Loving You


4. Three

Skylar's POV

When I woke up, we were no longer in my car. I was inside a very nice tour bus. I felt someone's arms wrapped around my body. I panicked, thinking someone had kidnapped me, but when I rolled over, it was just Austin. I still can't believe that I found him after all these years. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. I snuggled closer to him and dozed off. When I woke up again, Austin was staring into my big, blue eyes.

"Good morning." He mumbled. God, his morning voice was sexy.

"Hi." I smiled. My father would be pissed if he found out that I was with a boy and stayed the night.

"Shit! I have to go. I'm so sorry. Can I get your number?" I asked quickly. Austin grabbed his phone and I quickly saved my number on his phone.

"Wait, where are you going?" He asked.

"Home. Text me in a half hour. BYE!" I shouted. I fumbled with my keys and unlocked the door. I hopped in and sped off to my house. I parked the car on the side of the road and quietly unlocked the house door. I was hoping my dad wouldn't be standing at the door, waiting for me, but luck hates me. My dad was standing at the staircase, waiting.

"Where the hell were you last night?" He shouted, slapping my cheek. My hand flew to my face, trying not to cry from the pain.

"I was out." I muttered.

"Out where?" He screamed.

"With an old friend." I replied.

"WHO? YOU IGNORANT BITCH! WHO THE HELL WAS IT?" He yelled, shoving me against the wall. He slapped my cheek again and shoved my head against the wall really hard.

"Mason." I lied, before I blacked out.

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