My Solemn Pact (Austin Mahone Story)

Chapter 12 : "You have me"

So i wont keep you long because my note was in the previous chapter called "Authors Blurb" ahhaha alright. So one pic is Austin sad and the other is Wyn crying. Haha, you'll understand later. And the song to the side, Is "Everybody Hurts" you cant listen to it while you read the chapter (you will know when) or just wing it. But i would recomend listening to it either while reading or after reading the chapter. And yes. Austin does come in this chapter!(: also, can I get at least like two or three votes and two or three comments? Remember to fan me!

Warning: This chapter is pretty deep...

haha

anyways

read away

hehe

kay

bye(:

xoxox

**************************

I lifted my head from the pillow I had let myself loose into and glared at it. Slobber was on it, along with my mascara. I knew I should of worn waterproof. I groaned and sat up. Running my hands through my hair, I knew I would have to go downstairs again soon.

Why did he have to do this to me?

He didn't do anything- you let him do this. You built up this fairytale in your head when in reality, it is anything but. This story does not have a happy ending, and Austin is certainly not your prince charming. But then again- who am I to judge Prince Charming? I mean, he says you are the love of his life, but then forgets what you look like and has to put a shoe on every girl in the kingdom. Yup. But at least he didn't give up. Like Austin did on you. All he thinks of you is that you were that one girl who was too afraid to stand up for herself, so he pitied you and pretended to be friends with you. If he was your best friend, he would of noticed all the hints you dropped that you liked him, even if you didn't know about those hints. Face it, he moved on. He doesn't care about you anymore. And you shouldn't care about him either.

Negative thoughts flooded into my head, I knew I had broken yet another rule.

But, the cruel, negative thoughts did have a point. I shouldn't care. If he doesn't care, then neither should I. With a smile, I boosted myself off the bed and wiped my fingers under my eyes, wiping the mascara from under them. Hoping I looked at least decent, I made my way over to the door and pulled it open. I yelped when I saw Alex standing right in front of the door.

"Dear Lord Alex! Give me a heart attack why don't you!" I exclaimed leaning against the wall with my hand over my heart.

"Sorry Wyn! I didn't know you were at the door! I was just coming up here to check on you! Is Austin with you? I'm worried! I haven't seen him! He stormed out of the house about fifteen minutes ago and I haven't seen him since! Do you know where he is?" He said in a rush.

I threw my hands up. "Woah woah woah. You don't know where he is, and you ask me if I know? Do you think I honestly care about him? Why would you choose me of all people to ask about him?" I frowned.

"Sorry! Didn't mean to get you al riled up! It was just a simple question!" And with that, he turned and walked away.

I sighed. He is right. I got all defensive when it was just a simple question. Way to go Wyn. Way to screw up again.

Hitting myself on the forehead, I mumbled stupid, stupid, stupid.

Wow...since when did I become so bipolar?

Walking back inside my room, I slammed the door shut. My ego deflating- along with my confidence. Dragging my feet through the stubby cream colored carpet, I plodded my way over to my closet. Slipping out of my dress, I tried to find a reasonable outfit to replace it. For I know that if I walked downstairs in sweats and a t-shirt, Tate would murder me in my sleep slowly. I slipped on a Bandage Bodycon Rib Panel Mini Party Skirt with Back Zip Skirt, Forever New Willow Neon Trim Swing Tank and tucked it into the skirt, I also placed black studded platform heels on my feet. I grabbed my pink Panasonic headphones and grabbed my iphone. Putting it on a random playlist, I shoved my phone into my skirt and opened the window.