Things Are Strange, I Like It Like That.

Chapter Fifteen

I take a deep breath and raise my hand to knock. I knock about three times and then the door opens.

"Kay?" Austin says in disbelief.

"Hi." Suddenly, I burst into tears and he pulls me into a hug.

"What's wrong?" He whispers in my ear.

"I just...Louis and I..." I sob onto his shoulder.

"Shh." He pulls me inside and I drop my bags.

"Kay! What's wrong sweet heart?" His mom, Christina, asks.

"She just broke up with Louis, Mom." Austin explains for me.

I cry harder and he tries to calm me down.

"Do you want me to call someone?" Christina asks.

"No. That's why I came here." I choke out.

"You can stay with us. I get it about the whole Mom and Dad thing. And I heard about the Kelly thing, too." He sighs.

"Thanks, Austin." I sniffle and grab my stuff.

"Of course. You know where the guest room is right, sweetie?" Christina smiles.

I nod and walk up stairs and Austin follows me.

"Kay, I'm so sorry." He frowns.

"It's okay. He was just being a jerk." I sigh and open the guest room door.

"If you want, I can get you those old posters we bought together." He smiles.

"That'd be nice. Just, not the One Direction ones, okay?" I smile weakly.

He nods and walks out.

I lay out my stuff on the bed and organize it.

"Well, we have Justin Bieber, Taylor Laughtner, another Justin Bieber, Nemo, and God, another Justin Bieber!" He laughs and lays the posters on the bed.

"Yeah, I remember getting these. You said the exact same thing when I got all of the Justin ones." I laugh and look at the posters.

"Well, I can put these up while you put your clothes in the dresser." He smiles.

I nod. "Thanks."

I turn to my stuff and grab all of my jeans and put them in the bottom drawer. I glance at Austin and see that he's already got two Justin Bieber posters on the wall. I give a small giggle and turn back to my clothes.

"All done!" Austin shouts and I finish putting the last of my clothes in the dresser.

"Wow. I think it makes this room seem a lot more...me." I smile and sit down on the bed.

"Belieber, uh..laughtnerinator..?" He laughs. "And a nemoer, and a directi-" He stops and frowns. "Sorry."

I shake my head and hold back my tears. "It's okay."

"So, were you guys, like, fighting or something...?" He asks slowly.

"Well, I'd rather not talk about it.." I frown.

He nods. "Right. Want to do something? You know, to get your mind off things?"

I shrug. "Like what?"

"Wanna catch a movie?" He asks.

I bite my lip. "Uh..sure."

He smiles. "Okay, then, let's go!"

We both walk downstairs and Austin tells his mom that we're catching the 7:00 movie and she tells us to have fun.

"So, what movie?" He asks, pulling into the parking lot.