I wasn't fully aware of what time it was when I began to awake, but it certainly felt like it was too early for me. Austin's room was particularly cold and I began to hiver rather violently. Even though I had wrapped Austin's comforter tightly around my body, the frigid feeling just wouldn't go away. I rolled onto my side and reached for Austin, but only found an empty right side of his bed. I almost immediately pried my sleepy eyes open and stared at his side of the bed, becoming more and more confused. I slowly at up, pulling the blankets with me and scanned his room before pushing the covers away, getting out of his bed, and opening the closet door to grab a sweatshirt. I quickly pulled on the oversized sweater before fixing my hair and sleepily shuffling into the hallway. As I neared the living room, I could see Austin sitting in the recliner chair, plucking at the strings of his electric guitar. I wasn't sure what he was playing, but I liked it. I stood in the archway, leaning against the wall, listening to him for quite some time, I was about to move but then he opened his mouth and I heard the most amazing voice sing.
You like the good boys
So I'm not invited to the plans you make
When you're with your friends
But you know bad boys
You can't deny it
They can always show you where the fun begins
Hey now baby,
No doubt about it, girl
You drive me crazy
I'm pleading guilty to the way you make me
Wanna steal your heart
Steal your heart.
I watched in amazement as he described the current situation I was stuck in. He had the voice of an angel.
Call me criminal
I won't deny you make me want it all,
Everything you are
So lock it up
Go on and try it
No matter what you do
I'm gonna steal your heart
I confess,
I kinda like it that you're innocent
Keeping up your guard
I'll break it down
So you can't hide it
No matter what you do
I'm gonna steal your heart. You're gonna keep it
Just like a secret
Baby, believe me
You gotta free it
And you'll have everything you need
You like the good boys
So I'm not invited to the plans you make
When you're with your friends
But you know bad boys
You can't deny it
They can always show you where the fun begins
Call me criminal
I won't deny you make me want it all,
Everything you are
So lock it up
Go on and try it
No matter what you do
I'm gonna steal your heart
I confess,
I kinda like it that you're innocent
Keeping up your guard
I'll break it down
So you can't hide it
No matter what you do
I'm gonna steal your heart.
Oh My God! He wrote a song about me! I mentally screamed in my head. When he finished playing I had to urge myself not to applaud seeing as he still doesn't know that I'm awake, and something inside me told me he wanted to keep that song a secret. So I stayed still for another few minutes as he just plucked the strings of his guitar still playing the tune of the song he sang earlier. Some moments later I actually decided to let him know I was awake.
"Why are you playing it unplugged?" I asked as I stepped into the living room, surprising him just a bit.
"I-I didn't want to wake you up, but I guess It didn't exactly work." He shakily replied as he continued to play.
"I'm actually awake because it's absolutely freezing in your room. Your blankets just weren't enough and you weren't there to keep me warm, so I just decided to get up."
"Sorry babe. But on the plus side, you look really damn cute in my jumper." He said as he set his guitar off to the side and opened his arms to me, silently inviting me into them. I slowly walked over to him and gently sat in his lap, sticking my feet in between the cushion and arm of the chair as my arms went around his neck. His muscular, tatted arms found their way around me and pulled me closer to him before pecking me on the cheek.
"So what were you playing?"
"It was just something I've been working on, nothing big."
"Oh. Well I really liked it. I wasn't aware that you could play guitar, ya know. You never told me."
"Didn't think it was that big of a deal." He replied, shrugging his shoulders just a bit.
"Well it's really really sexy and a mega turn on..." I seductively told him as I play with his blond hair.
"Imagine all the naughty things your hands would be capable of doing to my body..." I continued before moving my hand to his cheek and caressing it. He closed his eyes and let out a loud sigh, physically relaxing from my touch. When I looked into his eyes once again, his expression was intense, almost threatening. For a moment, I thought maybe he was angry, but before I could ponder it further, he yanked me into him and covered my mouth with his in a hungry kiss. I responded immediately, surprising myself. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. He tasted tentatively with his tongue, and I opened my mouth with a low moan. The kiss immediately turned slow and passionate almost like we never wanted it to end and to be honest I didn't.
"What are you doing to me Ally?" he mumbled against my lips, making me smirk before closing the gap between us again.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I simply said between kisses. Austin let out a low throaty chuckle before we reattached our lips to one another's. He soon began to bite my bottom lip, turning me on in so many ways. As a way to get back at him, I began to play with his tongue ring, eventually making him pull away from me quickly and shake his head.
"You're terrible."
"Yet you adore me." I chimed, cutely smiling at him.
"You got that right baby." He smiled before pecking my lips. "Will you hang out with me all day? We can like get something to eat and go see a film or something."
"Austin Moon, are you asking me on a date?" I practically giggled. He got a little red and just began to smirk before nodding his head. "I'd love to hang out, but you gotta take me home so I can change and stuff.
"Okay, babe. Let's go." He said as he locked his arms around me and got out of the chair. I laughed a little and held tightly to him as he carried me through the house and back to his room to collect my things.
Austin had taken me to lunch and dinner, spoiling me as much as he possibly could. We walked around the city, hand in hand, for a while to waste time before Austin took me to the movies. It was starting to get dark out and he figure it was the perfect time to see a scary movie. I personally love scary movies so I was very excited for this. When we approached the counter, the theatre employee just stared at me while Austin asked for two tickets to the 'The Conjuring'. I could tell by the look on the boy's face that he could not believe that I was out with a guy like Austin. I just imply raised my eyebrows at him and held Austin's hand tighter before gripping his bicep with my free hand. I had to show this kid that I was Austin's, even though I was still technically Dallas'.
The boy finally printed our tickets after Austin had paid and handed them over to him. Austin snatched them from his hand and tugged me behind him as he got me away from the little perv. We soon made our way into the theatre and found some pretty decent seats. I was just thankful that we were able to move the arm rest up so that I could sit closer to Austin. The two of u sat quietly, all cuddled up, and watched as more and more people filled into the theatre and took their seats. I started to get excited when the lights dimmed and the previews started to play. Austin pulled me closer and I got comfortable as I waited for the movie to begin.
It wasn't long before I had my face buried in Austin's side while he held me close and tried not to laugh at me. I was honestly on the verge of tears. That's how scared I was, and then there was Austin. He was cool, calm, and collected; watching the movie like some sort of Disney movie and not a demonic scream-fest. So when he jumped almost out of his seat towards the end of the movie, I couldn't help but to burst into a fit of laughter, making the people sitting around us stare at me. Austin glanced at me and shook his head before pulling me into his side to hut me up. I forced myself to watch the last few minutes of the movie and before I knew it, it was over and I couldn't have been more thankful.
As Austin and I left the theatre, we couldn't help but to make fun of one another for being scared during the movie. We shoved one another around and laughed loudly before getting on hi bike so that he could take me home. The whole ride home, I had a stupid grin on my face and it only got bigger every time I thought about the details of our day. When we pulled up to my driveway, I clambered off the back as he turned the engine off, o that we could talk without my parent coming outside to see what the noise was all about.
"We're wearing helmets next time." He simply stated. "I was o scared that something was going too happened and you would get hurt." I gave him a small smile before I leaned in to hug him, burying my face in the crook of his neck.
"I am seriously so happy that I have a friend like you." I mumbled against his skin, making one sarcastic 'ha' escape his lips. I instantly pulled back and stared at him, not knowing how to react, he had been so sweet all day, so this was just so unexpected.
"Let's face it Princess. We're not friends. I almost went down on you last night. Friends don't do that kinda shit baby. Plus, I just took your fine ass on a date." I just continued to stare at him, realizing that the word 'friend' probably wasn't the right one to use. I soon cupped his face and placed my lips on his so that he would shut up and chill out again.
"God I hate you." I mumbled against his lips. "I hate your stupid tattoos, and your gages, and your lip ring, and most of all, your damn tongue ring... it just turns me on all the time you kiss me." I continued before pressing my lips against his again. I immediately felt his lips curl into a smirk as they stayed pressed on mine.
"You are a terrible liar." He whispered as he pulled away and brushed his lip ring against my bottom lip.
"I know." I replied before kissing him once more. He started to kiss back before pulling away one more time.
"Baby, I love this hooking up, sneaking around, taking you out, and all that shit, it awesome babe really it is, but I don't like sharing. You're mine, not the douche Dallas'. So make a choice baby. It's me or him." He said before starting the bike before I could say anything. He revved the engine, taking off, leaving me there to watch him speed away.
OHMIIGOD he's making her choose I wonder which side she goes to ...the good or the bad?
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