-Austin’s POV-

I sat in a cell waiting for something to happen. One of my band members showing up to get me out of here would be really nice. I know that there is bail money and something, but right now I just want to know if Scarlett heard about this. I would love for her to come here and bail me out. I bet she’s disappointed in me.

-Scarlett’s POV-

Ireland, it’s so magical here. I don’t know what it is about it but I’m in love. I changed my name and I’m still getting use to responding to it. I’m currently back in my hotel. I haven’t checked social media in awhile, so I decided to and hoped I wouldn’t accidentally respond to everything. First I went to Twitter. Alan has DMed me a million times. Austin Carlile is worldwide trending, uh oh. Should I click on it or not? I need to get over him, this will not help, but why the hell is his name worldwide trending? Fuck it, I’m clicking it. All the tweets said “Austin Carlile Arrested in Europe”, what did he do? None of them would tell me. So I googled it, “Austin Carlile arrested after bar fight…” he was at a bar and he beat some guy up, fuck no.

I shut my laptop, and fell back into my hotel bed. I feared that I would never get to see Austin again, not because neither of us wanted to, but that he would drink himself to death. Tears fell down my cheek. When I met him I never thought we would get to this point.

How the hell was I going to live without him?

-Alan’s POV-

Austin is in jail and Scarlett is still not answering me. We currently can’t get Austin out because our manager said it’s not that easy here. I want him with us, and I’m angry. Angry because Scarlett left me, Austin’s been through so much and I want him happy even if that means with Scarlett. I love Scarlett yet, there I said it, there’s this goddamn conflict going back and forth in my head, and I fucking hate it. I just punched the side of a brick building, fucking smart of me. Damn it.

My fingers are broke, fuck. This is bad, really bad, I don’t think I’m going to be able to play bad, and if we have to cancel tour, I’m not going to be near Scarlett, and no this can’t be happening!

I walked into our hotel and went to the room, regrettably open the door and heading straight for ice. The guys just stared and I wasn’t ready for their shit.

“What happened Alan?” Aaron asked.

“I broke my hand, that’s what.” I said sarcastically.

“You did what! Alan how the fuck are you supposed to play?” Tino asked.

“How did that happen?” Phil asked.

“A fucking brick wall came up to me and asked me to punch it so I did.” I said back smartly as fuck.

-Austin’s POV-

I don’t want to be in here anymore. I was lying on the floor staring at the ceiling not giving a fuck when I heard a familiar voice.

“Austin, what the fuck are you doing with your life?”

I turned to look out to the bars that barricaded me in this room, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.

“What the hell” I said.

“I’m bailing your ass out, then you and I have to have a nice little chat about how you’ve fucked up your life mister”

Before me stood Gielle.

Notes

Hopefully we all know who Gielle is to Austin etc. In this I'm making it so that she is still single and different then what her current status is.

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