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Austin Butler was oddly quiet these past few days, his mind only thinking one thing and one thing only, "I wonder how Aurora is?".
He couldn't lie and think maybe it was for the best that he left, it was one week they we're together, nothing more, it shouldn't have to be this hard for him too let go fully.
It just was.
It was a normal day on set, he has a scene with Olivia for there new upcoming movie "Elvis" he was fond of the actress for her incredible acting and such, but his mind was somewhere else.
He sat in his trailer, the day long over as he held a glass of cold water in his hand, the coldness burning his hand threw the glass cup.
He remembered how she would attempt to teach him French with the smallest words, such as water, candy, books, candles, hugs, etc.
He reached for his phone it was midnight and he was sure she was long asleep, maybe he would send it, then overthink and delete it before she saw it.
But he wasn't sure what he was doing, but he called her. Aching too hear her voice again, just one word from her sweet voice
But nothing, he tried again, nothing.
He bit down on his lower lip taking a small sip of his water as he began typing.
Austin. I miss you. Opened
His air got trapped in his throat as he saw she had began too type, the feeling of butterflies swirling around in the lower of his stomach.
Aurora. Do you miss me as much as I miss you?
He smiled, a genuine smile as he felt warmth wrap around his heart as he stared down at the message, the first time they have been in contact in days.
Austin. Baby, I miss you more then anything..
He sent the message, nothing but the truth being said as he awaited her message something about missing her, was becoming too much.
Aurora. That's hard too believe.
Austin cursed too himself, he had made her doubt herself, he didn't exactly want to leave her but he had too. One of the only things he regretted in life.
Aurora was like a bubble of warmth, you always managed too come back too her, your thoughts always lingering with her name, every small thing reminding you of them, he can't even look at records the same without thinking about her, he can't even stare at the sunrises or sunsets cause it makes him miss her. He can't even listen too the song- there song. Without her name coming into his thoughts.
