Almost there.
I need your love, like a sister needs his brother's side - promise you won't cut again
When Aaron started so sang the last lines of Second & Sebring, I could feel the tears in my eyes.
"This is not, what it is only baby scars..." he sang into the microphone and I could see that my brother shortly looked at me again, before he closed his eyes, stretched one arm in the air and put his head in the neck. The whole crowd sang with Aaron and my brother.
"I need your love, like a sister needs his brother's side..." Aaron continued. The whole crowd stared. Wait what? But it actually goes I need your love, like a boy need his mother's side, right? I was confused. Did they mean me? Austin waved at me. I shooked my head.
"I can't go out." I said to Alex and he looked over to my brother, who waved again.
"I'll come with you." he said and he went on stage with me. I stared at the crowd, they stared back. I freezed and couldn't move.
"I need your love, like a sister needs his brother's side." Austin whispered into the microphone and came over to me. I thought I would get a panic attack again, but no. There was no panic attack. I smiled big.
"It's okay Alex, I have her." Austin said to the merch guy and he went back to the merch table. The whole crowd was smiling. A blonde girl in the first row waved at me and smiled. I smiled back.
"Sing with me Quinn." my brother said. I stared at him and shooked my head.
"No, I-I can't sing, Austin." I quietly answered. He shooked his head.
"I bet you can, sweatheart." He gave me courage and I slowly nodded. Aaron continued, but this time with the actual lyrics.
"This is not, what it is only baby scars..." he sang and Austin and I sang along with him.
"I need your love, like a boy needs his mother's side." my brother and I sang our souls out and I saw that he started to cry. I wrapped my arms around him and while this time, the lights went out.
"Stop crying, brother." I said and he dryed his eyes.
"Don't worry." he answered and the lights went back on.
"Okay guys! The show is over, make sure you grab your favorite merch at our merch table by Alex over there. We'll be there, too in a few minutes. Don't miss!" Austin yelled into the microphone and we all went back to the backstage area.
"I'll be at the merch table." I said, while the sweaty band walked in. It smells bad in the backstage area now. Austin nodded.
I walked to the merch table, back to Alex. I placed myself next to him and after a few seconds, the first girls walked up to us.
"Hey." I smiled at them. It was the blonde girl from the front row, who smiled at me.
"I know you. You were in the first row." I recognized. She nodded.
"Yes." she answered.
"So, what do you want?" I asked her and she viewed the selection of our merch. She pointed onto that Squidgy shirt.
"This! In small." she said happy.
"Okay, 15$ please." I answered and took the money from her. It was 20$.
"Keep the change." she smiled and I nodded friendly.
"Thank you, lovely." I thanked and gave her the shirt.
"Uhm, can I take a picture with you, Quinn?" she asked shyly. I wondered myself, but I nodded after a few seconds.
"Yeah, sure." I answered and took the picture with her.
"You get famous." Alex laughed and Austin walked up to us. He saw that I took a picture with a girl.
"Ah I see, you get famous." he laughed. I laughed, too.
"Yes, Alex already said that, haha." I answered and hugged my brother.
"Thank you, Quinn." the girl said.
"What's your name?" I asked because I saw a few fresh scars on her arm.
"Ehm, Nyla." she answered and I nodded.
"Promise me, that you won't cut until the next show you come to, okay?" I said and looked at her. My brother looked at me and then on her arms. He also nodded.
"Promise me that, too, Nyla. I remember you from a show a few months ago. You promised me to not cut." he said and hugged the blonde girl. She started to cry.
"I'm s-so sorry..." she cried into his chest.
Austin's POV:
As soon as Nyla cried into my chest, I rubbed over her back. "Ssh, ssh. It's okay. I know it's hard." I spoke softly to her.
"I missed you so much..." she cried and I lifted her chin.
"I missed you too, but promise me now, you won't cut again and that you'll get help." I said and she slowly nodded.
"I promise." she promised me
"Come with me." I dragged her with me to the table.
"Alex, give me a paper and a pen." I said and after a few seconds he handled me the things. I sat down on the stool and started to write.
"Nyla,
I know things are hard now, but I know you're stronger than this and you can get through this. Never forget that I'm here for you. You can tweet me whenever you want. When we meet the next time, I won't see any more scars, okay?
I love you!"
I wrote on the paper, signed it and handled it over to her. She smiled big at me and hugged me.
"I want to take a picture with you." I said, gave my sister my phone and wrapped a arm around Nyla. She pulled her arms around my waist and smiled big, while Quinn took the picture.
"Uhm, Quinn, can you take a picture with my phone, too?" she asked and my sister nodded. She took her phone and took one more picture.
"i have to go now. See you next time, Carlile family." she smiled and hugged me and my sister for the last time, before she left. After that, I took photos and signed a lot of stuff for a bunch of fans, before they all had left.
-later at the bus-
I sat in the front lounge of the bus. I was on my phone and checked my twitter.
"@nylastillydgn thank you for coming to the show tonight. I love you. Here's the picture of us!" I tweeted and attached the photo of us two. The tweet got a bunch of favorites and re-tweets within seconds. "You guys look so cute together.", "Thank you for saving my life, Austin." every tweets of my fans were the same. Like everytime. I checked the notifications, until I saw Nyla's tweet.
"@austincarlile no thank you for this tonight. I love you too! <3" she tweeted and attached the picture of us and the words, which I wrote for her. I smiled, favorited and retweeted the tweet.
"This is not, what it is only baby scars..." he sang into the microphone and I could see that my brother shortly looked at me again, before he closed his eyes, stretched one arm in the air and put his head in the neck. The whole crowd sang with Aaron and my brother.
"I need your love, like a sister needs his brother's side..." Aaron continued. The whole crowd stared. Wait what? But it actually goes I need your love, like a boy need his mother's side, right? I was confused. Did they mean me? Austin waved at me. I shooked my head.
"I can't go out." I said to Alex and he looked over to my brother, who waved again.
"I'll come with you." he said and he went on stage with me. I stared at the crowd, they stared back. I freezed and couldn't move.
"I need your love, like a sister needs his brother's side." Austin whispered into the microphone and came over to me. I thought I would get a panic attack again, but no. There was no panic attack. I smiled big.
"It's okay Alex, I have her." Austin said to the merch guy and he went back to the merch table. The whole crowd was smiling. A blonde girl in the first row waved at me and smiled. I smiled back.
"Sing with me Quinn." my brother said. I stared at him and shooked my head.
"No, I-I can't sing, Austin." I quietly answered. He shooked his head.
"I bet you can, sweatheart." He gave me courage and I slowly nodded. Aaron continued, but this time with the actual lyrics.
"This is not, what it is only baby scars..." he sang and Austin and I sang along with him.
"I need your love, like a boy needs his mother's side." my brother and I sang our souls out and I saw that he started to cry. I wrapped my arms around him and while this time, the lights went out.
"Stop crying, brother." I said and he dryed his eyes.
"Don't worry." he answered and the lights went back on.
"Okay guys! The show is over, make sure you grab your favorite merch at our merch table by Alex over there. We'll be there, too in a few minutes. Don't miss!" Austin yelled into the microphone and we all went back to the backstage area.
"I'll be at the merch table." I said, while the sweaty band walked in. It smells bad in the backstage area now. Austin nodded.
I walked to the merch table, back to Alex. I placed myself next to him and after a few seconds, the first girls walked up to us.
"Hey." I smiled at them. It was the blonde girl from the front row, who smiled at me.
"I know you. You were in the first row." I recognized. She nodded.
"Yes." she answered.
"So, what do you want?" I asked her and she viewed the selection of our merch. She pointed onto that Squidgy shirt.
"This! In small." she said happy.
"Okay, 15$ please." I answered and took the money from her. It was 20$.
"Keep the change." she smiled and I nodded friendly.
"Thank you, lovely." I thanked and gave her the shirt.
"Uhm, can I take a picture with you, Quinn?" she asked shyly. I wondered myself, but I nodded after a few seconds.
"Yeah, sure." I answered and took the picture with her.
"You get famous." Alex laughed and Austin walked up to us. He saw that I took a picture with a girl.
"Ah I see, you get famous." he laughed. I laughed, too.
"Yes, Alex already said that, haha." I answered and hugged my brother.
"Thank you, Quinn." the girl said.
"What's your name?" I asked because I saw a few fresh scars on her arm.
"Ehm, Nyla." she answered and I nodded.
"Promise me, that you won't cut until the next show you come to, okay?" I said and looked at her. My brother looked at me and then on her arms. He also nodded.
"Promise me that, too, Nyla. I remember you from a show a few months ago. You promised me to not cut." he said and hugged the blonde girl. She started to cry.
"I'm s-so sorry..." she cried into his chest.
Austin's POV:
As soon as Nyla cried into my chest, I rubbed over her back. "Ssh, ssh. It's okay. I know it's hard." I spoke softly to her.
"I missed you so much..." she cried and I lifted her chin.
"I missed you too, but promise me now, you won't cut again and that you'll get help." I said and she slowly nodded.
"I promise." she promised me
"Come with me." I dragged her with me to the table.
"Alex, give me a paper and a pen." I said and after a few seconds he handled me the things. I sat down on the stool and started to write.
"Nyla,
I know things are hard now, but I know you're stronger than this and you can get through this. Never forget that I'm here for you. You can tweet me whenever you want. When we meet the next time, I won't see any more scars, okay?
I love you!"
I wrote on the paper, signed it and handled it over to her. She smiled big at me and hugged me.
"I want to take a picture with you." I said, gave my sister my phone and wrapped a arm around Nyla. She pulled her arms around my waist and smiled big, while Quinn took the picture.
"Uhm, Quinn, can you take a picture with my phone, too?" she asked and my sister nodded. She took her phone and took one more picture.
"i have to go now. See you next time, Carlile family." she smiled and hugged me and my sister for the last time, before she left. After that, I took photos and signed a lot of stuff for a bunch of fans, before they all had left.
-later at the bus-
I sat in the front lounge of the bus. I was on my phone and checked my twitter.
"@nylastillydgn thank you for coming to the show tonight. I love you. Here's the picture of us!" I tweeted and attached the photo of us two. The tweet got a bunch of favorites and re-tweets within seconds. "You guys look so cute together.", "Thank you for saving my life, Austin." every tweets of my fans were the same. Like everytime. I checked the notifications, until I saw Nyla's tweet.
"@austincarlile no thank you for this tonight. I love you too! <3" she tweeted and attached the picture of us and the words, which I wrote for her. I smiled, favorited and retweeted the tweet.
Notes
I have a creative phase now, sorry, haha. Long chapter for you all :PI have no idea, if the twitter username 'nylastillydgn' is taken in real life, but if, i'm sorry if it's yours, haha. :D
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12/4/14