A/N: Hi, guys! So, I just really like this chapter, I hope you guys do as well. :) It's a bit longer and I just think it's cute hehe. Enjoy!
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I decided a few hours ago to go to The U campus. I don't know why, I think I was just kind of hoping that I would surprisingly run into Austin or something, but I told myself it was because I wanted to compare and contrast the campus from my dreams and reality. The sun has long since set, and I close the door to my car and crank it up, ready to leave. My phone buzzes, as if to tell me to stop, and so I pick it up. It's a text from Austin.
am i a douche? i thik i am bt i cnat rly dcide. i miss u
I stare at my screen for a minute before throwing my car into reverse and backing out of the parking spot. Austin's drunk, it's obvious. First of all, he's never nice to me unless he is. Second, he can't type right. He's a terrible texter as it is but this is worse than normal. The only hope I have for finding him is that damn frat house, and I find myself speeding in that direction. Luckily for me, I'm already nearly there, since I was on campus anyway. I feel my heart skip a beat when I see Austin's car parked amongst the huge crowd, and I nearly stumble trying to get out of my car. I hurry towards the entrance.
I immediately shove the drunk idiots out of my way as I go towards the couch where Austin sat at the last party I was that. He's not there, but my eyes shoot to his phone, laying on the ground. I pick it up and turn it over in my hands, scowling. Where could he be?
I'm startled as I feel a tap on my shoulder. I spin around quickly and come face-to-face with Dallas. I feel my throat close up as he speaks. "Can I help you? You look lost." His face holds amusement.
"Uh.. Y-Yeah, I'm looking for Austin? M-Moon?" I stammer, taking a step back.
He snorts. "Last time I saw him he was dragging his main slut up the stairs. Good luck." He walks past me towards the kitchen, probably on his way to get another drink. I hurry towards the stairs without a second thought. It's only when I'm to the top that I realize that he's behind one of the many closed doors and he may or may not be beating someone into a mattress right now. I feel nauseous at the thought, but I decide to start looking for him.
After a few locked doors and a couple unfortunate sights, I finally open a door to find Austin, straddling Cassidy on the bed. He's shirtless, and she's barely dressed. I hear his phone fall out of my hand, but I don't remember dropping it. I feel bile rising in my throat, so I walk out. I hurry down the hallway and frantically search for an empty room. I find one a few doors down, and walk into it, instantly seeing the window. Without hesitation I stride across the room and open it, kicking out the mesh screen and watching it slide down the tin roof and to the ground. I slowly crawl out, and the cool tin calms my aching mind. What just happened?
I close my eyes and listen to the sounds around me. The roof echoes with the sounds coming from downstairs, but I can also hear more. Cars, the light wind, the sound of chirping crickets and peep frogs... Everything seems okay for a moment, before I feel the roof rattle and hear the sound of footsteps crawling out onto the roof. I know it's Austin, so I just keep my eyes shut as he sits down beside me. I hear him sigh.
"You know what's weird?" He says. When he realizes I'm not going to reply or look at him, he continues. "In a way, I can't stand you. You prude, you're too nice, and you're just overall annoying. Yet, every time that I know I've upset you or pissed you off or something it kills me, and I just want to rip my hair out." I'm silent once more, and he continues yet again. "What's up with this? Us, I mean. The fact that we dream about each other and stuff is not a coincidence, and the fact that we're here, together, in each other's lives all of a sudden isn't either. I don't know why you had to come in and ruin everything for me, but you did, and I want to know why. I want to know why I care so much, I want to know why you care so much, and most of all, I want to know why all of this is happening."
I finally look at him. There's bags under his eyes and he looks exhausted. His tattoo is peaking out from under his sleeve, and I feel a certain pang of pity for him. I want to tell him everything. I want to tell him that I'm here to save him, not only from his death, but from himself. I want to tell him how hard this is for me and that I never expected him to be the person he is. I want to tell him that I came all the way from New York for this and that I have a boyfriend and that it's not going the way I want it to at all. Yet, I don't.
He smiles weakly at me. "You don't have to answer. I kind of like the silence." After a moment, he lays back, with his arms behind his head. He looks up at the sky, but his eyes flutter closed within seconds, and he lightly hums to himself. I sigh, reaching over, and I run my fingers through his tangled hair. He doesn't try to stop me.
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