Back to December (Austin Mahone)

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Austins POV

"Mal. We are here." I whispered shaking her lightly. I heard the song Don't like blast through the earbuds. I giggled to myself, on how cute she was. If you took one quick look at her, she does not look like the type of person to listen to rap, she looks more like a Taylor Swift person or Justin Bieber.

She sluggishly stepped out the car and walked around to the back if the car. I handed her the pink and black bags that she brought. Then each of the boys had red and black bags.

We started to walk to the airport, and since we were 30 minutes early we weren't in a big rush to get to our location.

Mallory followed me. Then, when i sat down I patted the empty cushioned seat beside me, for her to sit by me. I couldn't help but to notice her white flushed face and her fittling with her fingers.

"Have you ever flew in a plane?" I asked, watching her rub her hands on the top of ger thighs back and forth.

"Nope." She said nervously.

"Hey, there's nothing to worry about. I promise." I honestly told her playing with her silk like hair.

"Austin, have you seen the horror movies about planes?" She smiled back. "Snakes on a plane, final destination, flightplan, or airborne?" She kept going think of all the bad possibilities. "They haven't even found Amelia Airhart."

I laughed, until a female with short blonde hair, and a boy with brown hair stood before Mallory and I. "You're Austin Mahone and Mallory Tyson" they asked.

"Yes. We are."

"We are huge fans." The first call to out plane buzzed. "Sorry, that's us." I told them.

"We just have one question." They stated walking beside us.

I nodded for them to go ahead and ask. "Umm... are you and Mallory dating?" They asked, probably waiting to put this on a blog somewhere.

I wanted to say yes, but "no, we are just friends." Came out my mouth.

Mallorys POV

Just friends? He said "just friends." I mean i knew we weren't official, but I thought we were more than friends. Wow, this day just keeps getting better.

I tried to hold my feelings back. It's not like i would have cried or anything, but I'm pretty sure my facial expressions explained everything. I bit my lip.

I kept walking, taking a deep breath before stepping onto the plane. "Hey, you can have the window seat, if you want it." Austin suggested.

I nodded sliding to the furtherest seat quietly. I had the window seat, I'm not too sure if that's a good thing for first timers or not. I was hyperventilating and panting; the only things that went through my head were You're going to crash. You're going to crash, and they're is nothing you will be able to do about it.

Austin on the otherhand was already asking for peanuts and water. He was used to the smell of fresh body oder, beef and strangely- banana pops. He was also used to that hysterical crys of children and the punk kid kicking the seats. I wasn't.

Alex, Robert, and Zach sat in the 3 chairs infront of us, then beside Austin slept an old grumpy man, whom seemed to be in a deep sleep only after ten minutes. He drooled and snored. It sounded like his beer gut and his nostrils were having an intensive argument. He'd snore, then his large stomach would growl like he hasn't ate in days.

The flight attendant was ranting about something. What exactly, i have no clue. I was too busy drowning in my thoughts.

I still couldn't believe Austin said we were strictly just friends. Have the past month and a half even existed? Whatever. I don't even care. Im on a plane. Boys are the least of my problems.

The plane started and I was already feeling sick to my stomach. I just need to go back to sleep. I tried, but Austin tapped me on the shoulder.

"You're going back to sleep?" He raised his eyebrows as if I've been sleeping all day.

"No. I just'-"

He cut me off, after realizing I had nothing to say. "First plane ride is always the worst." He grinned with his sweet smile, pulling me back in to his "trap "

"I guess." I reminded myself over and over im mad at him.

"You're not talkative, today. Anything wrong?" He questioned, reading ever bit of body language written upon me.

"Wrong." I repeated sticking my bottom lio out a little further than usual and raised my eyebrows, whike shaking my head.

"Okay. Something is up." What is this boy? Sherlock Holmes? Nancy Drew? He always knew if something is up, he always knew what to say to also. He turned his body facing me so that I knew he was engaged to the conversation.

I was going to say a simple no, but intead the words "You told those kids we were just friends. " I bit my lip, and lost eye contact with the boy who I haven't stopped thinking about.

I could tell that many things were going through his head, Icould see the wheels turning. "We are just friends." He answered.

My heart dropped and I sucked in my cheekes "So you've just been leading me on this whole time. You told me you loved me." I tried to understand looking at my hands rub each other frantically.

"We are just friends Mal." He paused lifting my chin up with his curved index finger, " But that doesn't mean I don't want to be more. " he paused once more. "I was going to ask you to be my girlfriend somewhere romantic." He threw his left arm up, like he should be given props.

He matted his cold fingers in my thick wavy hair. "So since you're so inpatient." He said trying to tease me. He knew it drove me crazy when he made me wait, and not in a good way. "Mallory Tyson, Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked as they do for a proposal.

I smiled "Yes." Then he quickly pushed his lips on mine.

"Excuse me, no PDA on the USA Airway planes." A masculine voice mocked in front of us.

We both smiled, looking up from the kiss. "Dude. I thought you were going to wait until somewhere special?" Alex asked turning around from the front seat.

Austin just rolled his eyes and took out his earbuds; he gave one earbud to me and he kept the other one to himself.

Austin flipped songs mostly by Chris Brown, Drake, Michael Jackson and T-Pain. He soon fell asleep, which left me nothing to do, because i was not sleepy at all and even if i way there was no way I could sleep on this plane or any plane period.

Im just ready to get off this miserable air craft.