Chasing After What I Love (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 4

Austin's P.O.V.

The next morning, I awoke in my bunk, my head foggy and my stomach clenching.

What happened last night? 

That's when it all came back. Alan and I.. we had.. made out? Only, it was more than that. To me, anyway. 

I yawned loudly and peeked through my curtains, seeing no one. Which meant it was still early and I had no reason to be up. But for some reason, I made my feet hit the cold floor and stand up, analyzing the room. My nose curled at the smell of strong coffee, which meant that someone was, indeed, awake. I froze in my position,

What if Alan's the only other one awake?

I pursed my lips and moved forward, heading towards what we liked to call "The Man Cave". So what if we were the only ones awake? What happened last night wasn't awkward. It. Wasn't. Awkward. Just a game of truth or dare. We don't have feelings for one ano-

That was when I walked straight smack into Alan and stumbled back into a wall.

"Oh-"

Alan groaned "Watch it." I threw him a hard glance.

"Out of alcohol?" I teased, taking the focus off of my mortification. He nodded, looking similar to a child who lost their puppy. I couldn't help but grin, "Good. You need to be sober once in awhile." More like almost every day.

He shot me a dirty look, I barely noticed because my eyes had wandered off to his bare chest, which had never affected me up until a few days ago. "S-sorry" I mumbled, running my fingers through my hair to keep my hands occupied, scared that I would be tempted to repeat what happened last night.

Now's my chance. He doesn't have is alcohol.. he must be at least a little vulnerable.

I walked to him, shaking slightly. "Can I, um, t-talk to you?" All I wanted to do was talk about last night, I swear to God. But my body had something else in mind.

As soon as he looked at me questioningly, I pushed him against the wall and pressed my lips to his, my body slamming against his in the process. At first he was surprised, then started to take it all in, running his hands up my sides and making my body shiver. Suddenly he pushed me away angrily.

"What the fuck, Austin?!" He wiped his lips harshly with his arm, glaring at me.

"I..I.. I didn't mean to.." I stammered, sure that my eyes were wide with surprise.

"You don't fucking do that," He spat, "What? You actually think last night actually meant something? Huh? Is that it? Because it didn't mean shit to me." I gotta admit, I was taken aback by those harsh words. How did he know? Why would he jump to that conclusion? I took a few steps back and tripped over a chair, falling back on the floor. When I looked up, Alan was gone. I kept my place on the floor and placed my head in my hands, tears silently falling from my eyes.

What? You actually think last night actually meant something? Huh? Is that it? Because it didn't mean shit to me.

Alan's P.O.V.

I walked in the man cave after Austin's little episode, leaning on the pool table and fuming. Who the hell did he think he was? Just because he was the frontman of our band, didn't mean he could have anyone he wanted. I'll admit, last night there was a little bit of passion. Okay.. well, there was a lot. But I'll keep denying it to anyone who mentions it. I'll keep saying it meant nothing to me, even if it did mean something m-

"Hey, Al, you pumped for today's set or what?!" That was Aaron, I looked over to see a toothy grin on his face. "Yeah," I forced a smile. "Ecstatic.." I was going to have to be onstage with him. And he usually wanted to act like we were gay for one another. No. I couldn't and I wouldn't do it this time. As far as I was concerned, nothing happened last night and it definitely will not effect how we'd act in front of our fans. They could not not suspect a thing. I refused to let that happen, even if I did feel something..

Aaron gave me an odd look and went back towards where the bunks were. I mentally smacked myself for acting like such an idiot.