Now, you're standing at the doorstep, your heart is pounding and you're nervous. It's 2am, you just got home from a party. You took a breath, then started to open the door and went inside. How surprised you were when you saw Austin waiting for you on the couch. His gaze was firm and sharp, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Haven't you looked at the clock? It's fucking 2 A.M. Come here, I want to talk to you." He said while patting his thigh, telling you to sit on his lap.