-Austin’s POV-

The next thing I knew, I was getting released, and Gielle was taking me back to where she was staying. She was doing some work here and apparently knew enough people to bail me out.

This was a bad idea and I just went along with it.

Now we were sitting in her small apartment, quiet and awkward as hell.

“Here” she said as she handed me coffee.

“Thanks” I said and awkwardly took it; she still remembered how I liked it.

“Look, I know that I’m probably the last person that you ever wanted to see bail you out, but Austin I’ve heard things, I mean you’ve stooped this low, what’s going on inside your head?” she asked sincerely.

“I don’t know” I said, this is my ex-wife who cheated on me, I would be an idiot to spill my heart to her.

“I know you hate me, but I don’t want anything to happen to you Austin.” She said.

“I really wish everyone would quit assuming that I’m going to drop dead!” Now I was mad.

“Well sorry that’s what it looks like Austin!” She yelled.

“Did the guys send you to get me as some kind of practical joke?” I asked.

“No you idiot I want to help you!” she said.

“I’m a lost cause Gielle. Face it.” I said, she moved closer to me.

“I shouldn’t do this.” She said but before I could respond, her lips crashed against mine and I responded back.

As we were making out her hands trailed under the back of my shirt, I knew where this was going, but do I stop it?

She pulled away and I looked at her confused as hell.

“Take it all out on me, I don’t care.” Is all she said.

Personally, I didn’t want to accept the offer because it was out there. I couldn’t use her like that no matter how much I hated her. Everything inside of me was boiling.

I walked over to her and grabbed her by the waist, she put her legs around my waist and I pushed us into a wall. I knew how to get her to melt into me, and this was working well as I kissed her hardly, her hands roamed through my hair and chest. Part of me missed how this use to go, but she’s my ex. This whatever it is will be a one-time thing.

-Alan’s POV-

“Austin was released from jail.” Our manager said.

“What who got him out?” Tino asked.

“Gielle” Our manager said.

What the hell was Austin doing? Where the fuck is he now?

“This is bad” Phil said.

“With Alan’s hand and Austin’s problems…I think it’s best we cancel the tour for the rest of the year. You’re all obviously drained and want to see you women. Alan this isn’t an excuse for you to find Scarlett, you must return to California with the rest of us.” Our manager said. He cancelled the tour right when I was planning to go search for Scarlett since we were to have a week off again.

“I’m fine with it, we have been pushing ourselves too much, and I’m happy to spend sometime with Amanda.” Aaron said.

“What are we going to do with Austin?” Phil asked.

“Find him and bring him with us obviously. I’m having someone track him down.” Our manager said.

“So no more touring for how long?” I asked.

“Until your hand heals and Austin gets his mind together.” Our manager said.

At this rate that could take years, fuck.

-Austin’s POV-

I don’t know where my mind went but this was happening, and I knew that I would hate myself as much as everyone else would when it was over. Here I was in bed fucking my ex-wife.

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