“Everyone’s gone…”

I looked up to see Austin shutting the door of the back lounge, with a sly smirk on his face. I watched as he pushed his finger down on the lock, locking the door.

“What are you talking about?” I asked as he made his way over to where I was sitting on the couch and fell onto the cushions next to me.

“Everyone left!” He said looking down at his phone, scrolling idly through Twitter.

“Where’d they go?” I asked turning my attention back to my own Twitter newsfeed.

He shrugged, “Out to eat I think…”

“So why’d you lock the door?” I asked. He chose not to answer and I rolled my eyes as I got a notification on my phone.

@austincarlile: @RaeJones just farted and it smells awful…

“You’re such a dick!” I said with a laugh giving his shoulder a little kick causing him to giggle.

@RaeJones: @austincarlile First of all, no I didn’t! And second of all, your bunk smells like something died in it so you can’t talk…

“Look what you started!” I said as my mentions started blowing up with fans replying to our tweets.

“I didn’t start anything!” He said with a laugh.

@austincarlile: @RaeJones What were you doing in my bunk, Miss Jones? (;

“Austin!” I said kicking him again as he giggled.

@RaeJones: @austincarlile I could smell it walking by, I didn’t have to go into it, Mr. Carlile. Stop flattering yourself

@RaeJones: @austincarlile Oh, and good job, this is probably already all over tumblr

“Already getting buckets of hate from the fangirls…” I said with a roll of my eyes exiting the Twitter app and placing my phone down. “Thanks…”

“One more!” He said smiling as he began typing. My phone lit up a moment later and I grabbed it, sliding my finger to read his latest tweet.

@austincarlile: Stop sending hate to @RaeJones, she’s my best friend and I adore her. You guys should too!

“Thanks….” I said laughing and placing my phone down again.

“It’s true though.” He said with a sigh sitting up more and placing his hand on my knee. “I do adore you…”

“Stop it!” I said giggling and attempting to push him away with my foot. But he was much more forceful than I was and crawled his way on top of me, smiling before pushing his lips against mine. He dragged his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I opened my mouth a little wider, allowing him to kiss me deeper and more passionately.

His right hand slowly made its way down my side, finding the waist band of my pajama shorts and carefully tracing against my skin. I let out a small whimper and I could feel him smile into the kiss, knowing he was going to get what he wanted.

My hands found his hips and I slowly slid my hands up his stomach, dragging his shirt up. He allowed me to pull it over his head in one swift movement before his lips came crashing back down to my collar bone, making me cry out. He slid my shorts down, with a bit of my help, and rubbed against me hard with his thumb.

“Austinn…” I moaned running my fingers through his hair and tugging a bit.

He tugged on the hem of my shirt, signaling for me to take it off. I obliged, practically ripping it off, followed closely by my bra. I laid back down on the couch as he kissed his way down my bare stomach, placing one kiss on my clitoris. He sat up looking down on me with a lusty smile as he worked at his belt quickly pulling his pants down. Positioning himself he lowered his body closely to mine, and pushed into me hard.

I moaned out, raking my hands down his back as he thrust into me again. He looked down into my eyes for a moment before kissing me hard, not moving his pelvis, the feeling of him inside me drove me nuts and I started moving my hips hoping to get him moving again. I moaned into his mouth, begging for him to do something but he didn’t move. He just kept kissing me.

“Fuck me…” I mumbled into his ear and I saw his lusty smile right before he began thrusting again.

We finished at the same time, moments later and he fell next to me breathing heavily, pulling me as close to his body as he could. He placed a kiss on my temple that brought a smile to my lips. We laid in silence, both of us just thinking for a few moments before Austin started giggling.

“What?” I said with a laugh of my own.

“Nothing…” He said with a giggle.

“Tell me!” I said turning to face him.

“You’re just really sexy, especially when you say dirty things...” He admitted kissing me again before getting up.

“Thanks…” I said rolling my eyes and watching as he looked in the mirror at his back.

“Raegan! Look what you did to my fucking back!” He said turning to show me the red, angry scratch marks that made their way down his shoulder blades.

I shrugged with a giggle before sitting up and putting my bra back on.

He shook his head looking at me, before pulling his pants back up and belted them.

“Can I ask you something?” I asked making him look up at me briefly.

“Yeah?” He said with a smile.

Sighing, and raking a hand through my hair I said, “What are we?”

“What do you mean?” He asked tossing me my shorts and underwear which I slid on.

“Like…are we back together?”

“No!” He said pulling his shirt back over his head.

“What do you mean, ‘no’?” I said suddenly feeling anger course through my body.

“I mean, no, we’re not back together…” He said flatly.

“Well when are we going to be?” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t know, Rae?” His voice was laced with aggravation. “Why are you asking so many questions?”

“Because Austin!” I said standing up and throwing a pillow at him. “You can’t give me any fucking answers! From the day I met you, you’ve had this weird hesitation about everything! You can’t keep fucking me and telling me you love me and not make things official again!”

“Well, how do I know you’re really off the drugs, Rae? Huh?”

“That’s what this is about?” I screamed. “Are you fucking kidding me Austin? Before I went to rehab I had been clean for almost a month. Now I’m three months clean. That’s in the past. Why can’t you leave it there?”

“You left me in Australia!” He yelled back and I stopped in my tracks. I picked my shirt up from the couch and put it on hastily.

“I’m done, Austin.” I spat at him. I grabbed my phone and made my way over to the door, unlocking it and yanking it open. I made it to my bunk and started riffling things in my bag.

“Where are you going?” He asked following me.

“I’m going as far away from you as fucking possible.” I said with a laugh throwing everything into my little backpack.

“What are you going to run back to Alex and Jack as usual?”

“Yes, Austin! Yes.” I said turning again to face him. “That’s where I’m going. Because they’ve been the only people on this entire fucking planet who have ever given enough of a damn about me to actually help me through the bull shit in life. And I was stupid enough to think you could do that for me too.”

I turned my attention back to my stuff as he stood there watching me for a minute. “So that’s it then? We’re done.”

“You made your bed, lie in it…” I said with a shrug.

“How is this my fault?” He scoffed.

“How is this not your fault, Austin? How is this not your fucking fault? I gave you a second chance when you fucked things up between us on Warped last summer! Why the fuck can’t you give me a second chance? How the fuck is that fair? I gave up my entire fucking life for you! I went to rehab for you! And you still don’t fucking want me!”

“Woah, woah, woah, woah, what the fuck did we just walk into?”

I turned to see Alan, Tino, Aaron, Phil, Jared, Wally, and the rest of the guys watching us with looks of horror on their face. It was then that I realized there were tears falling down my face.

“I guess Gielle was right…” I said throwing my bag over my shoulder and turning to face him one last time. “I wish your fans could see how much of a shitty person you really can be…”

His eyes had turned a deeper shade of brown than I had ever seen as the words left my mouth, his eyes brimming with tears. He hung his head low and I couldn't help but feel happy I had finally caused him the same pain he had caused me.

The guys parted, letting me walk off the bus and out of their lives. I made it outside and quickly looked up a cab company dialing the number. I kept walking trying to get as far from the bus as I physically could. As I got off the phone with the company, hands gripped my shoulders and turned my body around. I fell into their chest bawling and clinging to their leather jacket. I didn’t have to look to know it was Alan.

“Shhh….” He said rocking me slightly. “Shhhh….”

“I fucking hate him so fucking much!” I sobbed.

“Stop, stop, stop, stop…” Alan murmured in my ear. “What happened?”

“He just doesn’t want to be with me!” I said pulling back to look at him. “I’ve done everything to be with him. I’ve worked my ass off to change my entire fucking life for him and he’s pushed me farther and farther away…”

“Rae, look, I don’t know what’s going on in his head… I really don’t. But I do know he does love you.”

“Funny joke…” I mumbled wiping my eyes.
The cab pulled up and I sniffled as Alan pulled me in for another hug. “Where are you going?”

“Flying to Baltimore…” I shrugged.

“Okay,” Alan said smiling sadly at me. He helped me get my bags into the car and gave me some money for the fare, which I fought him against, but he insisted. “Text me, please, so I know you’re okay?”

“Of course. Please tell everyone, I’m sorry they had to see that…” I said giving him one last hug.
He nodded as I climbed into the cab and he stood and watched as I drove away.
I checked my phone, hoping to see some sort of text from Austin begging me to come back, saying he was sorry. But there was nothing. I pulled up Twitter, assuming that he had Tweeted something, that I had been right about.

@austincarlile: I’ll eat your heart, I’m a fucking monster.

I sat back in the cab seat, silent tears streaming down my face as my head lolled to the side and I stared at the passing scenery.

Notes

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