Sing For Me (Austin Mahone)

Sing For Me (Austin Mahone)

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Sprawled on my bed, the both of us laid silently beside each other. "Why do you sing?" Austin asked me, whispering into my ear. His eyes bored into my soul as they slowly became glossy. I searched in the depths of his hazel-green irises looking for the reason for his sudden question. No one has ever really asked me this before, but as if it was an impulse- I knew my answer. But what was his? "Why do YOU sing..?" I said back, answering his question with another question. He smiled at my comeback and delicately touched my chin, "I sing because.. people haven't always been there for me.. but music always has," "You totally stole that from Taylor Swift you bum, but.." I giggled silently at him. The words lingering in my thoughts suddenly slipped from my lips, "but who do you sing for Austin?" His facial structure switched from goofy to serious instantly. The long silence echoed in my dorm room. "I sing for my dad..." he mumbled as tears reached the brim of his eyes, "and now- I sing for you." His eyes slowly flickered from mine to my lips as he gradually leaned in. "I sing for you too Austin," I beamed before I locked my lips with his. * * * * Meet Amberelle Walker; aspiring singer, long-boarder and surfer. She's sarcastic, stubborn, talented and confident. Meet Austin Mahone; famous singer, song-writer and guitarist. To the public, he comes of as sweet, polite and charming; but in reality he's obnoxious, impulsive, rude and sly. When Amberelle travels all the way from Australia to America just to attend The Academy of Miami- a school of the stars- both Austin and Amberelle immediately cross-heads. Though they are complete opposites, they have one thing that could possibly bring them together- singing. Can one small similarity change the thoughts and feelings of two completely different people? What can you do when hate slowly turns into love? All Rights Reserved. © thesafesthaven 2013
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"That is not clothing, it's not even underwear," he says, his voice strained. "No, but it is very provocative don't you think?" she says - her voice sultry. She watches as Austin's jaw clenches in his annoyance as he keeps his eyes trained on the wall across the room and away from her. "I will stay. Get dressed," he mumbles eventually - he looks like he is in pain. "Oh, ok, but only if you insist," Angel says turning toward her dressing room. "I am going home to repack my bags, I will be back later this evening," Austin says and Angel spins around. "I am coming with you!" "No. I will be back later." "Well then don't bother letting me know when you are back - I will be busy having fun." "My men will not let you leave." Austin is now looking at her, making sure to keep his eyes firmly on hers. He is so stubborn. Angel steps forward and takes his hand placing it on her side then leaning into him. "I don't need to leave this house to have a little fun, Austin...with all these men around it's like a buffet," she whispers letting her wet tongue dance over her lips slowly. He has not moved his hand and his penetrating blue-eyed stare cuts right through her. But, she has the upper hand right now - she can tell by the way he swallows thickly. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Angel Knite is a singer, a rockstar and she has the world captivated. She also has a stalker that at first she had simply chosen to ignore, but he has ramped up his efforts to get to her so her sweet little manager has found someone sure to keep her safe - the only problem is her new bodyguard and her mix like oil and water. While she is carefree, reckless, and loud her new bodyguard is nothing but stiff, broody and is easily annoyed by her whimsical ways.

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