Band imagines

Austin Carlile imagine

You and Austin yell at each other, throwing words like blades even though neither of you can remember what you started fighting about. Neither of you wants to hear the other speak as you argue irrelevant points. Both of you know you're wrong but you can't back down now because then the other wins.

Austin's eyes dart around the room as he stands with his arms crossed, silently fuming as you scream. His eyes land on the counter where your phone sits. You fall silent as he reaches for your phone, shaking your head as he picks it up. "You're going to go through my phone now?" You snap, glaring at Austin.

"What's your password?" Austin asks, his voice oddly calm. "You think I'm cheating on you or something?" You ask indignantly. "Password." Austin says without lifting his eyes to look at you. "0222." You mumble. "That's really simple." Austin scoffs, smirking. "It's a Tron reference." You hiss. You cross your arms over your chest and tap your foot as you watch Austin scroll through your messages. He stops scrolling and looks up at you.

Without any warning, he throws your phone across the room. Your phone hits the wall with a loud bang before clattering to the floor. "Are you kidding me?!" You shriek, starring at your cracked screen. "Why do you have to act like that?!" Austin demands, raising his eyebrows. "Like what?!" You yell, confused. Austin stumbles on words as he tries to come up with an answer to your question. You can tell that he's trying to stay mad but he can't and it frustrates him.

Austin picks up a glass and stares down at it, scowling. You turn and start to leave as Austin flings the glass. "Move!" His yell startles you and you freeze. Suddenly, you're wincing and blood is pouring down the side of your face. "Shit." Austin murmurs as he rushes over to you. He lifts your chin and tries to wipe away the blood with his sleeve. You back away from him, you fingers pressed to the cut.

"You're a fucking asshole." You say, fixing Austin with a cold glare as you try not to cringe at the stinging and throbbing sensation. "You think I did that on purpose?" Austin asks, his eyes flashing. You don't reply. You sprint upstairs and lock yourself into the bathroom to clean your face. The cut is small, a thin slice of broken skin just above your eyebrow.

You step out of the bathroom only to run into Austin after you finish tending to your cut. "Cute band aid." He snorts. "You could've blinded me." You point out, pushing past him to get to the bedroom you two share. You grab a bag and start stuffing clothes into it. Austin shakes his head in disbelief and grabs your wrists.

"Are you seriously going to do this Y/N?"

"What do you think Austin?" You snap.

"Please don't do this." Austin pleads, holding you firmly. You wriggle out of his grip and continue packing quickly.

"Were you even thinking when you threw that glass?" You demand, glaring at Austin, your hands on your hips and your head slightly tilted. He moves his lips but fails to speak as tears spill over his cheeks.

"I've never been in an abusive relationship and I refuse to be a part of one with you." You hiss as you leave your bedroom. "I love you. I'd never hurt you, Y/N, you know that." Austin says, wiping his tears in vain.

"Look at my fucking face Austin! You already did hurt me." You protest. "It won't happen again." Austin says softly. "Neither of us know that." You shoot back at Austin.

You pause in front of the door. This is the right thing to do; you shouldn't stay with someone so careless. He could have really hurt you and you can't just forgive him.

You open the door and step into the cold darkness. The minute you step out of the golden rectangle of light and warmth this will become official. You glance back to see Austin still crying but you're too angry to care. You pull out your keys and walk over to Austin's car, yours is in the shop.

"This." You yell, holding up a key for Austin to see. You drag the keys edge along the side of austin's car, relishing the irritating noise. "Is for what you did to my face and breaking my phone." You do it a few more times, adding in sharp shapes with messy edges. It doesn't do much for your anger because Austin doesn't react. You scowl and kick his car before stalking away.

After you've been walking for a while, you start to regret leaving. It's really dark out and you're shivering. You feel so alone as you walk along the freeway, fatigue weighing down your limbs and slowing your movements. But you can't turn around now. It seems like hours before you get off the deserted freeway, your muscles burning. "where am I going to sleep?" You groan to yourself, stifling a yawn.

You survey the area. A park and school sit on opposite sides of the road. The school looks pretty deserted and there aren't any lights on. You head for the park with a sigh.

Everything hits you as you sit down on a bench. You messed up Austin's car, you have nowhere to go, no phone and the only thing in your wallet is your ID and twenty dollars and to top it all off it seems to be getting colder. You want to go back but you're afraid that you might have screwed everything up. but Austin hurt you and it was his fault. You yawn and bring your knees up to your chest.

Sleeping in a park can't be too bad, better than having a guy throw dishes at you. You try to stay awake but soon, sleep has you under its spell and you don't want to fight it.

"Oh my god." A concerned voice disturbs your sleep. You lift heavy eyelids to see Austin's worried face. "What are doing?" You mumble as Austin lifts you up. Your arms wrap around his neck loosely and your head rests against his chest. "You know I'm still mad at you right?" You ask, somewhat slurring your words. Austin laughs and shoots back. "You know I just drove myself insane for four hours trying to find you right?"

"Whatever, ass face." You say, yawning and nestling into Austin's chest. "You're an idiot." Austin says but he's smiling. "You love this idiot." You utter, shivering and yawning. "More than I love myself." Austin whispers before pecking your forehead.

"You're not allowed to do this." You murmur. "Do what?" Austin asks. "Make me forgive you." You answer still a bit groggy. "I'm sorry." Austin says. "About everything..." You don't reply. Austin sets you down in front of his car. You wince as you see the scratches.

You glance up at Austin to see him smiling at your 'work'. "Sorry." You whisper.

"I think it looks cool." Austin jokes, squeezing your hand. "You know I would never purposely hurt you right?" He asks, suddenly nervous.

"I know...I was just really angry and shocked." You mumble, unable to look at him. "Y/N...?"

You turn to see Austin on one knee. "I uh...today I realized that I kinda really love you and I really wanna be with you and I never want..." Austin pauses, taking a deep breath. Your hand goes up to your mouth as Austin reaches into his pocket. Austin grabs your hand and squeezes it with a grin.

"I know this isn't really romantic but...I love you, Y/N and I want to be with you and only you for the rest of my life." You stare at the beautifully carved stone glinting on the ring Austin was holding out to you as he stuttered an awkward proposal. "Will you um maybe, I don't know...sorry..." Austin sighs and shakes his head.

"Sorry..." You kneel in front of him, smiling widely. "Will you marry me, Y/N?" Austin finally spits out. "This is so cute." You say grinning. Austin's eyes widen and you kiss him. "I didn't say no..."