Band Imagines/Preferences

Austin Carlile Imagine

Storyline: You're in college while Austin is on tour, so he sends you a video to make you feel better.

*Yees I know this is similar plot to the Jaime one a while ago but I swear it will be different*

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Austin: Hey baby, you in class?

Me: Sadly

Austin: What class?

Me: Sociology

Austin: You okay?

Me: Not really

Austin: (Y/N) what happened

Me: 10 page essay due tomorrow night, finals in a week, assholes

Austin: And......? I know there's something else

Me: Not now

Austin: Yes now

Me: I was in the hospital all of last night so I couldn't do a different essay that's now due tomorrow night as well

Austin: What?? What happened?? (Y/N) Why didn't you tell me???

Me: Its nothing bad

Austin: Hospital=Bad

Me: I got in a fight, alright?

Austin: Jackson again?

Me: Bingo

Austin: How bad

Me: Who

Austin: Both of you

Me: He's out of school for two weeks, I have to take it easy

Austin: That doesn't tell me anything

Me: He has a busted face and bruising on his sides. I have a concussion, sprained wrist, and beat up face

Austin: What did he do to you

Me: Austin not now

Austin: Yes now

Me: Austin calm down right now. I'll go home after this class and we can talk then

Austin: Fine

Me (to Alan): Calm him the fuck down. Don't let him leave.

Alan: Already on it. You guys fight?

Me: Not us

Alan: You got in another fight??? (Y/N) you know how much that pisses him off!

Me: I'm sorry! He started it!

Alan: HE?????

Me: I've said to much

Alan: You better call him soon

Alan: Very soon

Me: 15 minutes

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"Austin" I say, once the call connects.

"Jesus Christ" He mutters, once he sees how much makeup i'm wearing to cover the bruises.

"Austin calm the fuck down i'm fine" I say, and I see his arms flex.

"You promised me you would ignore him" He whispers, and I feel my heart break.

"I'm sorry" I whisper, letting him win.

"Let me see" Austin says.

"See what"