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Alan Ashby Imagine

Request: "Alan ashby imagine where you hurt your ankle at warped tour so you're kinda sitting down somewhere and alan walks by and asks whys youre just sitting there and you explain and he helps you to his tour bus but you feel bad that he's not out enjoying warped bc of you but he insists he doesnt mind and he feels bad that youre not enjoying warped so he starts playing a song on his acoustic for you."

A/N: Hello! This is my first imagine I've written as official co-writer for this account. I'm very excited to be able to do this, and hope you all enjoy! On a side note, I'm sorry if this imagine isn't as lively as my others, I've been having a bit of a rough week. ~MB

As gracefully as I could, I hobbled away from the food truck. I placed my subpar nachos on the table before plopping myself on the flimsy plastic bench, rocking the picnic table back and forth. Gritting my teeth, I grasped my left calf with one hand to pull it up and extend it across the bench. I studied my ankle, which was turning a shade of blueish purple at an alarming rate. I wasn’t as annoyed that I had rolled my ankle, but more so that I had done it while at a food truck. I mean, if I was going to injure myself at the all-mighty Warped Tour, you’d think I’d have been ‘cool’ enough to do it by moshing, or something of that sort. But who am I kidding? Of course it would happen when I was trying to find a napkin to snag. Not that I enjoy the shooting pain coming from my balloon sized ankle, but I’d just hoped that if I had injured myself, I’d have a thrilling story to tell along with it, not something pathetic like twisting an ankle while at a Tex-Mex food stand.

I sighed, and felt the churning in my belly that reminded me I was hungry. Grasping a queso and black bean covered chip between my index finger and thumb, I shoved the nacho into my mouth. As soon as the chip touched my tongue, I realized my mistake. Now, I don’t know why I even expected the food to taste any good, considering how repulsive the food truck smelled, but I was most definitely not expecting the nachos to be this terrible. I mean, c’mon, how can you screw up nachos? Just buy chips and melt some cheese, toss a can of beans in, and add a side of sour cream. But somehow, this food truck managed to take a relatively simple and tasty dish, and turn in into something that even Satan himself wouldn’t let past the gates of hell. Reluctantly, I swallowed the hideous chip, and prayed I didn’t vomit. Thankfully, I was able to hold it down. I pushed the platter of nachos to the other side of the table, trying to keep as much distance as I possibly could. 

Setting my forehead into my hands, I rubbed small circles around my temples with the pads of my thumbs, trying to soothe the pain from my twisted ankle and my empty stomach. I was slightly disappointed in myself. I had managed to screw up the one day I had been looking forward to all winter long. But I tried to push away the upsetting thoughts by reminding myself that I was at Warped Tour, which itself was a dream come true. I already had been fortunate enough to drop by three concerts, and pick up a few tee shirts for both my friend and myself. Closing my eyes, I tried once more to take my focus off the pain in my ankle. The picnic table jostled, letting me know somebody had decided to take a seat alongside me. I normally wouldn’t be bothered, but when the stranger made such commotion that it knocked my leg from its resting position on the bench and sent it to whack against the metal pole that sturdied the seats, I was not only furious, but also in quite a bit of pain. 

“What the hell?” I snarled, snapping my eyes open to challenge my visitor. It took a moment for me to realize that the man diagonal to me was Alan Ashby, but once I understood just who it was, my cheeks flushed a dark, dark shade of red. I parted my lips to apologize, but Alan got the word in before I could,

“Whoa, sorry man.” He lifted his fingers from where they lay rested on the table, it reminded me of the way criminals have to put their hands up when a police officer corners them for arrest. But once Alan noticed my cheeks blush, I caught a smirk flicker across his lips. 

“No, it’s my bad, really,” My voice cracked as I spoke, “I guess it’s the sun that’s getting to me.” I offered a sheepish smile. Alan returned it, except his was shining with confidence that I didn’t have. Thankfully, talking to a rockstar distracted the throbbing in my ankle. 

“What’s your name?” Alan spoke, studying me very carefully. I was becoming a bit uncomfortable by his stare. 

“(Y/N).” I breathed, still trying to wrap my head around what was going on. How the hell did I manage to luck out and meet Alan Ashby? He nodded after a moment, not bothering to introduce himself, because I had already made it very apparent that I knew him after my blushing.

“What’re you doing out here, on the benches? Pierce the Veil is just about to go on, don’t you want to see them?” I was honestly confused when Alan started asking me these questions, I had no idea why he would care about how I spent my time at Warped Tour. 

“Twisted my ankle, and as much as I would love to watch the Pierce’s, I don’t think my foot would very much appreciate that.” I was quite surprised on how cool I was being in this situation.

“How’d you manage to do that?” 

“I’d rather not say.” I muttered under my breath. Alan smirked again.

“You should probably go to the First-Aid Tent, don’t you think?”

I thought for a moment, before I shook my head, “It really isn’t that bad.” At once, I remembered that it was kind of odd that nobody else was crowding around Alan, but then I remembered. Nobody goes to the Tex-Mex food truck, so naturally, nobody goes to the Tex-Mex benches. I mentally thanked the cooks at the truck for being shitty chefs, and keeping the area abandoned. 

“Are you sure?” Alan peered over the table to take a look at my ankle that had been returned back to its resting spot on the bench.

“Mhm. I’ll be alright.” I tried to convince Alan, but I had a hard time doing that, considering I wasn’t even convincing myself. He glanced away from my ankle, and we exchanged eye contact for a moment. Needless to say, I started becoming flustered again, and my cheeks were once more a fiery red. 

“At least let me get you somewhere shaded.”

I pondered for a mere second before shaking my head. Alan frowned.

“I’m not taking, ‘No,’ as an answer. C’mon, I’ll show you the bus.”

At this point, I didn’t know what to do. I hated to tear Alan from an enjoyable day, but I also didn’t want to shoot down the opportunity to check out Of Mice & Men’s tour bus. He got up from the bench slowly, this time making sure to not jostle the table around and fling my foot into the metal table leg. He extended a hand once he got to my side of the bench. “Let’s go.” He spoke. It was more of a command than a request, so I swung my other leg around the bench, and rested the weight on my right leg to try and keep the pain at bay. Alan offered his help by slinking his arm under my left armpit, trying to keep me steady.

Alan lead me toward the tour bus, sneaking through quite a few shortcuts I had no idea existed. Of course, the scene probably looked ridiculous, Alan becoming a human crutch, and myself hopping about. Thankfully, it didn’t take very long to reach our destination. The sleek bus showed its true colors with a white ampersand painted on the side of the vehicle. My heart started to thump quickly, excitement surging through my veins. Alan pulled a key from his pant pocket, and slipped it into the lock on the door handle. Opening the door, Alan nodded at me to let me go ahead. I wobbled onto the bus, hopping like a champion up the couple of steps that to the lounge area. 

“No offense, Alan, but this was not what I had expected.” There was clutter everywhere, half-empty bottles of booze, and, naturally, Star Wars merchandise everywhere. Alan laughed, and patted the somewhat neat couch for me to sit on. 

“Sorry about that, there was a bit of a party last night.”

I shook my head lightly, a smile plastered to my lips as I settled on the couch. Alan took a seat on a chair opposite me, and glanced around the bus, not really knowing what to do. 

“I can go, if you want. I know you’ve probably got signings and interviews to go to, friends to hang with.” I spoke, becoming rather anxious that I was being a bother.

“Are you kidding?” Alan scoffed, “You just got here, besides, Warped has just started, I have the rest of tour to be with the guys and do interviews.” I shifted my gaze from the floor to look into Alan’s eyes; they were bright and friendly, which ebbed away my nervousness. “If anything, I feel bad for you, because you’re missing out on the full Warped experience.”

I shrugged, feeling a bit uncomfortable about being pitied by a member of one of my favorite bands. I lowered my gaze back to the black felt floor. An excited grunt sounded, and I looked back to Alan, who was now walking toward the bunk area. I furrowed my brows in confusion as he returned holding an acoustic guitar by its neck. “What in the hell are you doing?” I mused, the corners of my lips tugging upwards into a smile as he plopped back into the chair across from me.

“Since you have injured yourself, and therefore cannot go to another concert, I have decided to bring the concert to you.” Alan chuckled slightly, and adjusted the guitar on his lap. 

“You seriously don’t have to,” I rushed, feeling my cheeks ignite to a bright shade of red. 

“(Y/N), you are not leaving Warped Tour until you have heard another concert.”

I sighed shakily, my grin growing larger and larger. 

“Obviously, I don’t sing as well as Aaron, which is why I don’t sing the clean lyrics for the band, so please bear with me.” He smiled sheepishly, and then started to strum a tune on the guitar. I nearly melted on the couch once Alan started singing. It was too much, and it made my heart flutter with joy. 

“What do you see when you close your eyes? How do you feel when you see it? Who is to say that it isn’t real? And why can’t we lie to believe it, to believe in something?”

I was speechless. His voice was beautiful, and so was his playing. I felt as if I was in a dream, because this was truly surreal. Once he strummed the last note on the guitar, he looked up at me, a grin plastered to his pale skin. “I know it’s not as good, ‘cause the rest of the band isn’t here to do their part, but I hope you enjoyed your personal concert.” He chirped, fanning out his fingers to stretch them from their stiff position. 

“Alan, that was beautiful, I don’t know what you’re talking about, ‘It’s not as good,’ because I think it was stellar.” I scoffed, appauled of his doubt.

He smiled sheepishly, and leaned forward ever so slowly to plant a kiss on my lips, making my face turn beet red.

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Austin Carlile Imagine

wow this made me hella horny lolz enjoy~~ You heard your boyfriend, Austin's booming laugh from down the hallway. You were having a housewarming dinner party to celebrate your recent moving in together. He had a glass of red wine in his hand and wore a white button up with the sleeves rolled to the elbow and a skinny black tie. He looked absolutely delicious. His black slacks weren't too bad either. You could easily see his package-not that he was erect-but how big it was naturally. It made you hot and bothered. You wore a cute floral sundress that had a zipper over the bust. Not to be cocky, but your boobs looked pretty nice tonight. As you approached Austin and his fellow band mates/friends, he trapped his arm around you, his hand double the size of your petit shoulder. You rested your head on his chest and listened to his heart beating. You felt his raspy, deep voice vibrate whenever he spoke. You weren't sure why, but this made you extremely horny. You checked the time. Almost 11. People should be leaving soon. You, Austin, Alan, Tino, and a few others were the only ones left at this point. You were all sitting at your new dining room table, yours and Austin's hands interlocked. You made patterns with your fingers over his upper thigh-a signal you and him gave each other for when you were horny. Austin shot a look at you as if to tell you to stop. This only made you yearn for him more. As he tried to brush it off and speak to his friends, you made a bold move. You grabbed him. "Yeah, the new albu-UUUUM..." Austin tried to cover his moan. "...you okay dude?" Alan awkwardly inquired with a fuzzled look on his face. "Yeah yeah man, I'm fine. Fine. Fine fine fine." Austin quickly covered up with a smile and gave you a glare. You giggled. "Alright, well, I think we're gonna head out guys. It's getting late. I'll see you tomorrow, yeah?" Tino stood up. "Yeah, yeah. Thanks for coming guys." Austin saw them to the door. The second the door closed, Austin made a bee-line to the dining room. He stopped and narrowed his eyes, approaching you quickly. You felt yourself getting weaker by the second. He backed you up against the wall. "Hey baby." He whispered with a devilish grin. "Hi." You seductively replied. "Why do you have to be so god damn enticing? Huh?" He kissed up and down your neck. You moaned. "Yeah, that's what daddy likes to hear. Do it again." He grabbed your ass. You let out a throaty moan. He unzipped the front of your dress slowly. "Did I tell you how beautiful you looked in that dress tonight?" He said with a smile. "No." You blushed. "And did I tell you how sexy your boobs looked?" He fondled your breasts whilst whispering this to you, looking you dead in the eyes. His pupils were widening with every word he said. "No." You said shakily. "Mmm..." He trailed off, planting a soft kiss on each of your breasts. You felt his erection pressing up against your leg. "Did I tell you...that your dick looks exquisite in those slacks?" You laughed. He chuckled. "No, but I think it'd look better in your mouth." He immediately attacked your lips with harsh, fast kisses, his hands wandering frequently up and down your figure. He let low growls out into your mouth, his tongue brushing against yours. He gently pushed your head down. You took the signal to get down on your knees. You quickly fondled with his belt, pushing down his pants and boxers, his erection springing up. You looked up at him with longing eyes. "Suck." He said lightly, raising his eyebrows. You immediately spat on his cock, rubbing your spit all over his shaft, then quickly taking him whole down your throat. "Oh, FUCK yeah..." He said, his eyes closing with pleasure. You bobbed your head up and down, gently playing with his balls and humming against him. "Oh...oh god, (y/n), stop stop stop." He quickly commanded. You took him out of your mouth. "Why?" "I was gonna bust a nut." He laughed loudly. You laughed along with him. You stood up, rubbing your noses against each other. "Come get me." You whispered, barely audible. You ran from him, up the stairs to your bedroom. He chased after you, meeting you in the bed, where you already stripped down, naked. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and took off his tie, climbing into bed on top of you. He spat in his hand and rubbed your folds quickly. "UH!" You squealed. "Haha. Cute." He laughed at you, kissing your lips quickly as he guided his cock into you. "Oh, FUCK!" You yelped. "Yes, (y/n), yes..." Austin muttered under his breath as he rocked in and out of you rhythmically, the bed frame slamming up against the wall. You rubbed at your clit, pleasuring yourself. He looked you straight in the eyes. "My beautiful girl." He smiled, whilst thrusting in and out of you. You giggled and flipped over so you were on top. "Mm, ride me baby." He said, his hands resting on your hips. You obliged, bouncing up and down his huge length. "FUCK...just like that..." He growled. "OH!" You hit your g-spot repeatedly, practically screaming each time. "Don't stop babe, I'm almost there...oh fuck, I'm gonna cum, (y/n). Fuck..." He hissed quickly through gritted teeth at you. "Fuck, Austin!" You felt your own walls clenching around him. He quickly followed. "FUCK, YEAH! OHHH FUCK..." He yelled as he spilled his seed into you. Once you both calmed down, you collapsed on the bed, breathing in unison. "Wow." He said. "Wow is right." You replied. "Well, now this is officially our house. We've gone through the... 'initiation' process." He laughed, pulling you into his arms. You smiled and fell asleep. -Maggie

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Austin Carlile: Beside Me

Request: Will you do a movie day and cuddling and stuff with Austin Carlile?

A/N: ♡

The dull brightness of the sun that was rising was peaking from your long curtains reaching its way to your bed, hitting your face. You furrowed your brows and hid you face more into the duvet, hoping you would fall back asleep. But, your husband of two years and soul mate for five, Austin Carlile, noticed, and chuckled the slightest bit at your attempt. He slid under the duvet with you and wrapped his arms around your small waist, pulling your back close to his chest.

"Good morning gorgeous, time to wake up." He mumbled into the crook of your neck, leaving small kisses all the way down to your shoulders. 

"Good morning, handsome." You said softly to him, turning your head to kiss him good morning before sitting up and stretching, making the tiniest squeak as you did. Austin sat up next to you and smiled, getting off the bed and opening the curtains, letting all the sunlight flood into your room.

"It’s my day off today." He hinted, picking you up off you feet when you got off the bed. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist and smiled, “You know what that means?” you asked.

The both of you smiled and shouted in unison, “Movie day!” You throwing your hands in the air, Austin still carrying you.

"But first let me just freshen, up." You said, kissing him as he set you down gently, "Get the blankets and pillows ready!" You shouted as you began walking towards the bathroom.

"Aye aye, Cap’n!" Austin yelled, marching out the room to get the things ready, causing you to laugh. 

After you brushed your teeth, hair, and washed your face, you switched into one of Austin’s T-shirts, slipping out of your sleeping shorts, you hopped down your stairs to the living room. Hearing a loud thump, you rushed down to the living room and saw Austin lying on the ground with a blanket wrapped around his ankles. 

You laughed and walked over to him, taking the blanket and unwrapping it from his legs, “Did this really make you fall?” you said, helping him up and handing him the blanket.

"Hey, that one fell and made me drop all the other ones. I say we don’t use that one." He laughed, throwing the blanket to the corner of the living room. "Now, help me set up our fort, (Y/N)." He chuckled, kissing you, then grabbing the thinnest blankets first. 

"Okay, I’ll take the east you take the west." You smirked, hopping with some blankets and clothing pins to make sure they don’t fall. As time progressed, so did the size of the fort. You and Austin made sure that the fort was above the TV so you could lie on the floor and watch comfortably. Austin placed a fluffy duvet on the floor after you finished and threw all of the pillows in there too. 

"I think we’re finally done, babe." He smirked, shuffling up off the floor and wrapping his arms around you. 

"Finally." You huffed out, kissing his scruffy cheek, "I thought we’d never finish." 

He laughed and kissed your lips, “Thanks to these guns we did.” He finished, flexing his arms to show his muscles. 

“Okay, Austin.” You smiled, patting one of his arms. “How about you use those guns to help me get the snacks under the fort?” Already walking to the kitchen, Austin not even needing to answer because he was right behind you. 

The two of you got things from the cupboards and some things in the fridge you made with him. It all ranged from things such as chips to chocolate covered strawberries, with drinks, most which contained alcohol of course. Carefully, you and him moved the items to the fort and rearranged the pillows to a position that you both liked. 

"Want to watch 10 Things I Hate About You?” You asked Austin, knowing how much he loved that movie.

"Sure babe." He smiled, grabbing the DVD from where they were kept and played it, crawling back to you and stealing the bag of chips that were in your hand.

"Hey! I was eating those, jerk!" You protested as the movie started to play.

"Well now I’m eating them.” He said snarkily, “Plus there’s like three other bags, (Y/N). I’m pretty sure you can deal.” 

"Since there are three other bags, why didn’t you grab one of those, hm?" You asked rhetorically. 

"Because these are my favorite, duh." He laughed, shoving some chips in his mouth

"Why you little-" You started, pouncing on him so he was on his back, "They are my favorite and I am going to eat them.” You stated, grabbing an edge on the bag Austin wasn’t protecting and trying to wiggle back to where you were. 

"Hey! You’re going to rip it!" Austin protested, the both of you fighting for the bag. 

"No! You’re going to rip it!” You replied back, pulling harder on your edge as he did with his. But as the both of you pulled, what you said was true, the bag ripped in half and the remainder of the chips spilled everywhere.

"I told you!" Austin said, trying not to break the chips and make a bigger mess. 

"Well maybe if you weren’t such a lard and stole all my chips this wouldn’t have happened!” You retorted, helping pick up the chips scattered around you two. 

"Would a "lard” do this?!” Austin asked, getting the chips in his hand that dropped and ate them. 

"Yes! Yes they would, actually." You said, beginning to laugh uncontrollably as Austin’s face dropped at your answer. 

"I’ll show you!" Was the last thing Austin told you before he began tickling you from your sides.

"Cut it out! I can’t breathe!" You snorted, slapping his chest in hopes that he’d stop.

"Say I’m not a lard and I’ll stop!" He responded, tickling even harder. 

"Okay! You’re not a lard, Austin! Now stop! Please!" You admitted, finally feeling able to breathe properly again as he let go of your sides. 

"Awesome." Austin stated, wiping away all the chips and making everything clean again. Getting a piece of popcorn and eating it in victory. "Still," He began again, "I can always count on you to love me." Smirking at every word he spoke.

"Sadly." You said jokingly. 

"Hey." He pouted, now hovering over you, with his elbows propped up. 

"Just shut up and kiss me." You smiled.

"Whatever you say, baby." He chuckled, obliging to your request and slowly brushing his lips against yours. You took his face in your hands and you could taste the drink that was just on his lips, soon after pulling away. "God, I love you so much." He huffed out, turning back to his place in the fort. You blushed and the two of you continued to watch the movie, slowly consuming all the sweets and some drinks as time and movies progressed. 

Eventually, you were on the fifth movie and you heard Austin groan, “(Y/N), babe.” 

"Yes?" You asked, trying to keep paying attention to the movie. 

"I’m cold, and I need someone to cuddle with." He finished, opening up his arms, a silent invitation to lay in them. You rolled your eyes and filled the space, feeling Austin smiled against your neck, leaving a kiss. "How did I ever get so lucky to be with someone like you." He said, tracing tiny patterns on your legs and going up to your small waist. 

"I think the same thing sometimes." You smiled, flipping so you could be face to face again.

He scanned your face and smiled, “I feel sick from all the things we’ve been eating.” 

"Well aren’t you a charmer." You laughed. "Maybe if you didn’t stuff your face every two seconds you wouldn’t feel that way." 

"Hey don’t blame this all on me." He protested, "We over prepared for this day. Don’t lie." 

"Okay, so we did. But still, you didn’t have to eat everything, you know." You said, keeping your ground.

"Well you can’t expect me to not eat it! It’s so tempting.” He laughed, but quickly groaned, pushing away the gummy bears on his side. “Please, stop me next time, (Y/N). Or at least remind me what happened today if I try to do this again.”

"Well that’s what you get, fatty." You giggled, poking his side. 

"Can we sleep this off?" He asked, lightly squeezing your small frame in his arms. 

"Okay fine." You agreed, "But you have to carry me there." 

"You’re acting as if that’s a challenge." He smirked; slowly he got up and picked you up, carrying you bridal style upstairs. "At least we still have the stuff on our bed." He said, since every other blanket was on downstairs made up as a fort, which probably wouldn't be taken down until tomorrow. 

"That’s all that matters right now." You yawned, feeling yourself grow sleepy. Austin crept onto the bed, carefully placing you under the white duvet with him, tucking you in as he wrapped you in his arms again. Your mind slowly turned into a haze as you snuggled up to Austin more and he tightened his grip on you, leaving tiny kissed on your shoulder just like he did in the morning. 

"How did the universe create something as special as you." He murmured.

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Alan Ashby: Not Mine

Request: Love your imagines! :) they're great! would you please write an Alan imagine? could the plot be like, Austin hires you to watch his house and your like acquaintances, so after a tour Alan just goes to Austin's house with him and meets you and you two immediately hit it off. really fluffy please

"So you have all the keys, right?" Austin, your neighbor of a good five months asked you again for the billionth time. 

"Yes. I have all the keys, don't worry, Austin." you reassured him. "I'll make sure that everything is kept tidy and clean." 

"Thank you so much, (Y/N). I know I asked you so fast, but my tour starts in a couple days and no one can watch my house for me." He continued, checking his entire luggage again.

"Don't sweat it, Austin." you laughed, he seemed like a nice guy, you've said you're hellos when you moved in and things, never really said much else. "I'll make sure everything is spick-and-span when you come back."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Austin said to you, wrapping his arms around you and spinning you around, catching you completely by surprise. "I'm sorry, I just can't thank you enough!" He laughed. 

"It's fine, Austin." You smiled, "I'll come back to your house within.. two? Three days to check how your house is doing?" You asked, slowly creeping more to the door.

"Or," he said, stopping you in your tracks, "You can help me pack stuff? Get to know my neighbor who's going to watch my house, more? You know, so we're not complete strangers." He smiled.

"Of course, Austin." You replied, going back with him and helping clean and pack up his stuff with him.

The rest of that night was nice for you and him. No weird vibes or anything, he was actually a cool person. He could keep a conversation going and was possibly the sweetest guy ever. Eventually the day ended and you helped Austin with his things. Saying good bye and parting ways, you headed to your house and went to bed. 

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The two or three few months were a bit tedious, checking on Austin's things and fixing whatever needed to be fixed, then heading back to your own home. He gave you his number so you can call in case if any questions, which you did, obviously, not knowing much of his house and all. But after a while you got pretty pro at it, now Austin would be home in a few days and you could have to stop worrying if you watered someone's plants or not. 

You were in a casual outfit the day Austin was meant to come back from tour. You just finished putting the old blankets away when you heard the door shut. Walking down steps, you saw a tired looking Austin with his face in his hands as he was sitting on the couch. He had a lot more luggage here than when he left, though.

"Hey, Austin." You said, hoping you didn't bother him. 

When you heard you, though, his head shot up, "Hey, (Y/N)!" He sprang off the couch and hugged you. "Kept my house extremely tidy, I see." he snorted.

"Yup," you sighed in content, "Just as promised." 

"That's great, (Y/N)! Hey the-

"Yo, Austin. There was like, only this lemonade in the fridge, hope you don't mind." some guy with ginger hair and tattoos said as he entered from the kitchen the living room where you and Austin were. 

"I didn't get any lemonade. It's not mine." Austin told the man, laughing a bit. 

"It's mine, actually." You managed to say, the man's head turning to you, his face instantly turning a deep blush as he did..

"Oh my god I am so s-"

"(Y/N)!" Austin interrupted the man, clapping his hands together, "This is Alan Ashby, one of my guitarists and closest friend. Alan, this is (Y/N) (Y/L/N), my neighbor who's been watching my house for me." He finished.

Alan came up to you and shook your hand, "Nice to meet you, (Y/N)." He smiled.

"Nice to meet you, too, Alan." You said with a bright smile. 

"Now that you two have met." Austin said, getting up off the couch, "Back to what I was saying, (Y/N). My guitarist and I were planning on going to some sushi restaurant to celebrate us coming off tour. Want to join?" He asked.

You thought about it, you weren't doing anything the rest of the day. Plus, you were already ready, make up and everything. "Sure, Austin. I'll go with you guys." 

"Cool!" Austin smiled, "I'm going to invite one of my other friends, too. So while I get ready and you two can make yourselves comfortable." he winked, jogging up the stairs to his room. 

You sat on the couch and Alan joined, "So, how come I've never seen you whenever I go to Austin's?" Alan asked you. 

"I'm sort of a new neighbor." you answered, moving your position to face him, "I moved here, maybe five or six months ago." you smiled. 

"That's good. It would have been a shame if I never said hi to a pretty girl like yourself. How do you like the neighborhood here?" 

His comment made you blush, the two of you talked for the entire hour Austin took to get ready, laughing and possibly flirting with each other. As if you two couldn't run out of things to say. In fact, he gave you his number and you gave him your number, to talk after the dinner. 

"Hey!" Austin boomed from upstairs.

"What is it?" Alan replied, yelling almost as loud. 

"I invited my girl to come eat with us. Hope you don't mind." You could almost hear Austin smirk in his voice. He knew what he was doing. 

"Well, (Y/N)." Alan started, chuckling, "It would be a tiny bit awkward for us to be third wheels, wouldn't it?" he asked.

"Yes. I think it would, Alan. Why?" You giggled.

"Because, (Y/N). I would like to know, if you would like to go out with me to the sushi restaurant and be my date. Would you do me the honor?" he smiled, taking your hands in his tattooed ones. 

"I would really enjoy being your date, Alan. Yes, I will go with you." You answered, so glad he asked in the first place. 

"Great!" He smiled, leaning in closer to hug you. You could tell he was a good person, because most guys would probably go in for a kiss, and you wouldn't feel so comfortable with that. You could hear Austin's footsteps as he was coming downstairs. The both of you let go of the hug when Austin coughed obnoxiously loud. 

"What's going on here?" He asked, pretending to be shocked. 

"If you must know." Alan said, "I just asked (Y/N) to be my date for the sushi restaurant." Shyly grasping your hand.

"And," you continued, holding on to Alan's hand, "I said yes." 

"Really?!" Austin asked, once again acting as if he was shocked. You and Alan just nodded your heads, laughing it off, the doorbell rang. "Oh! That's  probably my girl." He smiled, walking to the door and greeting a pretty looking woman about the same age as Austin. 

He brought her to Alan and yourself and introduced her to you, since Alan already knew who she was. Turns out she was just a year younger than Austin and they met through friends. After the intro, you all headed to the restaurant, joking the entire time in the car. 

As you arrived, it was a pretty easygoing type restaurant. As you were sat down with everyone at the booth, Alan snuck his arm around your waist, causing you to giggle and blush. You held his hand that was around your waist and kept it there for a while, you felt so at ease with him. Austin raised his eyebrows to you and mouthed something, which you replied by making a face, glad only Austin saw it. 

The four of you stayed at the sushi restaurant for about two hours, surprisingly. It was possibly the greatest two hours that you've had for a while. But eventually, Austin was missing something from his girlfriend a little too much and they paid their part of the bill and took a cab home. So you and Alan paid your part, Alan paying it all despite you saying not to, and he drove you home. Which was easy to get to because you lived next to Austin. As Alan pulled up into your driveway, he got out and opened the car door for you, taking your hand and walking you to your front door step. 

"I had a really fun time with you, (Y/N)." Alan smiled, the fresh air of the night and crickets sounding in the background.

"I had a great time, too, Alan." You replied, biting your lip and looking at the ground, hoping that the dark wouldn't reveal your blushing cheeks. 

"You're really beautiful, (Y/N). You know that?" He asked, causing you to look up. Seeing him stare at your lips, biting his own. 

"Thank you, Alan." You snickered, looking up at him and feeling your face turn hot again. 

Before you could say anything else, Alan placed his hands on your cheeks and kissed your lips. They were so soft, you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back. He slithered his hands down to your lower waist and kept them there. Feeling each other's warm breath in the cool night only when you pulled away for air. His kisses felt like nothing you've ever experienced, maybe it was the cold night or his smile but something about him made you know that there would be more nights like this. So you pulled away as he kissed your lips for the last time. 

"Would you like to go on another date, sometime? Just the two of us?" He asked, laughing.

"I'd love to go on another date with you, Alan." You said. Glad that he wanted to have more nights like this just like you did.

"Awesome!" He smirked, you laughing at his little victory wiggle he did, "So, I'll text you. Would you like to go somewhere next Friday?" 

"Sounds like a plan, Alan! Can't wait." You said with a toothy smile, him returning one as well. You finally unlocked your door with your keys and said goodbye to him one last time before he started walking back to his car. As you barely took a step into your house you heard Alan again.

"(Y/N)!" He called.

"What is it, A-" you couldn't get to finish your sentence. Alan crashed his lips with yours one last time, savoring it. 

"I couldn't say goodbye without doing that one last time." He smiled, running his thumb across your cheek. 

"I'm glad you didn't." You smirked, pecking his lips one last time. "Goodnight, Alan." You giggled, him letting go of your face and walking to his car again. 

"Goodnight, (Y/N)." He beamed, and as you saw him start his car, you waved one last time before walking into your home. 

There was one thing you knew for sure, you couldn't wait for next Friday.

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Valentino Artega: It Goes Like This

Request: One where valentino arteaga teaches you how to play drums

You strolled through your shared house with your boyfriend of two years, Valentino, drummer of the band Of Mice and Men, in hopes to find something to do. You were walking around in a loose tank top and sweat pants, with your favourite fluffy socks, sliding on the floors from time to time with them. Just as you slid through the living room you slipped and fell on your bum, that's enough sliding for one day, you thought to yourself.

Eventually, you made it to the overly large garage, where your boyfriend and his band would write sometimes. You saw small amps and chords connecting to them, leading to guitars that you guessed were Alan's and Phil's. You looked at some papers on the coffee table (out of pure curiosity, of course) and saw some lyrics and tab notes. You smiled, noticing they were from Restoring Force, feeling the nostalgia start. 

Stopping yourself from looking through anything else, you wandered right in front of Tino's drum set. Biting your lip, you sat down on the stool and grabbed the drum sticks, looking at the drums. Tino wouldn't be back for a while, he left around one pm to Austin's to hang out for a bit, it was almost 8 o'clock now.

Having a stick in each hand, you put your foot on the base drum pedal and started tapping your foot. It was louder than you thought it would be, since you were by yourself and all. The sound of it echoed through the garage and house, and you decided to hit softly on the snares. You felt like you were doing a pretty good job, except for the fact it had no beat what so ever. And when you tried hitting a symbol it nearly fell. Grabbing the symbol and gently setting it back, you set the sticks down and let out a big sigh.

"I never thought I would see you playing my drums, (Y/N)." You heard a deep voice chuckle at the garage door. You screamed and fell off the stool, completely startled to see him. 

"You scared the hell out of me!" You yelled, trying to get your breathing back to normal. 

He laughed and started walking to you, wrapping his arms around your fragile waist and picked you up, kissing your neck, "I'm sorry, babe." He smirked against your skin. 

"Ugh, it's alright." you sighed, lightly turning to slap his chest. "All is forgiven." you giggled. 

"You were kind of terrible, though." He laughed, taking the drumsticks you set down and twirling them in his hands. 

"Oh c'mon, I wasn't that bad." You pouted. He just rolled his eyes and grabbed your waist again. Tino sat on the stool just where you were no more than five minutes ago, taking you with him and setting you on his lap. 

"You kind of were." He smiled, taking your hands in his large ones, "But don't worry, I'll teach you." He finished, kissing you hand that was in one of his, making you blush. 

"Well, alright Tino. I guess you can try and teach me." you agreed, kissing him on the cheek and focusing on the drums again. 

"Okay, (Y/N). First of all, you didn't even hold the sticks right. Here, you hold them like this. I'm pretty sure you'd be more comfortable holding them like this" He slowly maneuvered the between your fingers so you can keep better hold of it between your thumbs. "That feel better?" He asked, moving some hair from you messy pony tail and kissing your neck again.

"Actually, it feels a lot better." You smiled, turning your head to kiss him back. "Thanks, baby." you giggled, ready to start hitting the drums already. 

"Okay, well now, here comes the hard part. keeping beat." He chuckled, tapping his foot, so you were rocking on his lap. You giggled and started moving in between his legs, so you were on the stool too. You began tapping your foot with his and you managed the same pace, eventually. "That's great, (Y/N)!" Tino yelled, smiling at your progress. 

"Yay!" you self cheered, doing a little dance in the seat. Tino just smiled at you and moved your hands along with his skilled ones. 

After about a good, long, and very tiring three and a half hours, you managed to learn how to play Creep by Radiohead, perfectly. Within those three hours, you somehow hit Tino in the face twice, of course apologizing a million times and kissing where you hit him even more. Also, you dropped the symbols a numerous amount of times, you lost track after fifteen. But hey, Tino didn't give up on you, even if it was a simple song, and that's all that mattered to you. 

You yawned and stretched your arms, "Bed?" you asked Tino, who was now sitting on the couch right across from you, drinking a water. He nodded his head sleepily, you smiled softly and set down the sticks on the drums, and Tino walked over to you, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder with ease. You laughed and let yourself be carried, three hours of drumming were too much for you, unlike him. 

He carried you all the way upstairs to the bedroom and gently laid you on the bed, covering you in the blankets, which he soon crawled into next to you a few seconds later. You both already changed so you were in fresh pajamas, all cozy and tired. He wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you to his chest, which you cuddled into. 

"Thanks for teaching me how to play that song, Tino." you sighed out, closing your eyes. 

You felt him kiss the top of your head before he spoke, "Of course, babe. I know you love that song. Plus,it was pretty painful seeing you like that with my drums when I could've been teaching you." He chuckled, lightly squeezing you more in his arms. 

"Well, I'm glad you did." you smiled, lifting your head the tiniest bit to kiss his scruffy beard. "Good night." You finally said, Tino replying the same to you as you two fell asleep into a peaceful night, with you in his arms.

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Austin Carlile: Pretty Little Lady

Request: omg!! I love the Alan one you did, so good :) can I have an Austin one where he’s trying to teach his child (like 3ish) to roller skate and she runs into you and you help her up and comfort her cause she’s crying and he comes over and thanks you and you two instantly like each other but at the end of the day he doesn’t say anything cause he’s hesitant to get in a new relationship because of his daughter but she tells him to go after you! Thanks if you do it

You started off your day pretty simply. Finally got off work, took a shower, relaxed for a bit. But for some reason, you felt so cooped up, and you didn’t feel like making any plans with friends today. So you decided to go and walk around the park not too far from where you live. Putting on an outfit for the park, you grabbed your keys and drove away. 

Finally arriving, you got out of your car and started walking to the lake that centered the park, sitting on a bench shaded by some trees. Grabbing a book from your purse, you started to read and block out everything, felt nice to breathe some fresh air. 

But your reading was soon interrupted when you heard a tiny yell come from your left side. You turned your head and instantly saw a small girl tumble down on roller skates in front of you. Shocked, you rushed to her side and helped her up. 

"Are you alright?" you asked, feeling your maternal side kick in, dusting dirt off of her clothes. She was crying from the fall and looked no bigger than 4. Not knowing what to do, you picked her up in your arms and cradled her. Eventually hearing her cries get soft, you set her down and took her to the bench you were sitting at. 

"Are you alright?" you asked again, she looked calm now. In fact, she started smiling at you.

"Mhm, thank you." She said shyly, giggling and covering her face because she was blushing. 

"Do you know where your mommy is?" you told her, you didn’t see anyone when she fell, or now. 

"I don’t have a mommy, but my daddy is here." She started, "You’re pretty." she smiled a toothy smile. 

"Why thank you." you smiled, standing up and picking her up with you, "Let’s look for your daddy now. What’s your name little missy?" 

"Holly Carlile." She said proudly, making you laugh. "Yours?"

"That’s a pretty name, Holly. Mine is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N)." You said, starting to walk in the direction she was skating from, hoping to see someone looking for her. 

"Holly! Holly! Where are you?!" You heard someone shout. You turned your head up from the talk you were having with Holly and saw a tall man with roller skates in his hand walking around in a panicky matter. He had sunglasses on and black skinny jeans with a white t-shirt. He also had a nose piercing and had tattoos covered on his arms and on his neck. 

"That’s my daddy!" You heard Holly yell in joy, wriggling in your arms. 

As Holly yelled that you saw the man whip his head to your direction. As soon as he saw you with Holly you could see a wave of relief wash over him. Holly wriggled more in your arms, queuing you to set her down. When you did, she was picked up again by her father and spun around.

"You scared me to death, Holly!" Her dad said, "Please don’t go away like that again." He huffed out, squeezing her in his arms, kissing the top of her head. 

"I’m okay, daddy. (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N) helped me find you!" She smiled, taking off his sunglasses and pointing to you, still in his arms. 

He looked at you and the both of you froze for a second, his brown eyes met yours and he smiled, “Thank you so much,” He told you, “I tripped and bent down to re-tie my skate laces, but I decided to take them off instead, and when I look back up, Holly was gone. I’m so sorry for bothering you.” 

"It’s alright. I wasn’t doing much anyway." You reassured, rubbing one of your arms.

"Well, i’m Austin. It’s nice to meet you." He chuckled, sticking out his free hand.

"(Y/N)," you smiled, shaking his hand, "nice to meet you, too."  

"She’s pretty! Huh, daddy?" Holly giggled to Austin. You instantly felt your face get hot and you could tell you were blushing. Austin was blushing almost as hard.

"Y-yeah, Holly. She is." He said in a nervous tone, laughing it off. "So, (Y/N), would you, by any chance like to get ice cream with us? There’s a stand right across the lake." He offered, you could see he still had some pink on his cheeks. 

"Well," You started, "I wasn’t doing anything important, sure Austin." You replied, starting to walk with him, Holly taking both of your hands to help her roller blade. You and Austin talked the entire way, helping Holly move in her skates, laughing the entire way. You two really connected, turns out he lives not too far from you, and Holly is actually three and a half. 

Holly got chocolate, you got chocolate chip cookie dough, and Austin go rocky road once you arrived at the stand. After Austin paid, when you kept insisting you do, the three of you sat down on grass near a hill.

You lost track of time after about an hour because of how much you kept talking with Austin. Turns out he’s in a band, and they tour around the world,  so when he does, he let’s his dad take care of Holly. Also he said how smart Holly is, unlike some kids her age. You talked too, like how you’re working in a fashion business and things are going great. 

"The sun is going to sleep!" Holly yelled, pointing to the sunset, lying on her back against the hill to watch. You and Austin doing the same.

"It’s beautiful." You smiled, viewing the sky and it’s changing colors. 

"Yeah, it is." Austin agreed. He gently moved his hand over yours and you could feel yourself blushing again. You decided to be brave and intertwine your fingers with his, and the three of you stayed like that for a while. None of you spoke as the colored sky kept fading to darkness, Holly was lying in the middle of you two, over your arms as a pillow for her head. It was so calm, and quiet, you didn’t want the moment to end, but it did. As soon as the sun was gone you felt Austin remove his hand from yours and stand up, taking Holly in his arms. 

"It was nice meeting you, (Y/N). Thank you for helping Holly." He said in a monotone voice, leaving you sitting on the grass alone. You think he would at least say good bye, guess not. 

When you got up and patted off all the grass off you, you turned on your heel on started walking the opposite direction to your car. But when you took one step, you hear Holly start to yell at Austin. You stopped walking to hear her.

"Why are we leaving (Y/N)? I didn’t say bye!" she pouted, "You neither!" 

"Well, chances are she’s very busy." He told her. 

"Nuh uh!" Holly said, "You like her, huh daddy." she giggled. "I want to see her again!" 

"Holly, you know I’m not good with these things." He said, "What happens when things turn bad, hm?" 

"It won’t, daddy!" She said, "(Y/N) is a nice lady, and pretty! You should say bye nicely like you tell me to.” Holly finished, crossing her arms defiantly. With a deep breath, you heard Austin call your name again. You turned to them and saw Austin walking to you.

"I guess I didn’t properly say good bye." He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck with is free hand that wasn’t carrying Holly. 

"I didn’t get to say good bye either." You laughed. 

"Hey, (Y/N), how about I give you my number? If you want, we could meet up at the park again. With Holly of course." He said nervously, with hopeful eyes on you the whole time.

"I’d like that." you smiled, handing him your phone. When he gave you your phone back he gave you his. Once numbers were exchanged you said good bye properly, Holly saying good bye first, hugging you tightly.

"Good bye, Austin." You blushed, reaching for a hand shake. 

"Good bye, (Y/N)" He chuckled, reaching for a hug instead, "I had a fun time today, thanks again for taking care of Holly." 

"Of course, Austin. I had a fun time, too" you smiled, hugging him back, making sure not to squish Holly.

"I’ll call you." He smiled when he let go, leaning down to kiss your cheek, "Good bye, (Y/N)." giving you one last smile before turning and walking with a sleepy Holly in his arms. 

"Good bye, Austin." you smiled, finally walking back to your car in a blissful evening.

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Austin Carlile: Your Love's Not What I Need Pt. 2

Request: I know requests are closed but I’ll forget later; you should make a second part to the one where Austin and the girl meet in the bar on valentines day! Like have them go out once, but they decided to be just friends(flash forward) now they’re bffs & they love each other but haven’t admitted it yet&one day YN gets her heart broken & austin comes over&cuddles&fluff, but then it leads to SMUT. Omg this could be such a good chapter imagine I’m so happy you’re the one that wrote the first one😍😍😍

It has been three days since your Valentine’s day was spent with Austin Carlile, and now you and him finally made plans to get sushi together. You were pretty nervous too, you hadn’t had a date in a long while, and you weren’t even sure if you were ready to.

Examining yourself in the mirror one last time, you heard your phone ring. Slipping on your heels, you went to check it, a text from Austin saying here would be here in two minutes.

Everything was going to be okay, you kept reminding yourself. Looking at your flawless make up one last time, you heard someone knock at the door, must be Austin. Going downstairs and opening the door, you saw a smiling Austin with flowers in his hand.

"Pretty flowers for the pretty lady." he chuckled, handing you the sunflowers that were wrapped in a nice looking paper.

"Thank you, Aus." you smiled, going to put the flowers in a vase, "Come in if you’d like." you said to him, not wanting to seem rude. Austin nodded and came in just as you placed the sunflowers in a water filled vase.

"Ready to go?" he smiled, putting his arm out for you to grab it.

"Absolutely." you replied, taking his arm in yours and walking out.

He opened the side of his car door and put you in, closing it and going around to the driver’s seat. Well, he is a gentleman, you thought to yourself.

The entire drive there you two got to know each other more, his band that he talked about was actually very successful, and he always toured around the world. You on the other hand, were a tattoo artist and tattoo designer in progress of getting their own shop.

As you two finally arrived at the fancy restaurant, he took your hand and led you out, paying the vale walking inside, wrapped in his arms the entire time. The lady at the front took you two to a table and took your orders, leaving soon after.

You and him made small talk until the food came, it was weird though, something didn’t really feel right about dates for you, but Austin seemed to be enjoying it.

You didn’t really want to talk much, as nice as Austin was, you didn’t really feel yourself warming up to him. Austin started noticing how quiet you were and spoke up.

"Hey, (Y/N). You okay? We could leave if you want."

"I think we should, Austin." you said softly, not wanting to see his face drop in disappointment.

"Alright, let me just pay and I’ll take you home." He said, you just nodded and kept your head down, you couldn’t believe you just said that to him.

As he paid the waiter and left a tip, he gently took your hand and went to the car, both of you quiet the entire time. And the car ride wasn’t much either, you twiddled with you thumbs and Austin kept his eyes on the road, shifting his eyes to you from time to time. After about fifteen minutes, he stopped at the front of your house.

"Want me to walk you out?" He asked kindly, you shook your head up and down to him.

He got out the car and opened your door, walking you to your front steps, “I’m sorry, Austin. I didn’t want to ruin this date.” you spoke quietly, unlocking you door.

He stooped you from what you were doing and took your hands in his, “(Y/N), it’s alright. I knew the odds of this working out would be small since you told me all those things at the bar.”

"Austin," you started hesitantly, "If you would want to, I would still like to be friends with you."

He smiled and let go of your hands, “I’d love that, (Y/N). I’ll text you tomorrow?” He said as he started walking to his car.

"Sure. Good bye, Austin." you said, waving to him. He smirked and waved to you, driving off in his car, leaving you on your porch.

That night as you were bundled in your blankets, thinking about the date, Austin sent you a text: Goodnight, (Y/N). Sweet dreams 😊

You smiled to yourself and responded, Goodnight Austin 💖

Putting your phone down, you got more into the sheets, watching some dumb romantic comedy playing on the TV, feeling your eyelids become heaver until you couldn't hold them open anymore. Finding yourself going to sleep on the couch. 

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Almost two years have passed since your incident with Austin, and now you and him were better than ever. It was safe to say that you two were the best of friends. Every time Austin got off tour, you would be the first person he would visit, hanging out almost everyday and going out to places. 

And although Austin was so kind about wanting to be friends with you after it didn't work out, you couldn't help but think what would've happened if it did. At first you shook it off, but as you kept being with him more, seeing him more and his goofy personality, you felt yourself growing feelings towards him.

You didn't really like it, but every time you and Austin would be together, you felt butterflies inside, not to mention how his band always said you two should date already. Even Tino, the drummer of the band, told you how Austin felt the same but didn't want to admit it when you were out with them one night at a club. 

But now you couldn't say anything, because as of tonight you would be going on a date with a co-worker's friend, named Blake, who you've been seeing for a couple months. You weren't going to lie, he was pretty attractive, but he was also just an okay guy, maybe not Austin, but a nice guy. Austin even knew about you and him since you were the first one you talked to him about, and you could tell he didn't really like the idea, but he just faked a smile and said he was glad you were happy, but the thing is, you weren't really all happy.

Now, you just arrived at the restaurant and sat yourself down at the table for you and him that you had to reserve. You texted him and asked when he was coming, you actually sent him multiple texts, but he didn't reply to any one of them. Just as you were about to get up, you saw Blake walk to the table, making you sit down again and smile.

"Hey babe." Blake said, "Sorry I'm late, but I really need to talk to you about something." 

"Sure, what is it?" you asked, taking a sip of your water, reaching for his hand, but he pulled away. 

"I think," he started, blowing some air out his nose, "we should see other people (Y/N)." 

You sat there shocked, "Did I do something wrong?" you said.

"It's not really you." Blake said, "Mainly your actions." 

"What's that suppose to mean?" you were so confused, you never did anything to him.

"We've been seeing each other for what? three months?" he asked

"More or less." you said, but you knew, it was almost four months, just two more days and it would have been four months. 

"Okay I'm just going to say it," he said as he stood up, "You haven't put out. And I don't like a tease." 

"Are you being serious?" you said getting angry, "You're breaking up with me because I haven't had sex with you yet?" 

He started walking out the restaurant and you did the same, "Look, (Y/N). You're nice and all, but I don't this is gonna work out. Bye." He finished, jogging off to his car and leaving you by yourself in the cold. 

Confused and having multiple thoughts race through your head, you decided to call Austin to some and pick you up since you took a cab. 

No more than a few seconds later, Austin picked up, "Hello?" 

"Austin?" you said, your voice sniffling a bit, "Can you pick me up at the restaurant I told you about?" 

"Of course, (Y/N). What happened? Are you okay?" His voice filled with worry, hearing him get up.

"I'm not sure, Austin. Just come as fast as you can, please." 

"I'll be there in five." Austin said, saying good bye and hanging up, which left you again in front of the restaurant in the cold. 

Just as Austin promised, he was there within five minutes. You saw him as he got out the car and rushed towards you, taking you in his arms. He held you tightly, as you felt a small tear flow down one of your cheeks.

"What happened to you, (Y/N)? Please stop crying." Austin said in an easy voice, wiping away your tear with his thumb. 

"H-He broke up with me, Aus." you managed to croak out.

"What?! Why? That son of a- Where is he?!" He said, his calm voice getting replaced with anger.

"Austin, it's fine." you said, placing your hand on his bicep, "Can you just come home with me? I need someone." 

His face softened, "Alright, (Y/N). I'd be glad to be there for you. Let's go." 

He took your hand in his and directed you to his car, putting you in and driving off. The ride was somewhat silent, Austin never let go of your hand, and you just stared out the window with your forehead to the glass. No more than ten minutes passed and you were home with Austin.

"Want me to carry you in?" He asked, you were tired of today and you just nodded your head. Austin got the message and took you out of his passenger seat and carried you all the way inside the house to your room, where he left you for a split second so you could change to pajamas, too lazy to take off all of your make up. 

"Austin." you called, already wrapped in your warm white duvet. He opened the door to you room and peeked his head in, making you giggle the slightest bit, his face instantly glowing after he heard you.

"I hope you don't mind, I got you some hot chocolate from your pantry." He chuckled, he new hot chocolate always made you feel better, and the cold weather was the perfect time for it.

"Thank you." you smiled, taking the cup from him as he got under the covers next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You snuggled up to him more and grabbed the remote controller, turning on your TV that was playing Breakfast at Tiffany's.

"I'm sorry about what happened, (Y/N)." Austin said to you, kissing you temple, making you blush.

"It's alright Austin, I just can't believe I didn't see who he really was before. He was the first person I've dated in a while, you know? I'm sorry I had to ruin your night." you mumbled, placing your cup on your nightstand and wrapping your arms around his chest. 

"(Y/N), I would drop everything I'm doing for you. You didn't ruin it. It's alright." he reassured, placing his hand on top of one of yours, feeling your cheeks burn. You looked away from him, hoping he wouldn't see you blushing, he chuckled and placed his hand under your chin so you could make eye contact with him.

"I need to tell you something (Y/N)." Austin said quickly, eyes still boring into what felt like each other's souls.

"Anything, Aus." You whispered out, your face not a mere three inches away from his. 

Before saying anything, Austin grabbed your face and placed his lips onto yours, feeling that same hot shock that you felt with him the first time you met at the bar. You instantly melted in his arms, feeling him moving about your body. You pulled away and were left speechless. 

"I'm in love with you, (Y/N). I can't believe I waited this long to tell you, especially after what happened. But I just wanted you to know, and if you don't feel the same, tell me so I can leave right now." He had so much worry creased along his face, his arms still tightly wrapped around your small frame.

Looking at his lips and then back at him, you kissed him again, more hungrily than the last, knowing you wanted him there. "I'm in love with you too, Austin." you said, going on top and straddling his lap, "Please stay, I don't want you to go anywhere."

"As you wish." He smirked, lightly pulling your face to his so he can kiss you again, soon becoming more and more heated. 

He eagerly licked the bottom of your lips for permission, which you granted happily. As Austin slipped his tongue into your mouth, roaming, you felt yourself moan into his mouth. He smiled in between the kiss, and tenderly lied you onto your back, hovering over your by propping himself on his elbows. Austin pulled away and attached to your neck, leaving love bites everywhere, making your core become more wet than it already was. 

You tugged at his hair as he crept downward to your hip bones, lifting up your loose fitting T-Shirt and pulling it off, you didn't have a bra on so that made it better. He scanned your upper body with his eyes and bit his lip, continuing to do his work on your pajama shorts, peeling them off with ease, revealing your lace underwear. He looked at you and smirked, making you smile and lie our head back, eager for him to start. 

As Austin took off your underwear he moved one of his hands to your breasts and massaged it, making you moan, instantly realizing and shutting your mouth, Austin chuckling.

"Austin," you said, "I know this is embarrassing, but I'm a-a-" 

"A virgin?" He finished for you. You bit your lip and nodded. "Don't worry (Y/N), it'll be alright, okay? If anything hurts we'll stop." he said in a voice that made you relax, even though he was still leveled at your hips. You took a deep breath and nodded again.

With a gentle smile, Austin lowered himself and massaged your clit with his fingers, making you uncontrollably moan out, tugging harder at his dark hair. He put your legs over his shoulders and licked your inner thighs, teasing you even more than needed. 

"Austin, please." you breathed out, running your hands through your hair in frustration. With a snicker, Austin placed his lips over your wet core and started sucking on your clit. You yelped out and formed your mouth into an 'o' shape, feeling him smile against your sensitive skin. He gently pushed two fingers in you, stretching you out. It felt extremely good as he picked up the pace, until he added another finger, making you wince at the pain a bit, eventually easing into more pleasure. And within seconds, you came undone, already yelling out his name and trying to regain your breath.

"You taste so good, (Y/N)." he mumbled, removing himself from your core and hovering over you again, kissing you again so you could taste yourself. You picked at the hem of his shirt and he slipped it off, along with his jeans he kicked off, leaving him in only his boxers which showed his hard member. You drew a shaky breath and Austin looked at you, "Are you sure you want to do this?" 

"I'm sure." you said. And with that, Austin took off his boxers, revealing his large shaft. There were condoms in the nightstand so he took one and rolled it onto his member. After, he started pushing himself inch by inch into you, you shutting your eyes and scratching your nails down his back due to all the stretching, but after a few thrusts you felt the slight pain turn into pleasure.

"You're so tight, (Y/N). Fuck." Austin groaned, kissing you roughly.

"A-Austin!" you yelled, biting at his neck and clawing at his chest you were sure would leave marks. He just cursed under his breath and started going rougher, placing his hand on your hips and motioning them with his. As if Austin knew, he placed your legs over his shoulders again and hit exactly on a spot that made you feel like you were going to burst.

"Are you close?" He panted in your ear, moving his hands upward to your breasts, playing with them causing you to involuntarily moan. 

"I think s-so." you said in a voice barely audible. As you said those words, Austin put one of his hands on your clit and rubbed in circles with his thumb. The knot in your stomach burst, seeing unclearly as you opened your eyes, calling his name over and over as you kept raking your nails on him and clenching around his large member. 

"I love you, (Y/N)." Austin groaned, nipping more at your neck. You couldn't reply, only grab his hair and run your hands through it, caressing his face and kissing his swollen lips. 

He continued to push himself in and out of you all the way every single time when you were still recovering from your second orgasm. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer to you, moaning into his ear, hearing him whimper. Austin snaked his arms around your lower waist and pulled your even closer than you already were, hitting exactly on your spot again. You arched your back against his chest, your body in motion exactly with Austin's. At this point you were certain the neighbours had heard you two from your house, the house was filling up with pleasurable moans and yells.

"Austin." You cried, trying to catch your breath somehow. 

"Let it go, (Y/N)." Austin murmured as he kissed your collar bones. As he said that again within a few seconds you let out one last moan mixed with his name and came. 

"I love you." He kept mumbling, biting at your lip, pulling himself out completely and slamming into you. Within a minute when you finally came down from your last high he came, slowly pulling out and lying next to you, the room filled with silence as your both tried catching your breath.

Austin got up from the bed and threw away the condom, coming back and slipping on his boxers, handing you a fresh T-Shirt Austin kept at your house. As you slipped it on, Austin slid into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around your back and pulling you onto his chest. 

You pressed your forehead to his, "I love you, Austin." kissing his lips.

Austin took your face in his hands and kissed back, "I love you too, (Y/N). And I know this is late, but, will you finally be my girlfriend?" he smiled.

You pecked his face in small kisses and he laughed, "I would love to be your girlfriend, Aus." 

"Good. I was really hoping you would, and, (Y/N), ever since that one date, I was really hoping you'd give me another chance." He chuckled, rubbing small circles on your bare thigh. 

"Well here's your chance, Austin. And I know I said I wasn't one for love, but with you, it's different. I want you to know that, I truly love you." You said quietly, looking into his hazel coloured eyes.

"I'm in love with you, too. Now come here." He smiled, switching you to his side so you could cuddle up more, his strong arms cradling you. "Goodnight, (Y/N). Sweet dreams." 

You snugged yo the crook of his neck and pecked his lips once last time, "Goodnight Aus." 

And as he turned off the TV, you felt yourself becoming more tired. The last thing you remembered from the night was him drawing patterns on your bare back with his fingers. Drifting into one of the most peaceful nights you've had in a long time.

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Austin Carlile: Repeating Apologies

 Request: an austin carlile request where YN is dating austin, and YN was really good friends with Mitch, like BEST friends. And on the anniversary of his death you were suppose to see him but Austin got drunk with his band and forgot about it so YN left your house crying and didn't come home till like 1 in the morning and austin gets really mad at you but you explain that you were seeing Mitch and he makes it up to you somehow? 

You paced around your living room, looking at your phone for any recent texts, but there wasn’t any. You were waiting for your boyfriend of four years, Austin Carlile, also the front man of the band Of Mice and Men. He was suppose to be home by now, he promised to go with you to see your best friend, Mitch Lucker, at his resting place. He sent you a text at exactly 5 o’clock, saying it wouldn’t be much longer till studio time was over, that it would only be about half an hour by the most. But now it was 10 pm, and you were absolutely terrified, bad thoughts flooding into your mind.

You decided to call him, 'Maybe he had to stay a little longer' you thought, 'No, he couldn't stay for five more hours that's ridiculous.' His phone rang, and rang, and rang, until it went to voicemail. So you called again, and again, still no answer. You were all ready to see Mitch, you brought out some old pictures of you two from when you were kids, and some flowers that you and him use to pick at and make flower crowns. But sadly Austin wasn’t there with you, and it was so late, you kept wondering if you should leave or not. 

Instead you called his one of his band mates, Tino, to see if he knew what happened. It rang, making you become anxious, until he actually picked up.

"Hey Y/N!" You heard him yell out, what was that he was yelling over? It sounded like music. 

"Hey Tino." you said a little quiet, "Do you know where Austin is?" 

"Oh yeah I know!" He laughed out, making you feel instant relief.

"Can you tell me where he is, he was suppose to be here right now for something important." You choked out a little.

"He’s right here! Say hi Austin! Man he’s so wasted!" Tino yelled.

“Hey Y/N!” Austin said, making your breath hitch in your throat, ‘He was at a club.’

"Austin? Where are you? You were suppose to be here!" You yell over the phone, close to crying. 

You heard Tino mumble something and hand the phone to Austin, leaving some privacy for you both.

"What do you mean baby it’s still early!" He slurred out, you then hearing girls’ voices laugh in the background.

You started to cry, making Austin stop laughing, “What’s wrong Y/N? It’s not that big of a deal, I’ve been out before!” 

"Today was suppose to be the day we were going to see Mitch! I can’t believe you forgot, what a wonderful friend you are Austin. Good bye." You said, hanging up on him, grabbing all the things for Mitch and heading out the door into the cool night, not even taking the car.

*Austin’s POV*

    Y/N hung up on me. Crying, broken, feeling forgotten, and I did that to her. I snapped out of my drunken state and realized that I actually forgot that today was the date. When Mitch and Y/N made a pact to visit who died first to set up a timeline of their friendship, yeah it sounded funny, but they made it when they were drunk together, I remember when she told me about it with Mitch, laughing, saying it wouldn’t happen for a long time. It all seemed like yesterday.

"Hey Austin we’re gonna do some shots! Want one?" Phil laughed out, holding two shots in his hands.

"I can’t Phil, I forgot something." I mumbled before trying to push my way out of the club.

"Be careful Austin! Don’t do anything stupid!" He called out to me before I left. Sprinting to the house Y/N and I shared, not even taking a cab.

When I got to the house, there were no lights on, it was dead silent, I gulped and grew worried, what if she has done something, it would be my fault. I’m such a terrible fiance, how could I forget about this one day that meant something to her.

"Y/N?!" I called out as I was opening the door, it was unlocked. I closed the door and locked it,   ”Y/N please answer! Where are you? I’m sorry!” I yelled into the house, looking in every room, not seeing a trace of her anywhere, except her phone that she left on the table. 

"I can’t believe I did this to her."I sobbed to myself, sitting on the couch, not even bothering to turn on the lights, burying my face in my hands.

*Regular POV*

You kept crying, walking to Mitch, which was only about half a mile away now, the grave yard was pretty far from your house, but you didn’t even care, you just wanted to see him and do the pact you and him made.

But you couldn’t even hold back tears and you weren’t even at his grave yet, you were just so sad Austin forgot about you, and Mitch. Sobbing on the side of a road, walking holding all those things in your arms, not crazy at all. But it’s not like you cared, at least you wore water proof makeup.

You finally saw it, the graveyard, and started running, trying not to drop anything n the process. Out of breath you saw Mitch’s grave, and started slowly walking to it, you couldn’t bare the fact that he was there, no longer with you or his family.

"Hey Mitch." You said, tears spilling out your eyes even more than before.       "I brought all the things for our time line." You smiled, trying to make it seem better. You brought out some baby pictures of you both, playing at a park, where your moms met and became friends. Placing it at the corner of his grave, bawling in tears.

"Remember these days?" you spoke to him, showing pictures of you both missing some teeth in the first grade, and then one of you both skating with your boards at some beach when you were in middle school. Putting them in a little line next to him. You started gathering other pictures, from high school when you had your punk phase with him, giggling at the days you would get in trouble with him for ditching. And a picture of you at his first gig with his band, in some small venue, reminiscing on how crazy it got, Mitch making sure you wouldn’t get hurt. 

"I can’t believe how big your band got, i’m so proud Mitch." You sniffled out, placing all the pictures around. You finally got the flower crown from those flowers you and him picked, placing it right on top of his grave stone, gently, breathing softly, trying to hold back tears. Placing some other memories here and there, spreading them all around his tomb stone, finally finishing the timeline, forgetting about how long it took you. 

"I miss you Mitch, rest easy." You weep out, hugging his tomb stone one last time, getting up slowly, looking at what you placed, actually proud on how it turned out, knowing Mitch would have made fun of it if he was with you. Turning around slowly, trying now to look back, letting tears fall as you walked back home.

About two hours later it was already 1:30 am, and you felt so tired, walking in the cool air, thinking to yourself, taking it all in. When you got home the lights were still off, except the door was locked. 'Austin probably came home drunk, wouldn't be surprised if he was knocked out on the floor.' 

As you opened the door, you slammed the door closed, not even caring how you looked, your face was probably stained with tears, not like any one would see you.

"Y/N?" you heard someone say as you turned on the lights, revealing a tired looking Austin, making you look at him with such an unsympathetic way in your eyes.

"Yeah Austin." You mumbled, about to walk to your room, before Austin grabbed you hand and made you turn, "What do you want?!" tiredly yanking your hands from him, causing him to take a few steps back and look at the floor.

"We need to talk." He said quietly, looking at you with sad eyes. Making you notice how red his eyes were, he was crying.

"About what?" You said lowly, still facing the ground.

"You can’t just storm off like that without telling me!" He said loudly, making you jump a bit.

"Well it’s not like you cared!" You yell out, walking to the living room, Austin following you.

"I did care! I did this entire time! I know I fucked up! But that gives you no right to leave out of no where!" Austin said towering over you, eyes still red.

"Actually, it gives me plenty right to leave and see Mitch! This was suppose to be the day to do the pact, with or without you, and I did, it’s not my fault you got drunk with your band mates and forgot about me and him!" You yelled back, running your fingers through your hair in frustration. 

His eyes softened, and he stared at the ground, “Y-Y/N,” he started, gently holding onto you hands, “I know I’m really terrible, forgetting all about you, and what you were suppose to do, how I didn’t even bother calling you, or texting you, letting you know where I was.” He stopped for a second and took a deep breath, tears spilling out of his eyes, “I shouldn’t have even been there, I should have been here with you, and right now with Mitch, god i’m so sorry, i’m so sorry, i’m sorry.” He continued, burying his head in the crook of your neck, having to bend over a little to reach your height.

You knew he started crying, so you hugged him, gently rubbing his back as you started crying too. 

"Let me make it up to you." He said, pulling away, leading you to the car in the front. Placing you in shotgun, then him in the drivers' seat, starting the car and heading out. 

"Where are we going?" you asked softly, looking out the window into the dark starry night.

"We're going to where I should've taken you in the first place." Austin spoke, taking one of your hands with his, making he rest of the drive quiet. When you noticed he stopped you saw that he drove to the resting place, making you tear up and look at him. Austin facing you too, "I have to make this up to you Y/N, it's the least I can do." heading out the car, him opening the door on your side to lead you to Mitch. 

After a while of wandering, you saw it, Mitch, with all the pictures and the flower crown you placed not to long ago, making you cover your mouth and sob out, Austin cradling you as he started walking you closer.

Once you got to his tomb stone, Austin and you sat down, looking at all the pictures and memories you placed, hearing Austin's breath go uneasy. 

"You did all this?" He said, you sitting on his lap.

"Yeah." you tried smiling out, but couldn't, there was just so many memories. 

"I'm sorry Mitch." Austin choked out, hugging you tight, "And i'm sorry Y/N."

You faced him and kissed him gently, passionately, Austin kissing back, placing his hands at your back., "I forgive you Aus." you said in a small tone. 

The rest of the night you and Austin stayed at Mitch's grave, taking about all the fond memories you all had, laughing, and crying, remembering what a good man he was. Then just staying there, in silence, not a single word until the sun came up. Then heading home with Austin, hand in hand, saying good bye to Mitch one more time before leaving his resting place.

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Austin Carlile: I'll Make You Proud

Request: Hey I love your blog! I was wondering if you could do an imagine of Austin Carlile finding out the gender of your baby and he gets really emotional because he is gonna be and dad really fluffy please thank you so much! Mwahhxoxox

You woke up with the sunrise peaking through the curtains as you were nuzzled up to your wonderful husband, Austin Carlile. You got up slowly, holding your pregnant belly in the process. You slowly got off the bed, making sure not to wake Austin as you went downstairs to the kitchen. You and Austin have been together for as long as you could remember, before he got his band,Of Mice and Men, on a record label.

             You remembered when he told you that the band is finally getting signed on a label and you were so happy for him you celebrated with him and the rest of his band and at the end of the night you all got kicked out of a nightclub, laughing to yourself about the memory, you started getting ready to make pancakes.

           When you were mixing all the ingredients in the bowl you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your belly, making you turn and face an awake looking Austin.     “Well look who’s finally up.”   you say smiling to him.     “Yeah and I was worried for a bit too Y/N, I was wondering if my beautiful lady was trying to make breakfast for the three of us again, and turns out I was right.”     as he softly pulled you away from the bowl of ingredients.            ”Austin it’s not that big of a deal, it’s just pancakes.”    You giggled as he made you sit down on a kitchen chair and scooted you in.    

 ”No Y/N let me make breakfast, you have to feed another one in there too you know.” he chuckled as he finished stirring and put some batter in the pan.

"Yeah yeah Aus," you waved your hand at him getting more comfortable in your seat, "OH, don’t forget to add some chocolate chips, i’m really craving that." you smiled at him.

"Sure thing babe." he laughed as he got the chocolate chips from the top cabinet and put them in the pancakes.

             After finishing up the pancakes (burning two) and almost burning his hand, Austin finally gave you two really big chocolate chip pancakes with bananas and strawberries on top of them, along with syrup.    

"Aus, this looks amazing."   you say as he sits across from you with his own plate.  

"Thank you Y/N, I almost burned my hand off for it." he laughed, eating some of his food.

"Well it would have been for a noble cause." You giggle at him, making him fake pout, then laughing two seconds later.

          You both ate and talked about how his tours were going and all the stories of his fans, and how you met some of them as well at concerts, laughing at each others silly stories. When you both finished eating, Austin took the plates and cups and placed them in the dishwasher, then carrying you bridal style onto the couch, putting on the TV.

You placed your head on his chest and he hummed happily, “I could stay like this forever babe.” as he rubbed his hand on your stomach.

"Well don’t get too comfy Aus, we still have to get to that appointment." you say as you get up.

"Oh alright Y/N, go get changed and I’ll start the car." He said as he kissed the top of your head and left to start the car.

        When you got changed into regular clothes and brushed your teeth, you applied some very light make up and headed out the door with Austin by your side.  When you arrived you and him were seated in a plain looking waiting room, with magazines in a coffee table in the corner and plants and painting decorating the room, maybe not so plain looking after all, actually kind of nice. But as the minutes went by you started to get anxious, because you saw some ladies with their husbands, looking so happy, all you had was a worried look plastered on your face, curious about your baby’s health and how it was doing, and what it was going to be. You gripped onto Austin’s hand and looked at him with anxiousness in your eyes. He look at you and held your hand tightly as he rubbed his thumb across yours,   

'It's going to be okay Y/N' Austin mouthed to you, making you relax a bit.

       ”Appointment for Mr. and Mrs. Carlile?”   A nurse said through the door making you and Austin stand up.      ”Come with me.”    the nurse said smiling as she started walking, making you both quickly follow behind. You and him ended up in a small white room where the nurse made you change into a blue paper dress. When you changed you were layed down next to an odd looking screen.    

       ”Alright Mr. and Mrs.Carlile let’s see how your baby is doing.” the doctor said as she came in, sitting down next to you with Austin on the other side.  She started asking simple questions, if i was taking medication or drank during my pregnancy, replying with no of course.  Then she applied some gel onto your stomach, putting some onto a odd looking machine she held in her hand .  

         ”There’s no need to be nervous Mrs. Carlile, I know this is your first ultra sound, i’m just going to rub some of  this gel onto your lower abdomen so we can see your baby on that screen right there.” She said smiling pointing to the screen next to you, making you sigh in relief. 

        She put the thick, blunt looking blue pen carefully over your abdomen and to your surprise  you didn’t feel a thing,  no pain, no shock, just the doctor rubbing that pen onto you softly.

“Alright let’s see if it’s a he or a she in there.”   the doctor stated moving the pen like object around more.

        “Here we are, right there is your baby, take a look.”     the doctor said chuckling at your excitement as you propped yourself onto your elbows with Austin’s help, and then you both were looking up at the screen, seeing your baby on that screen, as the doctor pointed to it.     You felt your eyes tearing up as Austin held firmly onto your hand seeing him light up at the video.

 ”Would you like to know what it is?” Your doctor asked to you both.

"Yes." You both said at the same time, making you and him smile a little.

"Well… it is a healthy, baby girl." She said smiling, making you start to cry in pure joy

"Aus, a girl, it’s gonna be a girl." you cried holding onto his hand.

"I know baby, I know." He said, you looked at him and you noticed he was crying too, looking at your stomach and back at you, with pure happiness in his eyes.

          The doctor cleaned off the gel and told you you could put your clothes back on, which you did without hesitation.   “Thank you doctor.” Austin said as he wrapped his arm around your waist, having you feel warm inside.   “Of course, don’t forget the appointment in the next month and a half you two.” She smiled.   “Of course, good bye doctor.” you said walking out with Austin and into the car leaving to your home

        When you got in the house and onto the bed, you looked at Austin who was also staring at you, tears spilling his eyes. You smiled and he held your face in his hands, kissing you again and again.      ”It’s gonna be a girl Y/N!”    Austin cheered putting his hand on your stomach.    ”I can’t believe it Aus, a mini you and me that’s going to be running around the house.” you say giggling.  

 ”I know babe, this is all really happening.” he cried putting his hands on your stomach, gasping.   “She kicked Y/N.”  

"Oh god is she a kicker, I felt it too Austin, she did kick me.” you smile at him.

     ”Hey there little gal,”   Austin said as he lowered his head to your belly, making you laugh.

  “It’s me, your daddy.”   Austin said, now crying, making you start to cry.      ”I’m gonna be seeing you in a couple of months you know.. Your mom and I couldn’t be any happier. I-I’ll show you to my band, man everyone is going love you I can tell. I hope you have your moms’ perfect round eyes, and maybe my hair, you’ll be beautiful either way.”  He choked out, as you slowly petted his hair softly.

"I’m gonna show you to my dad and one day I’ll take you to where my mom is, so you’ll see her resting place."       He continued ,      " and my dad is gonna be happy about you. I’ll make you proud to say who your father is princess, i promise." he finished, rising up and kissing you softly on your lips.

"I’m positive she’ll love who her daddy is, I know I do."   you said stroking his cheek his your hand, as you both stopped crying after a couple of minutes.

He held to your hand and looked at you, with pure happiness in his voice, “I’m glad you do baby, I’m going to take the rest of these months off to see our bundle of joy when she comes out. I’m sure the fans will understand.” caressing you cheek with his hand.

"I’m so happy you are Aus, I need all the help I can get when she’s here." you giggled rubbing your belly, as Austin placing his hand over yours.

"I’m gonna be the best dad I can be for this little girl Y/N, and a great husband too." He said lying you and himself down under the covers, getting warm.

"You already are the greatest husband Austin, and you’ll be the best father too, I know you will.” you spoke softly, closing your eyes and resting your head on Austin’s chest.

"I love you Y/N, I’ll do whatever it takes to make you and her happy." He said calmly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, shutting his eyes.

        Soon after you and him slept so peacefully, just together, with your little bundle of joy.