I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing right in my ear.
I wasn't familiar with the number.
"Hello?" I groaned.
"Ariana" Austin's voice echoed.
"What are you calling me for?" I groaned.
"Malcolm and I are kind of in need of your- uh- help" he said.
"Why" I mumbled.
"We're kind of, in jail" he said.
"What" I said, shooting wide awake. "For what? Austin we start our shows again next week" I yelled.
"I know, I know, could you just, come bale us out" he pleaded.
"I don't have a choice do I?" I said.
"No, but don't tell scooter" he begged.
"Whatever Austin" I groaned and hung up the phone. I sluggishly got out of bed and grabbed my purse. I called an Uber and made my way to the nearest station. I walked in, and saw Austin and Malcolm sitting on a bunch right outside of a cell. They were both cuffed and both a little bruised and bloody. I walked up to the front desk and asked for the bail information.
I paid the amount and walked over to the boys with a cop by my side. He uncuffed them, gave them their belongings back and we walked out to the Uber.
The Uber drove us back to the bus and we all piled on.
"So what happened?" I asked, crossing my arms. They were both sitting on the couch and I felt like a mom.
"Well, first and most importantly, my lambo is totaled" Malcolm said. Austin nodded.
"What" I said, looking at them both confused.
"Yeah, someone ran a light and side us from the side, we flipped like 8 times" Malcolm explained.
"That doesn't explain why you were in jail" I said.
"We were in jail for driving intoxicated, and we sort of got into an alteration at the club" Austin said.
"Alteration?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, these guys" Austin mumbled.
"Austin you know it's going to be in the news, scooter is going to find out, and Malcolm, I thought you were more responsible than that" I said disappointed. They both leaned their head back on the couch and sighed.
"Goodnight" I mumbled and walked into my room. Shortly after, I was joined by Austin.
"I'm sorry" he said, taking a seat on the end of my bed.
"I just don't understand why you would do that Austin, what if I didn't wake up to the phone call" I said sternly.
"I know" he groaned and lied back on my bed. I looked at his cut up face.
"Why wouldn't they take you to the hospital" I said looking carefully at the cuts all over. He shrugged his shoulder.
"Well I hope there's not glass in those" I said.
"Me too" he chuckled.
"Stay here" I mumbled and got out of bed. I went to the bathroom and got a warm cloth and wound care things. Malcolm was already asleep. I walked back to the room and set the stuff down on the bed next to Austin. I climbed on top if him. I straddled his waist and he placed his hands on my thighs. I gently pressed the warm cloth to one of the major cuts on his face and he winced his face.
"Don't move" I whispered.
"It fucking hurts" he chuckled. I laughed and patted his wound. I put an antibacterial cream type of thing on it and sealed it with a bandaid. I did the same thing for the rest of the bad cuts.
"You're beautiful" he said, pushed my hair behind my ear. I lied my head on his chest and he ran his fingers through my hair until we both fell asleep.
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