✿ D.N.A || ♡ Cashby Austlan ♡

Chapter 15

Finally going to update this little shit! Lol, tell me one chapter or part in this story you liked in particular and tell me why!

Who's your fav character?

Also, 3 chapters left o3o

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Austin's P.O.V

"I really don't want to perform this."

Was the first words spilling from my mouth. Alan looked at me like I was insane, and I pouted and looked at him.

It was finally the day we had to present our song, and I didn't feel right really with the song we chose. It was emotional, yes, and it was good... But...

I wanted to sing a love song, mainly because I'm head over heels in love with Alan.

"Austin, we have to perform this. We've been working really hard for this during the past year." Alan sighed and reached out, gently taking my hand and I gently squeezed his as we watched Phil and Tino go up.

To be honest, they couldn't sing jack shit, but they were both amazingly talent at the instruments they stuck with for so long. Alan smiled, admiring his best friend, and I leaned over and gently pecked his temple.

I usually was never nervous about this sort of thing, but when I was, I tended to worry about it kind of a lot. I sighed and moved my knee up and down quickly, running my fingers through his hair.

Next it was Sam and CJ, and damn, they got into it. Sam played the keyboard as CJ played the drums, her blue hair looking like blue flames.

It always seems to slip away

I'm taking back what is mine, what is left stays here to haunt you

It always seems to slip away

Don't even know what you lost, but I hope this remind you

(You can never be honest)

REMIND YOU!

Sam got really into it, and she banged her head, and I thought I even saw a tear roll down her cheek. Hot damn, that was sort of... Emotional.

Everyone clapped again, and then suddenly, Alan raised his hands and volunteered us. Don't get me wrong, I love the little shit, but fucking dammit Alan do you want to get punched?

Our hands separated, and we both got up, and I watched Alan carry his guitar with him. I took in deep breaths and sat down besides him, looking over the familiar faces.

"Alan." I whispered as he tuned his guitar. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I rummaged through my song book and showed him a new song, and he groaned and looked at me.

"I hate you." He whined, and I giggled and handled him the music notes for the song. Yep, being the awesome person I was, I changed the song at the last minute.

"Hey guys, um..." I started, and glance at our music teacher, before taking in a deep breath.

"I'm pretty sure most of you guys know me as Austin Carlile, the bully, the heartless dick that doesn't care about anyone... And in that case, back ten you would've been right. I don't want to be that person anymore, and I wanted to prove that to at least one person who was willing to be my friend, not including the friends I had already. I met a kid and he sort of made me fall in love with him."

I smiled as small gasps emerged from people's mouths, and I glanced at Alan, and his eyes looked teary eyed, and his bottom lip trembled as he smiled.