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Eighteen

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Kaitlin Winchester

I wait at the airport for Austin to finally come from his plane. I took a few pictures with some Mahomies because they had spotted me waiting for Austin. I was picking him up along with his Mom. Rocco was giving Austin some time away from him since Rocco wanted to see his family. I check my phone and see Austin had tweeted.

@AustinMahone: Wow, I can’t wait to see you.

I found myself, smiling like a complete idiot and some Mahomies had looked my way. When I had looked to them, they just smiled at me genuinely catching on slowly. It was starting to be obvious that Austin and I had feelings for each other.

I scrolled through twitter a bit more seeing people tag me in his tweet along with Camila. I didn’t care though. Mahomies can choose who he is subtweeting, but it’s me. He’s talking about me and I know that now.

@KaitlinWinchester: When I see you, my heart beats a little faster. My stomach feels a little lighter and my smile shines a little brighter.

Fans soon look to me, understanding what was happening. If they wanted to figure it out, they could. That was their choice to think what was going on, but only Austin and I really knew. Fans could never fully understand it, even if Austin spoke up on it.

Fans couldn’t feel our love for each other, or understand how long we had been in love. They wouldn’t understand how happy I felt around him, or how his kiss automatically made me feel like the only girl in the world. They’ll never understand that I don’t care about his fame, but for him. No one could understand my love for Austin even if they tried.

I hear one fan finally say it, “They love each other guys, don’t you see it?” Her friends seemed to sigh, thinking their friend was stupid for thinking that after all the times Austin and I have said ‘were just friends’, but Austin and I deep down knew it wasn’t true from the beginning. People like us just belonged together.

Wow, I’m getting cheesy right now.

I notice some brown hair boy, walking out, his eyes on his phone. Behind him stands Mama Mahone and I know it’s him. It’s Austin. He wore a black shirt with a small red and yellow symbol on the right side of his chest. He wore some black leather pants, and a red backpack and shoes to match. A gold necklace was around his neck. The one I had given him to wear before he left. He looked good.

I see Mrs. Mahone lay her eyes on me, and smile widely. I had to smile back at the cheery woman who seemed awake at five in the morning. Austin forced her to take the earliest flight since he wanted to ‘see me soooo badly’.

I watch as she hits her son, causing him to look up and directly at me. I had stood up by now, eager to hug him. I guess Austin was eager too because he ran over to me like his feet reacted quicker than his brain did.

He pulled me into a tight hug by gripping onto my waist and pulling my body against his. He then snaked his strong arms fully around my waist while mine went to around his neck. I was too short to fully reach him so he swiftly picked me up and placed me on the airport chair so I was the same size as him.

I could hear the Mahomies taking pictures and awhing at us, but I didn’t care. I was just happy he was here. We had a lot to discuss, but since he left we never really talked about it. I’m not one to confront situations and Austin knew that so he said we would talk about it when he got back and here he is.

“You smell good,” I let out into his neck, making Austin chuckle his perfect chuckle. He’s just so amazing and it hurts. It physically pains me that someone could be so perfect in my eyes. I sound like a total Mahomie right now, but it is true. Someone like him did things in a good nature, and was just modest about everything he did. He didn’t have to try to look perfect, he just did him and it worked.

“I missed you too,” he speaks sarcastically since the first thing I said was ‘you smell good’ and not ‘I missed you’. It was my turn to laugh now, enjoying that irritating sarcasm I so missed. Note my sarcasm.

“You know I missed you,” I state. Austin just chuckles once more, picking me up once again and bringing me back to the airport floor. I don’t mind either, liking the fact he was a lot taller then me.

Austin looks down at me, licking his pink lips. I loved when he did that so naturally. It looked good when he did it. It pretty much turned me on the slightest bit, but admitting that would make him do it more.

“I wanna kiss you right now,” he whispers, and I playfully push him away. Austin smiles at me still as I make my way over to Mrs. Mahone to hug her. She instantly hugs me back, making me feel all warm inside and reminding me of my mom’s hugs. I miss her.

There isn’t a day I go without thinking about my parents, and reminding myself how much I miss them. I just wish they weren’t fighting before dying. I just always blame myself for that. I could’ve tried harder to stop them, but I didn’t.

“Ready to go?” I hear Austin’s deep voice speak up, but before I can answer Mahomies scramble over and ask for pictures. Austin doesn’t dare decline no matter how tired he is. He puts his Mahomies first. See. Another reason why he is perfect. He never thinks about himself first, and it’s amazing. He’s a good hearted person.

I always envy traits like that about Austin. He is such a caring guy and a lot of celebrities these days just do this for the money. Austin wants to be there for people. He wants to make millions of girls smile and I know Austin is a flirt. Being a flirt is apart of his job though. They want him to keep girls wanting more and continuing to love him. He wants to keep doing this. He wants to just please everyone.

Yeah, I do get jealous at how flirty Austin can be. I am a really jealous and insecure person and I always will be. I know Austin knows I can be flirty too when I like someone that is. Austin is also one to get jealous. He did punch someone for talking bad about his girl a while back. It was hot.

“Soooo?” I hear Mrs. Mahone speak up, making me glance over to her. She is just grinning like an idiot and I already know what she is about to refer to. “You and Austin?” she asks, crossing her arms.

I just shrug, “I mean, we kissed and all, but he hasn’t said much to me about it.”

“He’s said a lot to me!” Mrs. Mahone says back to me, making me raise an eyebrow. She soon continued, “I can’t believe he hasn’t told you anything. He’s so stupid!” Michele actually seemed a little upset, making me laugh because Michele never really got mad at Austin, but when it’s something about me she is getting all mad. It’s cute. She’s a sweetheart.

“I’m sure he will,” I say, knowing Austin is going to confess sometime soon. Michele just signs, shrugging her shoulders. I can tell even she got confused by her own son who is a pain in the ass to both of us at the moment.

I pull up my phone, scrolling through twitter a bit. I retweeted one girl who took pictures of Austin and I hugging at the airport and when he was lifting me up onto the chair. The caption was #RelationshipGoals. I mean it was pretty cute what he had done. It made me feel really special like usual.

I notice Austin came back by now because he stole a quick kiss from my cheek. He pecked it quick when no one was looking and then picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I didn’t mind though, continuing to scroll on twitter, smiling like an idiot at the boy underneath me.

I seemed as light a feather to him and I was glad. I always felt like I was a little chunkier then other girls, but I wasn’t fat. I never classified girls as fat or ugly except myself. I felt like I was the only imperfect human in the world because I was so hard on myself. I never felt good enough no matter how much I’m told I am.

“Where’s your car?” Austin asks, and I told him knowing he wanted to get there quick because he wanted to steal a kiss. Figured with him. Austin is a very touchy boyfriend. Wait, he’s not my boyfriend.

Austin soon arrived at my car, and I unlocked it with my keys. He set me down, opening the driver’s seat for me and then shot gun for his mom. Austin is such a gentleman and it made my heart swoon at his manners. I had gotten so lucky to have him. You don’t have him Kaitlin and who knows if you ever will.