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

36. Taste Of My Own Medicine

   

"Taste Of My Own Medicine"

   

Caitlin’s POV

   

He sighed and walked up to me.

“Are we going to seriously talk and let it out or stand here like idiots?”

“Talk. I came to talk.”

He walked to the couch and I sat down in the one across from him.

“You okay?”

“How have you been?” He asked regarding my question.

“Why haven’t you been talking?”

“Why can’t we have a normal conversation?”

“Both of us are in far from normal states right now.” I crossed my arms.

“Tell me about it.” He lifted an eyebrow challenging me.

I shifted uncomfortably on the cushion.

“So why haven’t I been talking?” he leaned back in his chair. “I don’t know. I’ve been upset.”

“I’m sorry about your grandfather…I know how it feels.”I looked at him but he looked at the floor.

He stared at his hands or the floor. I couldn’t tell. I waited awhile until I spoke again.

“Austin.”

He didn’t move.

He inhaled deeply.

“Do you need a hug?” I said quietly.

His eyes jolted up.

They were watery. I knew it.

I opened my arms, but he still stared at me.

“You would give me a hug after what I did to you?” He said in a whisper.

“Of course…I said I’d always be there right?”

He nodded and stood up, as did I.

I held my arms open and stopped. He walked over to me, but then he did something I wasn’t expecting.

He stopped and grabbed me pulling my into him instead of him walking into my arms. I tightly closed my arms around his torso and his arms closed around me as well. Both of us needed this hug, not just him.

He rubbed my back and buried his head in my hair and neck.

My eyes started to water too.

I miss him.

I really, really do.

I miss this, us, everything we had.

Why did I let it slip?

I can’t believe I lost the love of my life.

I need to get him back.

I do love him.

I sniffed.

“Are you okay?” He laughed.

I nodded and didn’t let go.

I just can’t keep it in. I need him. I’ve lost something and the past few months have been pure agony without it. And I lost him. But look where I am now. I’m in his arms.

After a few good minutes of standing there hugging we let go.

“So you forgive me?” Austin’s puffy red eyes bored into mine.