Austin's POV:

*Three days later*

Ever since Lani had given me her ring back she'd packed all her stuff and was staying in Pierce's room and tomorrow she flew home, a whole week early. Now I know I have no right whatsoever to be upset that I was losing her because after all I was the one who asked her to leave but it was hurting so fucking much. I'd fucked up big time but it was too late, she said it herself and now she wont even text me back let alone see or talk to me. God not even Tarni or the guys are really talking to me, they just beat me up about the whole thing. Determined to get her to talk to me I let my thumbs fly one hundred miles per second across the keypad of my phone one last time.

Me: Lani baby, please I'm so sorry. I was so so so so wrong. Come back to me. At least talk to me?!?!?! You're breaking my heart here!

Me: I didn't mean that, it's my fault I'm hurting, I know that. I know how bad I fucked up. Please just hear me out. I want you back.

And that was only the least of the texts I'd sent her that never got a reply. I hadn't left the room in the past three days except for when I had to go to the shows but I was so bummed I'd almost wanted to cancel the shows. I threw my head back onto the pillow of my hard, hotel bed and let out a heavy breath. I threw my phone onto the bedside table knowing I wouldn't get a reply and tried to get some rest but before I could even close my eyes my phone jolted in it's spot. I jumped up in my bed and looked down at my flashing screen that read Leilani's name. I slid the arrow across the screen and held it up to my ear instantly.

"Leila-" a husky voice cut me off and I felt the rush of excitement I had exit my system.

"It's not her Austin," Mike's blunt voice sounded from the phone.

"Mike," I replied.

"Bingo! We've got a winner," he sarcastically joked making me want to put my foot through the phone.

"Oh shut the fuck up ass hole and put Leilani on the phone," I demanded.

"Mate I'm afraid you're chasing rainbows if you think she'll ever talk to you again. Here's a heads up, it's useless so stop trying. She hates you, in fact Austin, she despises you with every fibre of her being. The thought of you makes her cringe," he hissed the words. Not going to lie they got to me too, they hurt me because I knew it was true. If it wasn't she'd talk to me or at least listen to what I had to say.

"I, uh, okay," I mumbled in defeat, at this point I knew there was nothing left in my will to do so I hung up the phone. After I disconnected the call I made the decision to delete her number from my phone even though I knew it wouldn't help me forget her, or us. I then continued to delete all our photos together off of my camera roll and Instagram in order to try and erase the pain as I held back the ball of tears and frustration in my throat. That was bound to cause up a stir in the fan base no doubt.

When I finally mustered up the courage to delete every single photo I heaved my heavy body from the mattress and trotted into Alan's room. He laid on the bed, Tarni asleep snuggled into his side, scrolling through his phone oblivious to the fact that I stood at his doorway. I cleared my throat as I rubbed awkwardly at the back of my neck after dragging my hand through my hair. He hastily turned to look at me and without a word looked back at his phone.

"I'm not going to listen to you mope about missing her dude, it's your fault that she's leaving tomorrow," he instantly put up a guard to listen to my moans but I shook my head letting him know that's not what I was there for.

"Nah man, I was just wondering if you wanted to have so fun before the show tonight?" this sparked Alan's interest as he cocked one eyebrow higher than the other and a smirk formed on his cheeky face.

"What kind of fun?" he winked slyly knowing what I was implying.

"Meet me out by the pool in five, Tarni won't care?" he shook his head at my question about Tarni before searching his room for the goods. I left the room and made my way to our private pool to wait for Alan.

***

Later at the show that night the guys and I walked in formation to the stage, Alan by my side. We were pumped for our last show in Malaysia before heading to Indonesia for the last leg of the tour.

"Dude," Alan dragged the 'e' in his state, "this is gunna fuckin' go off!" he slurred. I laughed at his lack of an ability to talk but only because I was in a similar state.

"You guys couldn't have picked a better time to get high?" Tarni stormed in front of the group bringing us to a halt holding up the small plastic, clip bag that had once held some bud.

Alan giggled before answering, "Oh get over it' it's nothing but a bit of weed," Tarni rolled her eyes dramatically before storming off in a huff. We all just shrugged it off while walking closer to side stage joking about Alan being in big trouble later tonight.

As we stood side stage waiting for PTV to finish their set the guys jumped up and down and fiddled with their guitars and drumsticks but not me. Instead I searched for Leilani knowing she'd be here somewhere watching Mike.

I wandered away from the group in search for her and headed down the hallway towards the exit and as I wandered further she caught my eye. She leaned against the wall talking to another girl from sound tech and some guy from merch unaware that I'd even walked by. Her smile gleamed as she laughed at whatever they were talking about brightening the room and the embellishments of her navy blue dress got caught and shimmered in the lighting from the stage.

I couldn't deny that everything about her was beautiful, that she made my knees weak but there was something horrifically ugly marked on her skin. There on her milk white neck laid the devil's mark, marks actually. One after another were red, welted hickies from him causing a fury to build in my stomach but I swallowed the pain accepting she wasn't mine any more. Although I wanted her to see me, I don't know why I couldn't explain it, it just felt like it would be the last time. So I walked on by one last time and this time I caught her eye, she could see from my face that I was fucking high but it did not pinch a single nerve. She didn't roll an eye, frown, smile or even screw up her nose she just walked away and it hit me she really didn't care because I'd done this to myself. Now I don't think I'll ever see her again but we shared a moment, that will last with me until the end.

And that night, was indeed, the last time I'd ever seen her face again.

Notes

Lani's Navy Blue Dress

Sorry this chapter is super short guys I just wanted to fill you in on how Austin was feeling after regretting what he had done! Keep reading and hold on just a little bit more for the big finale! Thank you! <3