♡Lucky Ones♡ [Completed]

Chapter Forty-Two

"She'll like it man, I promise."

"I hope." I say letting out a nervous chuckle. I looked out the window at the clouds below me. I couldn't wait to get home, and give it to her. I had other small gifts too, that I knew she'd love. I was grinning again.

Every single night on stage made me the happiest man in the world. The fans I've met were incredible. They all had stories to tell, and gifts to bring. I had some letters on me, and I started reading them. It took my mind off of some things, and made time go by. Such great people. I loved my fans, and I could never stress that enough.

Hours passed and finally we were landing in L.A. I felt my heart jumping looking for Ellie's sweet face. I knew she wasn't picking me up, but I still hoped she'd be there. Every head with long black hair, made me double take, made my heart race until I realized it wasn't her. I grab my suitcase and get in the car with Tino and Phil. On the way to my house we stop and I grab orange lilies from a flower shop, Ellie's favorite.

Pulling up in front of my house I was nervous, like this was my first date. I tried to keep composure grabbing my suitcases out of the trunk of the car and as it pulled away I kind of just stared at the house. Having the next four months to myself and Ellie was going to be great.

I slowly walk up to my front door as if it wasn't my house. I twist open the door and make my way inside. The television was playing a movie. I make my way towards the bedroom where I assume she is, but she isn't. I feel let down but when I walk back out to the living room, I find her, sleeping on the couch. Boomer sits staring up at me, growling in a tiny voice.

Ellie shifts a bit but her eyes are shut. I feel a smile coming to my lips. I feel like I haven't seen her in years. I sneak up to her and kiss her nose. She slowly opens her eyes and then her eyes grow wide.

"Hi." I whisper smiling. She sits up quickly wrapping her arms around me. The smell of her hair has come back to me, I hold her tightly, not wanting to let go. The sweetest scent, flowery, she pulls back and starts kissing my lips. Her soft pink lips, moving with mine once again. I don't even get to hand her the flowers, that have fallen on the floor.

"Austin I missed you so much." She says quietly her little hands are around my face, holding it to her forehead. There are tears dripping down her rosy red cheeks.

"Well, I'm here." I grin kissing her lips quickly and pulling away, and picking up the flowers, and presenting them to her. Her eyes light up, and her bright white teeth are showing.

"For me!? You remember?!" She says excited. I nod quickly sitting on the couch beside her. She grabs them out of my hands quickly smelling the small orange flowers. "Beautiful." She pulls me back over for another kiss. I hear tiny growls from Boomer again, and we both giggle.

"Jealous little man, you had her all to yourself." I pull out the other small gifts, candles, candies, and a postcard. She always loved little things, next I pull out the ring. I hand her the tiny box. She smiles and looks up at me. She hesitantly opens the small box and grins again.

"It's beautiful." She says staring down at it, the smile still on her face. She slips it onto her finger and beams at it, I feel so proud. "It's beautiful." She repeats.

"It's a promise ring." I smile. The little silver ring looks perfect on her finger. "So you know that I'm dedicated to you...”

"Austin." She smiles and then bites her lip staring at it more. "Thank you."

"You're welcome beautiful." I kiss her cheek.

"I loved all the gifts you brought but nothing compares to the fact that you're back." I grab her face and kiss her lips fiercely.

"And nothing compares to having my lips on yours again." I smile kissing her nose. "Now, what to do?"

"I don't care." She grabs my hand and binds it to mine with her fingers. "I could do anything with you, and I'd be happy."

"I agree." I smile and kiss her forehead. She cuddles up close to me, and I feel complete again.

~Ellie~

The day was spent cuddling with Austin, kissing him, tracing the freckles on his face. I was incredibly happy that he was back, it made everything better again. I loved the promise ring, and at first I was nervous to open the little velvet box. It was perfect. Just like having him back. We knew that we had to get ready for our big dinner date with everyone.

I wore a one-sleeved purple dress with black opened toed heels I bought a while ago, and never got to wear. I haven't dressed up in a while, so I went all out. I curled and styled my hair and did my makeup and by the time I was done, I felt amazing. I looked at myself in the mirror, and felt Austin's arms gently slide around my waist. He smelled so good, out of the shower and all cleaned up, and as he kissed my neck, I couldn't help but think about ripping all of our clothes off. He had on a suit and tie and he looked amazing.

"Ready?" He asks smiling at our reflections in the mirror. I nod, resisting the urge, and Austin takes out his phone and to take some photos together. We're interrupted by a phone call, telling us that we had to go.

The night started off slow. A sushi dinner with all of the guys and their girlfriends. It was the most fun I had in months. Telling jokes, sharing stories about fans and shows, and the things they seen on their tour. I feel Austin's warm hand on my thigh and I get goose bumps, and bite my lip without looking away from the conversation already happening. I place my hand on his and gently run my fingers over his soft hand.

Next we're all heading to one of their favorite clubs for drinks and dancing. Austin's arm is wrapped around my waist while we laugh, talk, and drink with everyone. When I start feeling the alcohol kick in, I start dancing. I pull Austin close to me, and we move to the music together. He spins me around and holds me close, kissing my lips, the sweet taste that I missed. This kiss tells me that it's time to go home.

Austin and I say our goodbyes to the guys and their girlfriends and we're headed outside. Austin is pressing himself against me, kissing me more, his hands trailing through my hair, and down my back. My hands through his hair, and down his chest. We can't keep our hands off of each other.

When the taxi stops, we climb in giving him the address and back at it. The ride home seems to long, and when we stop and pay the taxi driver, Austin's grabbing my hand and we're practically running towards the door.