"You know it's times like this that i need you by my side, babe." He sighs, You smile at the phone.
"I love you Austin."
"I love you too, (y/n). When are you coming to visit again? I always forget."
"Next week babe."
"Oh , i just really wanna see you!"
'Yes!' You thought, 'He has no idea I'm right outside his door!'
"So do I!"
"(Y/n), i gotta go, talk to you later, Love you!"
"Okay, Love you too!" You giggle.
You plan on waiting a couple of minutes before you go in.
Ah, i can't wait to see his expression!
'Okay (y/n) it's time!' You tell yourself.
Taking a deep breathe you unlock the door with the spare key Austin gave you.
Wow! It's tidy in here. So 'unAustin' you thought.
I enter the living room and he isn't there i go to his room and he isn't there but you see light coming through the bathroom door.
You decide to sit on his bed and wait for him to come out. You look around and you see some heels.
'Hmm i don't remember those heels, but i mean i have so many shoes i probably don't remember those, they are hideous.' You thought.
You are so bored out of your mind, you take your phone out and go on twitter, you love to interact with Austin's mahomies since you were once one and still are of course.
~5 Minutes Later~
You hear fumbling at the door, so you quickly put your cell phone away.
"Babe you are so sexy when you do that" what the- austin?
Your eyebrows furrow and when the door finally opens austin comes out. With his arms around a girl. Both in towels.
"Austin?" You asked, but you obviously knew it was him, you can recognize him faster than yourself.
He looks up and as soon as he locks eyes with you he stays there, shocked and speechless.
" (y/n)? What are you doing here, i thought you came next week."
"Yeah, sad, no one can impress anyone. Right?!" He opened his mouth to say something but you don't give him a chance to say anything. "Here I am, your so called 'girlfriend' came to surprise you but I was surprised as well." You chuckled but everything you were feeling was the total opposite, you were about to loose it.
"Chelsea, can you please leave us." He tells the 'bitch'.
"Don't even bother 'Bitch', I'm leaving."
"(y/n), please wait." HE pleaded.
You ignored him and walked as fast as you could to get out of there. 'You are strong, (y/n). You are strong.' You kept repeating to yourself.
You take your suitcase, handbag and reach for the door. You were just about to turn the knob,
"(Y/n) don't leave me, please. Im so, so sorry. Don't do this please, please, please. I love you, so, so much."
Don't turn, don't turn.
Your legs couldn't move.
"(Y/n)?" His voice was so quiet, so delicate, as if he would speak any other way you would brake.