We just finished our last show, I haven't heard much from Austin. Only from what on the news. I hear he's working a new album. I'm proud of him, but he hasn't even texted me since leaving two months ago.
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*** "Ready?" Scooter asked. I nodded and he opened the door to the car we were inside. We stepped out of the car and immediately bombarded by cameras flashing and people yelling my name. This was my second ever red carpet. After ten minutes of letting people take pictures, I looked to my right and about 10 feet away, Austin stood there and people were taking pictures of him. His hair was short, and he had tattoos littering his body. His arms and hands are full, and his face was even tattooed. He looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back at him and walked over to him. The people who were taking my pictures started yelling to come back, but they just followed me and joined with Austin's crowd. "Hi" I smiled. He smiled back. "Hi" he said. "How are you?" I asked. He smiled and pulled me in for a hug. I hugged him back and cameras flashed more quickly then ever. "I'm great, how are you?" He said quietly, close to my ear so I could hear him over the crowd yelling. I pulled away and smiled. "I'm great" I nodded.
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** Everyone took our seats, Austin was directly across from me in the aisle. I stood up and handed my things to my mom who was directly next to me. I walked out of my seat and started up the aisle but Austin grabbed my arm. I turned to him and he looked up at me. "Where you going?" He asked. "You can't leave you're giving me a great view" he smiled. I chuckled. "I am performing" I smiled. "Well hurry back" he said with a smile. I smiled at him and nodded. I walked down the aisle and made my way behind the stage. I got put into my dress with the help of many people, since it was extremely tight fitting.
I made my way off the stage and back to my seat. I couldn't move all that well, due to the fact that the dress was extremely tight fitting. As I walked down the aisle and got to my chair, Austin stood up and pulled me over to him. I know my brother and mother was staring at every mood made since they loved Austin so much. He pulled me in close and leaned down to my ear. The crowd was chattering while we waited for the stage to get set up before the awards. "Let me take you out tonight" he said. I looked up at him confused. "Take me out?" I asked, lifting an eyebrow. He confidently nodded. "I never thought of you as the romantic type" I smiled and slapped his chest playfully. He sighed. "I'm not, so don't get used to it, but think of it as dinner time catch up, just a casual dinner" he smiled. "Hm, and where will we be going" I asked with a smile. "Mamas you already know we're going to the Olive Garden" he said. I laughed and placed my hands on my hips. "Well I don't know if I can eat Olive Garden, this dress might bust open" I said. He looked down at my body and licked his lips. He leaned down to my ear once again. "You're going to take it off anyway so it doesn't matter" he said quietly, almost a whisper but his raspy voice peaked through. ** "So how was the rest of the tour?" He asked, taking a sip of his bud light. I sighed and looked down at my fingertips. "Disastrous" I mumbled. Austin chuckled. "What? Did you realize that I was actually the best support you could ever have?" He asked. I looked up at him and rolled my eyes. "Yes" I mumbled quietly. "What was that? I couldn't hear you" he said cupping his hand around his ear. I rolled my eyes and put my hands on the table. "Yes Austin, you were the best support I could have booked" I groaned. He smiled and nodded. "Every show the crowd would make me play one of your songs" I chuckled. "I saw, and I'm a bit worried that I have to worry about you being a better rapper than me" he said placing his hand on his chest, like he was offended. "Please, I made a fool of myself" I chuckled. "No, you should definitely put out a rap record" he said confidently. I scoffed. "Maybe one day when I'm a billionaire and I can afford for everyone to hate one of my songs" I said. "Aren't you already a billionaire?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. I snickered and shook my head. "I'm like, a thousandaire" I chuckled. He sat back in his seat and stared at me with a smile. "There's no way" he smiled and shook his head. I raised an eyebrow and took a deep breath. "I have a Chanel addiction" I started, earning a laugh from him. "And this dress alone was sixteen thousand" I said. He raised an eyebrow and looked at it. "Really?" He asked in disbelief. I nodded. "There's not much to it though?" He said. "Wha- it's- i- it's fashion" I groaned. "Hey, it looks great on you but I'm just saying, that's a lot to spend on a dress that doesn't even have much to it" he started and took another sip of his drink. "I mean, if I paid that much for a article of clothing, then that article of clothing better be making me dinner and breakfast the next morning" he said. I laughed. "You're so stupid" I chuckled. He shrugged his shoulders. "Oh I'm stupid?" He asked. I confidently nodded. He nodded and looked at me. "I guess you'll be getting naked for a stupid man then" he said. I raised an eyebrow and looked at him. "And what makes you so sure that I'll be getting naked for you" I asked, and took a sip of my wine. He bit his lip and leaned foreword. "Because- I already know that you want to" he said pointing at me. He took a deep breath. "You've been dying to take your clothes off for me all night" he said quietly. "Maybe you're wrong" I said and give him a smile. He shook his head vigorously. "I'm never wrong" he said confidently. "I know you want your clothes off, whether that means you strip for me or I take them off myself" he said confidently. I sighed and looked into his beautiful eyes. "And what if my clothes are staying on, cause I'm mad at you?" I asked. He chuckled. "How could you possibly be mad at me, you haven't even seen me" he said with a bright smile. "Yeah" I mumbled. "Or heard from you" he said quietly. "Oh I see" he said, nodding his head. "You see what?" I asked crossing my arms. "You like me" he said tapping my nose. I scoffed. "Don't get ahead of yourself pal" I said shaking my head. "You do, admit it" he said with a smile. "No, you like me" I said defensively. He forced out a laugh. "And what leads you to believe that?" He asked, still laughing. I thought for a moment. "Why else would you just so happen to be clung to my side every time I talked to another man? Or remember how Malcolm and I were planning a date? And you threw my phone across the room" I said leaning onto the table. His mouth was open in shock and his tongue was pressed to the side of his cheek, slightly pushing it out. He held that position for a moment, then leaned on the table, face to face to me, only a few inches away. "That don't mean shit" he said defensively. "Yes it does" I defended. "Just admit that you like me" he said. "No, you admit it" I said. "No, you" he said. "No, you" I said. And as soon as I finished my sentence, he placed his hand on the back of my head and pulled me into him, connecting his lips to mine. I slowly pulled away and made eye contact with him. "You're turn to admit it" he whispered against my lips. I smiled and reached leaned in the few centimeters between us and kissed his lips, once again.
