I'll Love You at Your Darkest Moments. (Austin Mahone Fan Fiction)

chapter 33 - I can't believe you

My eyes opened. I must have dozed off. I stood up and looked around. The clock read 1:46 am. I walked into the bedroom to see an empty bed. I was confused. Austin should have been home by now.

I picked up my phone and saw no messages.

I called Alex to see if everything was okay.

The line rang and rang and rang until the voice mail picked up.

I called all the boys and the same thing occurred.

I ran my hands through my messy hair and sat on the bed.

"Don't stress. Everything's going to be fine. Alex promised." I said aloud to myself.

I laid back in the bed and I took another deep breath.

I started to get bad thoughts.

Scary thoughts.

I stood and ran to the bathroom.

"Where are they?" I mumbled.

I shuffled though the drawers and cabinets. Finally I laid my hands on the bottle.

"Take as needed." I read.

I unscrewed the cap and popped two of the white pills into my mouth.

I walked back towards the bed and laid down.

My eyelids grew heavy. I slowly drifted to sleep.

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I was abruptly awoken by the sound of keys shaking and the front door opening and closing.

I sat up and ran out. Austin was sat down on the couch with his face cupped in his hands.

I sat next to him and grabbed his hands. He had tears streaming down his face.

"Baby! What's wrong?" I said trying to get him to face me.

He took a deep breath whipping his eyes.

"Austin. Talk to me."

"I-I did something bad."

*Austin's POV at the party*

"Cheers to my boy Austin! For not getting arrested!" Alex shouted raising his cup.

Everyone drank.

Alex passed me a joint. I inhaled deeply.

"Easy buddy!" Rob teased me.

"Hey Meezy! Wanna do some shots?" Zach challenged.

I took another hit before handing it back to Alex.

"Bring it Dorsey." I said blowing out the smoke.

-

About 10 shots later I was messed up. To the point I had no control.

I looked up to see a familiar blond figure walking towards me.

"Hey Austy! Remember me?" The girl said seductively.

"I-um-you"

"Sh sh sh. I know. It's Taylor! I missed you so much."

I tried shaking my head to sober up. I know how she works.

Before I knew it her cold lips were pressed to mine. I couldn't move.

Minutes passes and her hand was gripped on the seam of my jeans.

I couldn't push her off of me. I had no control.

Keller.

Before I could even try, she was ripped off of me.