Back to December (Austin Mahone)

7

Mallory's POV

"Good morning gorgeous." I heard a hoarse voice say.

I opened my eyes slowly to Austin hovering over me smiling. "What time is it?" I asked closing my eyes again.

" Six-thirty."

I wondered why he would wake me up so early. We didn't have to leave for the airport until two. "Why are you waking me up?" I groaned.

"I want to go get breakfast, and then maybe do something afterwards. This is our last day in Miami, until next month."

I sat up rubbing my eyes and dreaded to the bathroom. I shut the door behind me, so I could take care of my business and then brush my teeth.

I walked out, not in a rush. I was very sleepy, I usually go to sleep around 10 or 11. I started to put on the clothes I laid out, yesterday. I put on my gray Coca-Cola muscle T-shirt, then skinny jeans and my favorite black pair of vans. I didn't do anything to my hair, but brush it, because it had a natural wave and it look decent today.

I was taking one last look in my full length mirror. Austin snuck up behind me and grabbed my waist, "You beautiful." He whispered in my ear. "Are you ready?"

I nodded. Austin smiled a lead me through the house and into his car. Austin was dresses in black ripped pants. Just like me he also wore a muscle T, except he wore one with comic book words such as Pow, Blam, Kapow, and Zap. He always had the coolest shoes; this time he had black shoes with red soles. And don't forget his snapback; he can't go anywhere without a hat.

Austin drove out my driveway, not telling me where we were going, Austin had a thing for surprises.

My cell phone started vibrating like I looked at the caller ID, it was Troy trying to call me, again. He really wants to hang out, he's been calling and texting me non-stop. I just hung up. I didn't want Austin to think anything was going on between Troy and me.

"Who was that?" Austin asked, keeping his eyes on the road. Austin is a serious driver; he never text and drives, And follows each and every laws and road sign.

"It's nobody." I lied.

"So are you excited for the tour?" Austin asked taking a quick glance at me to smirk.

"Yeah, very! I get to see places other than Georgia, and Florida." I joked. "It's your tour, how do you feel about it?"

"I love meeting my fans and traveling the world. And you coming with me, makes it even better." He flirted, until we pulled up in Denny's, which was also a bowling alley.

I started reached for door handle, until I was interrupted by Austin telling me to stop, because he wanted to opened the door for me. He always wanted to be the gentleman, or the man I'm charge, which I didn't mind at all. I am extremely awkward around people, so it helps when Austin does stuff like that.

He opened the door and helped me out, I moved my lips saying thank you. We sat at a red booth, we sat side by side. I was holding Austin's right hand with my left hand, while my right hand was on top of his, so his hand was I'm the middle of my two warm hands.

"Okay, what do you two love-birds want this morning" an old heavy set lady appeared in an apron, the ones you see in movies.

"We'll take two Belgian Waffle Slams, please." Austin ordered, knowing exactly what I wanted. Although, I'd probably just give Austin my eggs, because I'm not all that hungry in the mornings.

"So what are we going to do?" I asked taking a sip of the water in ordered.

"I was thinking bowling." He smirked, knowing how bad I was at bowling. It's fun, but I stunk, very bad.