We walked out of the completely empty restaurant. They stayed open an extra hour so Austin and I could go in without any interruptions. We took a few photos with the staff and made our way out to Austin's car. On the way home, we blared the music and sang along to every song. Austin had a new Rolls Royce that he was extremely proud of, and I can't even act like it wasn't beautiful. I looked down at my dress, which I was extremely uncomfortable in, it was so tight, especially after eating. Everything was going completely great. Just singing at the top of our lungs, probably damaging our vocal chords. Until we were crossing an intersection and boom. The car starts flying through the air and spinning. Everything happened so quickly, I wasn't even sure what exactly happened. The car landed back onto the street and slid off the road. There was loud screeching but eventually the car stopped once it hit the grass. I had my arms above my head, covering it so I did not hit or get hit. I looked over at Austin who was trying to push the airbag out of his face. I looked around at the car, his side was completely dented in, my side was fine for the most part, except the window was shattered. We both climbed out of the car and I walked around to Austin's side. His hands were in his hair. "Wow" I said, looking at it wide eyed. "Yeah, my $100,000 dollar car" he chuckled. "Are you laughing?" I said, looking at him confused. He smiled and looked at me. "Yeah, look at it" he said laughing. "Why are you laughing?" I yelled. "Oh I'm sorry" he said and walked over to me. He grabbed my head in his hands. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asked, examining my face. "Austin, I'm fine" I said. "Are you sure?" He said and started kissing my forehead and cheeks repeatedly. I chuckled and pushed him away. "Yes Austin" I said with a smile. "Let's take a picture" he said, pulling his phone out. "A picture?" I asked. He nodded. "Excuse me, sir" he said running up to a man who was walking down the sidewalk. "Do you think you could take a picture of us in front of my car" Austin said. The man nodded, took the phone, then looked at the car. He looked at us like we were crazy but took the photo anyway.
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"Really, I'm fine, you don't need to keep doing these tests" I said to the nurse. "It's routine" she said with a smile. I sighed and looked over at Austin who was in the bed next to me. We had been here for 3 hours getting x rays and everything. Suddenly, scooter and Dre barged through the doors. "What the hell happened?" Scooter yelled. I looked over at Austin and we both started laughing. Scooter and Dre both looked extremely confused. "Someone hit my car" Austin spoke up. "You know, while we were in it" he said. "Maybe you should be more careful driving" scooter said and rushed to my side. "He didn't do anything wrong" I said to scooter. "Ariana you're in the hospital-" "Yeah, but so is he, it wasn't his fault" I said sternly. "Knock knock" the doctor said then walked in. "so good news, Ariana only has a mild concussion, just take it easy for the next two weeks and everything should end be fine" she smiled. "Thank god" scooter sighed in relief. "And Austin, you have a severe concussion, I'm actually amazed that you aren't experiencing memory loss" she said in shock. "And as for your side, we do need to remove glass particles from it, it's nothing serious, we should want to remove them now just so there's no chances of further issues later on" she said. Austin nodded. She set her clip board down and washed her hands. He turned over on his side and lowered his blanket, revealing many tattoos that I didn't know he had. "Can I watch?" I said to the doctor. She laughed. "Usually, people ask to watch cyst or lymphoma removals, never glass removal" she chuckled and put a pair of gloves on. "But sure, if you'd like" she smiled. I got off of the bed and took a seat in the chair next to him. I rested my hands on the side of the bed and watched closely. "You're weird" he chuckled. "So I'm just going to numb the area first" she said. As she stuck the needle in his body, he crinkled his face in all directions. He had a pretty large gash in his side. He placed his hand on mine and I looked down at it. "I'm going to squeeze you when it hurts, so you know how it feels" he said and interlocked our fingers. "You just want an excuse to hold my hand" I chuckled. "We'll see about that" he said. The doctor started pulling out shards of glass and placing them on the tray next to her. "So gross" I whispered. "You're not helping" he whispered to me. I looked down and laughed. *** "There is never anything to watch on these tv's" Austin groaned, flipping through the channels. Today was the last day we needed to be in the hospital, but scooter and Dre weren't here yet. It was only 9. "Put on TMZ, I bet we're on" I said. He laughed and put it on. They talked about the accident briefly but then quickly moved on. "Speaking of Post Malone, 17 year old Hannah Reed, claims to be the soon to be mother of Post Malone's child" the tv chimed. I looked over at Austin who stared at the tv, his jaw dropped. "That's right, she claims she went to one Ariana Grandes concerts, on his birthday, where she claims he invited her back to the tour bus for his party" the tv said and showed a picture of a pregnant girl. I cleared my throat and looked over at Austin. "Austin" I said quietly. "There is no way, that's not even possible" he said. "Austin even if you're careful it's possible, but if you-" I started. "No, I'm telling you, it's not possible, I've never seen that girl in my life, the girl I was with on my birthday was my ex" he said loudly. "Your ex?" I asked. He looked over at me and nodded. "She's 20" he said. "Further testing is going to be done, but if he's proven to be the father of this child, it would be deemed as statutory rape, being that he was twenty one and she was only sixteen" the woman said. "This is bullshit" he said. "Just clear things up" I told him. "It's not that simple" he said, shaking his head. "How do you know?" I asked. "I don't, but I don't think rape accusations are easy to get rid of" he chuckled. Scooter and Dre once again bursted through the doors. "Have you seen this Austin?" Dre yelled. "Yes" he groaned. "It's not true" he said. We both got out of bed and began putting our clothes on. "Then you need to clear that up at your interview tomorrow" Dre said sternly. "Noted" Austin mumbled, as he winced in pain, trying to pull his pants up. He removed his dressing so he was shirtless, and just wearing his sweatpants. Scooter and Dre just watched him struggle, so I walked over to him and grabbed his shirt off the chair. "Here" I said, handing him his shirt so he didn't have to bend down. "Thanks" he said and threw it over his head. I pulled the bottom of his shirt down for him. He walked out of the room and I turned to Dre and Scooter who were staring at me. "we'll neither of you were helping him" I spat and walked out of the room. **
