Chapter 10 Tear Drops and Moving On

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"Cassandra, will you be my girlfriend again?" He asked, lifting my chin. "Yes, and I promise I will stay as loyal as you are." I said. "I promise to never break you heart again." He said back, wrapping his arms around my waist, me kissing his soft pink lips. We held each other just like that for a while till we finally pulled back, me smiling.

I'm glad I was back with Sam, since I didn't have to feel as much pain Austin had given me.

Austin:

I kissed her, I kissed Camilla. And then had a heated makeout with her.

Why? Because I was drunk. And all I could think of was Cassandra.

I checked her Instagram, soon found out she had deleted all her photos of me and her. Then twitter, which might as well crushed my heart.

"@cassandravillanueva ; arriving in calif later today, hurt depressed and all the good stuff. greaaat."

She found out, oh no. I texted her, called her, no response. Called the house phone. No response either. Me and the boys weren't talking, since they knew what had happened, especially Robert because I hurt his sister. I felt like the worst person ever, I felt like a, Monster.

And to top everything off, she had left.

Cassandra-

I woke up, me and Sam getting off the plane and into the airport. I soon saw his car from the windows, but also seeing cameras and people outside also. And better yet, they knew I was here and they knew about everything.

"CASSANDRA DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WITH AUSTIN???"

"CASSANDRA ARE YOU JEALOUS?"

"CASSANDRA DID YOU AND AUSTIN BREAK UP???"

Sam hid me by putting his arm around me, also having his hoodie in his hand so he blocked my face.

"CASSANDRA IS THIS YOUR NEW BOYFRIEND?"

I ignored every rude comment and question they had, us both getting inside the car, me still covering my face with his hoodie, his hand still connected with mine. After about 20 minutes getting through all the dudes with cameras, we lost them, me peaking out of the sweater to make sure. I grabbed my sunglasses, kissing Sam on his cheek. "Thank you." I said, him smiling. "No problem princess," he said back, pulling. Into the freeway.

We soon arrived at his fathers house, getting inside. His father and Levi were out of town for about a month so we had the house all to ourself. He grabbed all of our stuff, bringing them upstairs to his room. After everything, he kicked off his shoes and laid down, motioning for me to join him. I cuddled next to him as we watched "KICK ASS," us not really paying attention. He played with my hair and I messed with my phone.

15 missed calls, 35 texts, 19 twitter mentions, and 34 Instagram mentions.

All from Mahomies and the crew. Including Austin on fifty percent of the mentions. I didn't respond to any.

"Princess, you shouldn't have to go through this." He said, turning off the T.V.

He looked at me, knowing I wanted to cry. He kissed my lips, and pulled me closer to him. "I promise to never let you go through any pain anymore. You don't deserve any of this," he said, kissing my forehead brushing a strand of hair. I smiled and kissed his lips, before cuddling till there was no space between us. One hand was on his chest, the other next to me while both his hands were on my waist and back.

"I love you Cassandra. To the moon and farther back."

"I love you too Samuel, to the earth and farther back."

And like that we both fell asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night, hoping this was a dream.

But it wasn't, and I wasn't in Austin's arms, I was in Sams. But I didn't feel like I belonged in Sam's arms, I never felt like this with Austin's.

I check twitter, and soon saw Austin and Camila walking down the streets of New York together, holding hands. I felt a pain in my chest, only to know it was my heart. A tear slipped from my eye as I placed my phone back on its charger.

I'm glad he moved on, but at the same time, I wished I could still call him mine.

Like lullabies you are, forever in my mind.
I see you and all, the pieces in my life.
though you weren't mine,
You were my first love.

Austin:

Sure, I was with Camila but I could never get Cassandra out of my mind. Pictures were posted everywhere of me and Cassandra, and it all hurt.

To know I broke the worlds most beautiful girls heart, makes me feel horrible. "Is everything alright babe?" Camila asked me. "Yea, I'm fine." I said, her kissing my cheek. It wasn't like Cassandra's kisses, and it felt so wrong.

I checked Instagram, only to find photos of Cassandra and a boy. They were holding hands, and she was covering her face with I suppose his sweater. She looked terrified, I knew she hated Paparazzi. She never like cameras shoved in her face, told by all the times we would go out. I closed out and soon went on her twitter.

“@cassandravillanueva; moving on to something better, better, no more trying to make it work."

A pain was caused in my chest, from my heart of course. She moved on with that boy, whoever he was. I hope he treats her like a princess, gives her all his time, never let's her go. I hope he won't break her heart like how I did, I hope he holds her hand tight.

Because little does he know he's holding my world.

I hope he buys you flowers,
I hope he hold your hand,
gives you all his hours,
when he has, the chance.
take you to every party,
cause I remember how much you loved to dance.
do all the things I should've done,
when I was your man.

Oh how I cried writing this chapter. I'm so sorry Caustin shippers, but for now, they wont be together, for a while.

Basically she got back with her ex Sam and Austin got with Camila.

Who knows, they might get back together or maybe they won't.

You never know........

Anyways I hope you guys liked this chapter, make sure to vote and comment! It really does help to continue this book.

And don't forget to check out Fixing My Heart, A Sam Pottorff Love Story *NOT A SEQUEL TO THIS BOOK* I didn't read over so sorry for any mistakes, I just really wanted to update!

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