The Game Plan (Sequel To The Bad Boy Austin Mahone Fantic)

47. The Station

   

"The Station"

   

Caitlin’s POV

 

Woah…

His hair was the usual; all messy, yet sexy, his eyes dark, black jeans and shirt. He had more than one chain around his neck, both crosses, and his expression-angry. Then a red cup in his hand. Oh Austin.

 “Work let me off early.” I said quietly. I looked up and made eye contact with Cam who was at the other end of the table.

“And you decided to come here?”

“Well-“

“Caitlin, you know you can easily get hurt or taken.” He didn’t say it sincerely, he said this angrily.

“I just wanted a break and to have fun…Cam said Rachel would be here.”

“You convinced her to come here?” He turned toward Cam.

He just shrugged.

“Caitlin please find Rachel and go home.” Austin looked back at me.

“I want you to bring me home.” I folded my arms, which made my chest bigger.

“I’m busy.” He said and shrugged.

“What getting drunk?”

Austin stopped and turned around.

“Don’t sass me. And you seem a little intoxicated yourself.”

“I’m not leaving with anyone but you.” I stood my ground.

“I’ll take her.” Cam put his cup down.

“No.” Austin said like he would never in a million years let it happen.

“Fine. I’ll go with him. But I do prefer you.”

“No, no, no. Caitlin go find Rachel right now. The guys brought me here and they aren’t leaving yet.”

“How about we start a new game, and whoever wins brings Caitlin home.” Zach said from across the table.

“Fine auction me off I could care less.” I said throw my arms up and sitting on a bench on the porch. “I’m going back inside.”

“No, stay out here.” Austin grabbed my arm.

“I’m cold.” I said sarcastically with a smile. I ripped my arm away and walked back inside.

Hey…Why not have another drink? Or a few?

“Caitlin!”

I turned around and Rachel was walking over to me with a two drinks in her hands.

“I was looking for you!” She yelled and handed me the cup.

“Bottoms up!” I yelled over the music.

*** 

The song Swing was on and Rachel and I, plus the group of friendly guys and girls were all dancing with us. We were all drunk so it was pretty fun if you ask me.

“Caitlin!”

I didn’t stop dancing but I looked up.

It was Austin. Sh*t. I’m in trouble.

His eyes were dark, and he looked angry. Well, you know what? I’m mad at you too Austin.

So I looked away and continued dancing, only to be pulled out of the circle by Rachel. Luckily she pulled to the opposite side, from where Austin was standing.