Imagine: Austin Mahone Edition *EDITING*

Broken Dryer

"(Y/N), what are you doing?" Austin's voice surprises me from behind. I turn around and turn off the hair dyer in my hands. "The dryers broken and I needed pants to wear."
I watch as he raises his eyebrow at me, then leans against the door frame, crossing his arms with a smirk on his face. "You have a closet full of pants."
I couldn't help but let a little eye roll come in effect. "Yeah, but I wanted to wear these," I respond, pointing up to the pants I have hanging on the shower rod. "Come on," he says turning around and disappearing. "Where are you going?" I ask, trailing behind him while putting on my semi wet pants. He grabs his keys off the counter and spins them on his finger. "To buy a new dyer so you won't blow a braker using the hair dyer crazy girl!"
I laugh at this parental tone.
"Oh like you haven't done it before!"
He turns to me before getting in the car and winks. "Maybe I have, maybe I haven't."

PS. GO LOOK AT MY MESSAGE BOARD AND RESPOND. I'm about to delete a lot of things.