One Moment

Bowing my head down, I closed my eyes and sighed out.

"You fucking asshole!" Austin yelled, catching my attention. I watched in horror from the other side of the bus as Austin roughly shoved Mike back by his shoulders, lifting his arm up, ready to swing.

I'm so sick of this, being away from him. It's been days, he's had his break, right? Why is he still not ready?

Alan luckily reacted fast enough, grabbing onto Austin's raised arm, holding him back from doing something stupid. "Let it go, man!" Alan struggled against him.

Us being apart, it's obviously not doing very well for anyone. Me, I'm just an emotional mess, coming down hard on myself..

I looked down at the pill bottle in my hand, chuckling at it. My therapist even re-prescribed some medicine for me to get my anxiety levels down. Talking about Mark and my past like that didn't really help me at all, actually..

But Austin on the other hand, he just turns into a distant, angry mess.

"You say another word about her, next time I wo-" Austin hissed, but Alan cut him off. "Dude! Come on!" Alan pulled him back, shoving him away from Mike and heading towards the exit of the 'party bus', which happened to be where I am standing.

I don't even care about this stupid break anymore, because thats all it is; stupid.

"Austin," I breathed, holding my hand out, placing it on his arm. Just that one simple touch, the first since the night I spilled everything, had feelings bubbling up. Austin looked at me, both of us frozen in each others eyes. Until once again, he broke away and turned to leave the bus.

Throwing the bottle of pills back on the table in the back room, I hopped off the couch, took out my headphones, and headed out to the main area of the bus. The rest of my band all had their headphones in as well, but when they saw me come out, they all put them away. "Ready?" Sammy asked me and I nodded. We had set today, which is good because I have a lot of shit inside me I need to let out with my music.

Sammy led us all out of the bus, pre-preformance jitters dancing around as we walked over to the stage we were preforming at. The crowd was already all here, cheering and chanting when we hit the two minute warning. I smiled feeling the energy in my bones as we ran back stage, throwing on our guitars and going into our group huddle. "Lets kick ass, on three!" Kush yelled, starting his count.

"LETS KICK ASS!" We all cheered after and then ran out onto the stage, being engulfed by the music.

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"Thank you all SO MUCH!!" I yelled into the microphone, breath heavy. "WE LOVE YOU!" I smiled big, but then my expression halted when I noticed that all too familiar tall, skinny figure watching our set. Austin.

"Before we go..." I started nervously, watching as it caught Austin's attention and he stopped himself from turning away, but my band growing confused. This is the only time I'm finally going to get him to listen to me.. "There is something I'd like to say to someone very important to me," I breathed, looking at Austin, the whole crowd turning to try and find who I was looking for. I gulped, "...I'm not a perfect person... I've done my fair share of bad things.." I looked at him. "When I was in elementary school there was this really mean kid named Jerry Picket in my class... and on the bus ride home I poured my juice pouch into his backpack when he wasn't looking... I-In college I made out with this kid my roommate had a crush on while she was doing laundry and I never told her about it.. Two weeks ago I ate all of Kush's peanut butter m&ms and convinced him he had finished them and forgot.."

"Hey!" Kush cut in, making the crowd start to laugh before turning back to intensely listen to me. I never took my eyes off Austin as I spoke so dearly into the microphone.

"M-My point is that I've done some messed up shit, but nothing.. nothing compares to this mess that I've created with you... And what magnifies that point is how much I've realized that I love you. How much I've missed being apart and knowing…knowing that…I…I know I lied to you and I should've told you so much sooner…I should've told you right away…but you have to understand that my not telling you had nothing to do with you and everything to do with my own conscience. I've spent the last two years trying to figure out how to go about the rest of my life after what happened and trying to figure out why the fuck it happened in the first place…and you know what I came up with? Nothing…nothing…I wont ever know exactly how to move on but I just gotta do it. I gotta do it. I gotta move on. And im ready…ive been ready. After that first night…me and you…us together…I was ready then. I always thought it would be so hard…I thought it would be such a struggle to get past it…but then God just plopped you in front of me and-and Im ready... If you still want me, because I still want you, I'm right here and I love you... Austin, I love you."

I was still breathing heavy as the crowd let out an 'awww', watching every move Austin made. He pushed away from the spot he was in and it looked like he was walking away... He was walking away after I just spilled my heart out to him and my whole damn audience?! The embarrassment, but most importantly the heart break that caused.

But I still kept watching Austin, my heart starting to beat more rapidly when I noticed he wasn't leaving, he was coming to side stage. He was moving past the body guards and running up the stage steps. I turned to face him, my mouth barely parted so I could call his name, but he ran up fast to me, cupping my face and crashing his lips down to mine in no time, causing me to have to take a small step back to balance myself...
His lips that I love and have missed so much were pressed hard against mine.. The lips that I've craved and needed to make me all bubbly on the inside.

I didn't hesitate to let one hand come up to the back of his neck, keeping his lips down on mine while my hand holding the microphone rested against his chest. The crowd was now roaring like crazy, making both Austin and I smile into the kiss. Our foreheads rested against each others for a moment, us both bringing heavy from the kiss. "I love you," Austin whispered before he leaned down, giving me more one sweet kiss.

Now holding hands, both of us turned to face the crowd, laughing in joy as they cheered. I brought the microphone up to talk, but had to look away while putting the back of my hand to my mouth because I was smiling with such emotion. My fans, my support, were here cheering Austin and I loved on. I was so happy. "I love you guys!" I finally called into the microphone as the rest of my band came up and gave Austin and me a big group hug.

*

I smiled as I led Austin by his hand into my bus, towards the back room, him shutting the door behind us. "When did these posters get here?" He laughed, pointing at the walls.

"They've always been there. When we first got this bus we each hung up two things in here,"
I smiled looking at all of them. Kush had random ones of weird designs and then one of some girl in a bikini. Sammy had one of The Who and The beetles. And Izzy had some of this one actor she thought was reaaaally hot.

"I bet I can guess which ones are yours," Austin said with a confident smirk, walking over to the wall. "This one," he pointed to The Walking Dead poster I had, chuckling at it. "Aaaaaand, this one," he pointed to my old, beat up Green Day poster that I've had since I was a teen and I smiled at him. "Ha! I'm right, aren't I?"

"Yup," I stuck my tongue out at him and then in a quick movement he came back and nearly tackled me onto the couch.

"Hey Austin?"

"Yeah?" He smiled down at me.

"..What happened with Mike?" I asked lightly, referring to when he almost beat the crap out of him.

Austin sighed let his head bow down, "he was being a dick," he grumbled. "Was talking about you."

"I don't think he likes me at all so it's no big-"

"Haze, he was saying some really shitty things," Austin cut me off. "First, he was just bein a dick about you, then he started talkin about how 'he'd fuck you any day with that ass'," Austin mocked him in a different voice. "He just made me so mad so fast disrespecting you like that," Austin mumbled.

I reached my hand up, putting it lightly on the side of his face and neck, getting him to look back up at me. We both just looked at each other for a minute, eyes saying enough. That is until Austin shifted his position and with his super long legs, he hit the table next to the couch. I laughed at him as he huffed and sat up, reaching to the ground to pick up everything that fell off. "Haze, whats this?" Austin asked sadly, studying something in his hand as he came to sit back down next to me.

I now sat up, seeing that he was holding my anxiety pills.. I sighed and reached over, sliding it out of his hands. "If we haven't proven it already, I don't think it does either of us any good being away from each other," I said as I looked down at the orange pill bottle.

"Haze..." Austin shifted closer to me. "I'm so sorry."

"For what, Austin?"

"For just leaving.. I-I shouldn't have done that, it was stupid. The break was stupid," he said, looking down at the pills before back up to me.

"It wasn't stupid.. You needed time," I reasoned, both of out voices were a little shaky.

"And you needed me," he stated clearly, barely two seconds after I finished. "And I-I needed you," he reached down and grabbed the bottle from my hands, putting it behind him on the table. "You're right, Haze.. Being apart just doesn't help is.. I just become a giant asshole and you suffer," he chuckled weakly as he said the last part.

I laughed too and nodded, my emotions swimming in my eyes. "How bout we agree we were just both stupid?" Austin asked while he smirked, slowly starting to hover over me again, making me lay back on the couch again each time he came closer.

"I think I was more stupid, I mean-" I started to mumbled on, but Austin cut me off. "Agree that we were both stupid," he gave me a look and I sighed, nodding while I bit my lip. Austin gave me his cute, dorky smile before leaning down and gently connecting his lips with mine. We both sighed into the kiss, deepening it as we realized how much we missed it. Austin put his arms down to rest on each side of my face, moving is head side to side to envelope my mouth with his own. It was hard to savor or focus on every kiss we shared before this because I had felt so guilty, but now I was completely in to it.

Neither of us had even noticed the door to the back room opening and then a shriek, "no fucking on the couch, ew!!!" Izzy called out, but we just stuck our hands out to flip her off, not breaking our intensifying kiss. "I just wanted to watch a movie," she huffed, stomping back out, making Austin and I chuckle a bit.

I'm so glad that I'm happy with him again.

Notes

the italics is a flashback normally!! Sorry if the beginning was confusing, it was just Hazel remembering!

BUt yAY Hazel and Austin back together:)

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