"Rape Allegations against Post Malone still stand even though he completely denied it during his latest interview, further testing will be conducted "That's it, my career is over" Austin said, placing his hands between his head. "Hey, no it's not" I said taking a seat next to him and rubbing his back. He nodded. "It is" he groaned. "Look, all they have to do is do the paternity test and they'll see that it's not yours" I said. He laid his head down on my legs and looked up at me. "You're beautiful" he said, caressing my cheek with the back of his hand. I smiled down at him and ran my fingers through his hair. "Let's go do something" he said with a bright smile. "Like what?" I chuckled. He thought for a minute. "Lunch" he said. "Austin I don't feel like getting dressed and-" "Then don't" he said cutting me off, "we can go to some, trash diner in town" he smiled. I smiled back at him and kissed him. "I'm so down"
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"No way" I said laughing. "I swear to god, I was in an actual heavy metal band before this" he said laughing. I laughed even harder and sunk into my seat. "What you don't think I'm heavy metal material?" He asked. I shook my head vigorously. "Absolutely not" I said. "Oh hey guys" a familiar voice said approaching us. I looked up to see my backup dancer standing before us. "Oh hi Ricky" I said excitedly. "Please, sit down" I said scooting over so he could fit. I looked over at Austin who was staring deep into rickys soul, he looked nervous, but also angry. "So um- what brings you here?" I asked, looking back and forth from Ricky to Austin. "Oh nothing really, just getting take out" he said. "Awesome, you can go now" Austin said motioning for him to leave. "Austin" I whispered sternly. He looked back at me then back at Ricky. "You know Austin, you've always been a real dick to me, even before the tour" Ricky said. "Oh no, that's just how he is" I said assuring Ricky. "And as far as I can remember, he didn't treat you so well either" Ricky said, starting to get loud. "Just go Ricky" Austin mumbled. "No, I'm not going to go, not yet" he started. "Ricky just say what you want to say then" I groaned. I looked over at Austin who was looking at Ricky, shaking his head. "Austin's just mad because he knows damn well, he doesn't deserve you" Ricky said pointing at Austin. "What's the evening supposed to mean?" I spat. "Don't do this Ricky" Austin said sternly, still not breaking eye contact with Ricky. "Austin how long did you think you could keep up this scheme?" Ricky asked. Austin cleared his throat and nervously stood up. "Could we talk somewhere, more private" he mumbled to Ricky, facing away from me. "Nah, take a seat, I think she has a right tonight what the fundamentals of your relationship are based off of right?" Ricky said. "What are you talking about?" I asked quietly. "Well" Ricky smiled and sat down next to me. "I'm surprised Justin didn't tell you, but I'm even more surprised that Austin kept the scheme going, since you're not getting anything out of it" he facing to Austin. "Ricky, please don't" Austin said quietly and shook his head. "Way back on tour, Austin made a bet with Justin" Ricky said. I looked at him confused. "And the bet was, that Austin could fuck you before the tour was over" Ricky said, looking directly at Austin. Austin threw his head into his hands and I looked at him. I could feel the tears pulling at my eyes. "Is that true?" I asked. "If he was successful, Austin pocketed two grand" Ricky said with a smile. "And it seems like he was, weren't you Austin?" Ricky said. "Fuck you" he hissed at Ricky. "I'll leave you two to talk" Ricky smiled and walked away. Austin hesitantly looked up at me. "Ariana" he said quietly. "So it is true" I said, a single tear falling from my eye. "Ariana it was before everything, it was when-" he started but I didn't care to listen. I stood up and made my way towards the door. He followed me outside, calling for me but ignored him. I quickly caught a taxi before he could talk to me and went home. ** I sat on my balcony, with a bottle in one hand and my head resting on the other. This was my second bottle since I got home an hour ago. "I figured you'd be out here" Austin's voice spoke behind me. "Go away"' I said, without turning around to acknowledge him. He sighed and took a seat on the chair in front of me. "We need to talk" he sighed. "We don't need to talk about shit" I slurred. He raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "You're drunk" he said. I stood up, wobbled for a moment but gained my balance. "You're drunk" I said, sticking a finger in his face. He stood up and pushed my finger down. "No, but I could be" he smiled. I rolled my eyes and walked away. He followed me into the kitchen. "Please forgive me" he pleaded from behind me. "No, I hate you" I said. "Ouch, I haven't heard those words in while" he said, stepping close to me. I reached beside me and grabbed a different bottle. He snatched it out of my hands and put it high up where I couldn't reach it. "Please talk to me" he said. "No Austin" I yelled and pushed him a good 5 feet back and away from me. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I knew he didn't like if I pushed him. He didn't like any type of aggressive touch from me. "Ariana, it was before we got serious" yelled at me. "I don't care you don't just do that" I yelled, directly in his face. He took a deep breath, grabbed the bottle I had tried for a took a large drink, he swallowed at least 7 times. "Jesus, we literally hated each other" he yelled louder. I flinched at the sound of his voice echoing off the walls. "Seriously, we did fucked up shit to each other all of the time" he yelled once again, and took another drink. "But to bet money on me Austin" I said, tears falling from my eyes. "That's horrible, that's not okay, that's wrong, it's disgusting" I screamed back at him. He finished off the bottle and threw it on the floor behind him. He was clearly drunk now, he just drank a bottle of straight liquor. "I told you I'm sorry, what the fuck do you want me to say?" He yelled. "Austin just get out" I yelled and shoved him once again. He grabbed my shoulders this time and pushed me against a wall. "Stop pushing me, Ariana" he yelled. I was full out sobbing now, on the other hand he was angry, and that's it. No sadness, he didn't care. Or it seemed like that anyway. "Just go" I cried. He sighed, but didn't loosen his grip around my shoulders, and didn't budge my position of being pinned against the wall. "No, not until we talk through this" he said, more calmly. "I don't want to talk to you, I'm done" I said through sniffles. "You're done? With what?" He asked. "You" I said quietly. "Shut up, no you're not" he yelled. "You only had sex with me because you were getting money out of it, I want nothing to do with you" I mumbled. "Baby I told you that was way before everything" he said breathing heavily. He finally let go of my shoulders and took a step back. "We did shit to piss each other off, and I knew it would piss you off so that's why I did it, but you weren't supposed to find out this long afterwards" he said. I wasn't sure what came over me, but I completely blacked out for a moment and had no control over my body. I raised my hand and slapped his cheek as hard as I could, but the second I hit his face I was immediately snatched up by someone. I turned to see scooter pulling me back. I hadn't even noticed him come in. Dre ran in and stood in front of Austin, facing me. Dre wasn't worried that Austin would hit me. Austin had his hand placed on his cheek and he just stared at me. "Make him fucking leave" I yelled at scooter. Austin nodded and walked towards the door with Dre. "Oh and by the way" he said stopping at the door. "I cheated on you with Demi"
