Austin and I sat on the couch in the lobby.
"I'm sorry for what I said." Austin said sorrily. I nodded quietly. It became quiet for a long pause.
"Is that all you wanted to say?" I asked. He shook his head.
"I wanted to ask if we could work this out." He replied.
"You're going to need to try more harder than that you want to work us out." I said standing up in from the couch.
"Okay, how about tonight? We can go to dinner. We can just talk. Please?" He asked facing me. I stood there thinking.
"What time?" I replied. A smile spread across his face.
"6:30?" He smiled.
"I'll need to check my calendar." I smirked. "But I think it's empty." I smiled.
"Okay, I'll see you later." He chuckled as we both walked to the elevator.
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Romance with my Idol?
Teen FictionSara was an average Mahomie. But when she visits her father in Miami, she hoped she would meet the one and only Austin Mahone. She wishes for just a photo but would it lead to even more than that?
