

I checked my phone. It was eight already, but there was also a message from Austin.

Hey got a call from the studio. I need to record something real quick they lost one clip of a song. Sorry I know it was supposed to be a snuggle night. This should be quick be home soon love you :*

This made me think.

The gang crap is over right?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

Everything is fine. He is just at the studio.

Or is he…

I unlocked my phone and called Mike.

“Hello?”

“Hey Mike.”

“Hi, what’s up?”

“Um…I was wondering if Austin was there.”

“Ya why?”

A smile reached my lips. “Just wondering where he was.”

I heard some background noise and then he said, “Austin, you’re supposed to be-“ He stopped. “Fine…Caitlin he should be recording, but he insists on talking to you. You have two minutes.”

“Hey.”

“Hi.” I relaxed just by the sound of his voice.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I was just…just wondering.”

“I said its over Caitlin. Relax. Everything is fine. They just needed me to record something, I should be home in an hour tops. Just at the studio, nowhere else.”

“Okay.” I nodded even though he couldn’t see me.

“I’ll see you in a little bit.”

“Bye, love you.”

“Love you too.” He laughed.

“What?” I laughed too, just because of his little giggle.

“Do we say I love you too much?”

I laughed. “Maybe.”

“Stop acting all sappy over there and get back to recording!” I heard someone yell.

“Got to go.”

“Love you.”

He just giggled a little and hung up.

I smiled and turned my phone off, turning my attention back to the TV.

After about forty five minutes I heard the front door open. I smiled and got out of bed to go to greet him.

I stood at the top of the stairs.

“I thought you were Austin.”

“No, are you disappointed?” Rachel laughed.

“No,” I laughed too. “Want to watch some TV with me? I got popcorn.”

“That’s what I came over for.”

We both walked upstairs and started gathering pillows and blankets to get comfortable.

If Austin wasn’t here to watch TV and eat popcorn, Rachel would be a perfect replacement.

While I was spreading a blanket over the bed I heard Austin’s name come from the TV.

“Where’s the remote?” Rachel asked sternly and started ripping up the blankets from the bed scrambling to find the remote.

“Hey! Stop! Why?” I laughed, but she wasn’t, she was serious.

I turned around and looked at the TV.

So this is why she wanted to change the channel.

“Austin and Caitlin got into a fight, so Caitlin went to stay with her aunt. Did they break up because he was spotted with Camila Cabello about a week ago. They went out to dinner and he even gave her a ride on his motorcycle. Then the two went back to his house, but she soon was seen leaving his house only an hour after arriving there. But this morning Caitlin and Austin were seen together at the airport. Austin you have to pick. Which one will it be? Camila the successful, beautiful singer, or Caitlin the stunning girl you bought a house with? Make up your mind.” The man on the TV spoke.

“You knew about this didn’t you?” I turned to her.

“Caitlin it’s a publicity act. Mike said he wouldn’t let Austin record for months if he didn’t take her out. If he didn’t record or do any shows then his popularity would plummet. He had to Caitlin.”

“I know what fake dating for publicity leads to. Trust me.”

“Just don’t freak out.”

“Its hard not to.” I breathed, still calm though.

“Its nothing.”

“Why didn’t he tell me then?”

“You’re going to have to ask him that.”

“Why would he bring her back here if he was fake dating her?” I folded my arms.

Rachel sighed. “I don’t know. Just talk to him and don’t freak out.”

“Rachel…I was pregnant. He got me pregnant. If he is cheating I swear I will-” I told her forgetting that she never knew.

“Oh my god! Seriously?!” She hugged me.

“No Rachel…I had a miscarriage, but the point is-“

“Oh, I’m so sorry Caitlin.” She hugged me even tighter.

“What did they do when they came back to the house?”

I asked.

“Nothing. They probably watched TV or something.”

“Something?” I asked letting go of her.

Before she answered we both heard the sound of the door again.

“Talk to him.” She said and left the room, probably going home, which is next door, to let me talk to him.

After a minute or two I walked down stairs.

“Hey!” He came over and kissed my cheek.

I stood there awkwardly then followed him to the kitchen. We have to talk about this.

Wait a minute…

About a week ago was when he brought her out, and it was also when I was kidnapped. If I was at the house I would have seen Camila. I never saw her.

That jerk.

He took her out while I was in pain, with Dave, and kidnapped.

Oh my god. I could punch a wall right now. I could rip his-

“Chinese?”