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.
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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?
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