What time was it? 1:45am. Oh god. I'm dead. I stood up from Austin's bed and gathered my clothes. I wrapped a towel I found on the ground around my bar body. I walked to Austin's bathroom putting my hand on the knob until it opened unexpectedly.
"You're up." Austin smiled. I stayed silent still nervous how it was going to be when I got home. "What's wrong? You don't regret it do you?" He asked worryingly. I shook my head.
"It's not that. My dad's going to kill me." I said nervously. Austin held my cheeks in his hands.
"Go get dressed. I'll talk to him." He said kissing my lips. This wasn't going to be good. I pulled my clothes back on my body walking out the bathroom. Austin grabbed my hand and we walked to the elevator. He walked me to my front door as I opened it up.
"Where have you been?" Jessica said crossing her arms.
"I thought you were my dad." I sighed.
"I'll see you tomorrow." Austin said kissing my cheek. He walked back into the elevator as I closed the front door.
"You didn't answer my question. Where have you been?" She asked. Why was she acting like this?
"What's wrong with you?" I responded. "I was with Austin. You act like I committed a crime or something." I continued.
"You're so lucky that your father had a emergency work trip to Chicago or he would've killed you." She continued. "From now on, you have a curfew, 8:00 sharp." She continued.
"You're not my mom. You can't tell me what I can and can't do." I replied.
"Watch me." She said walking away.
"I can't wait until my dad breaks up with you." I mumbled under my breath.
"Excuse me." She said turning around.
"You heard me." I responded walking into my bedroom.
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Romance with my Idol?
Teen FictionSara was an average Mahomie. But when she visits her father in Miami, she hoped she would meet the one and only Austin Mahone. She wishes for just a photo but would it lead to even more than that?
