Austin Mahone saved me...

Are you sure about that?

Austin's P.O.V

Today was the day my Dad left us. I had been two when he passed. I  slowly picked up the photo frame with the only picture I had of us in. If only he had stayed longer, we could have made memories and I could of at least known what it was like to have a dad. Every year on this day, my Mom would let me stay off school. We both liked to be alone on this day.

"Hunny, I am certain he is looking down on you and feeling so proud. We both are proud of how far you have come, our son is going to be star!" she sobbed.

I hated it when my Mom cried, it had been hard for her being a single Mom, but she had always looked after me.

"Why don't you go and visit him? You could put out some new flowers, you know, I would go myself but I would just start crying again..." she suggested.

I nodded my head. "Of course I will do that for you."

I didn't know why I hadn't yet broken down. My friends hated me and it was the anniversary of my Dads death. I gave my Mom another fake smile, trying to make her think I was happy before grabbing my car keys and heading towards the cemetery. The ride in the car was long and silent, I wasn't in the mood to listen to music today. I didn't even bother to turn my phone on. It wasn't like anyone would message me anyway...

Taking a deep breath, I slowly got out of my car. I dreaded going to the grave because I knew that I was going to break down. Every year I would start filling my Dad in on what he had missed, then I would just cry... Because he wasn't there to listen to me sing or watch me start my music career, or listen to my first music video on youtube. I just wished he was there to experience everything with me.

Finally, in front of me was the gravestone. 'In loving memory of Carter Mahone, a husband and a father'. I laid the bunch of flowers my Mom had picked out before I had left softly in front of the gravestone. I sat down on the floor and gave my Dad a reassuring smile; showing him I was okay.

"Hi Dad, I'm sorry I didn't come sooner, I have been busy with school and my music. I should have came..." A tear trickled down my cheek. "I just wish you were here with me, I wish I could tell you my problems and could get your advice. I definitely need girl advice, I'm just so confused at the moment. .."

Every year I would sit and speak to the gravestone. Some people would think it was stupid and would just feel as if I were speaking to myself. But I felt as if my Dad was listening, even though I wasn't getting a reply.

"Dad, you probably don't want me sitting here, crying like a little boy. You would probably tell me to suck it up and deal with it like a man, and I will do that. For you. I will leave you to do whatever people in heaven do and leave you in peace, I promise you I will come back soon." I whispered. "Bye Dad, I miss you..."

I smiled at the gravestone once more before rising and starting to shuffle off. I wouldn't look back at the patch of land my Dad was burried in because it would just make me a cry again. A twig snapping brought me back to reality. I spun round and scanned the area. Sat a few metres away on a wooden bench was the person I would have least expected to see. Callin.

"Did you follow me here?" I questioned.

"Not everything revolves around you, Mahone. It you really must fucking know, I am visiting someone!" she spat.

She acted as if I wasn't there, kneeling on the ground, placing a rose onto a stone. I began to turn away to leave, but I couldn't leave her here like this. I knew what it felt like to visit someone you love all alone. I made my way towards Callin and sat down next to her. The gravestone read, 'In memory of Esme and Daniel Constancio'. Callin turned to face me with a blank expression on her face.