Ally POV

"Babe, I'll be back at the end of the summer." I told my boyfriend.

"But I'll miss you." He said, sticking out his bottom lip.

I chuckled and pecked his lips. "I'll miss you too."

"Ally, let's go!" My dad called from the car.

"Be right there!" I hollered back. "I'll text you when I get to New York." I told Dallas.

"You better." He pecked my lips. "Love you."

"Love you too, Dallas." I waved goodbye and walked over to my dad's car. "You didn't have to make me rush." I told my dad.

He glanced over at me before pulling out of the driveway. "Yes I did. We needed to leave now or else we'd run into traffic." He cleared his throat. "Besides, I didn't want you near that boy anymore."

I scoffed. "Dad, we've been dating for over a year. I spend a lot of time with Dallas."

"That doesn't mean I have to like him."

My dad was never a fan of Dallas and I had no idea why. Dallas was a perfect gentleman and he treated me like I was the only girl in the world.

I sighed and leaned back in my seat. "I don't understand why I have to go."

"Because Mike and Mimi really want to see you." He said. "And so does Austin."

Austin. That name brought up a lot of memories. Austin and I were best friends when I lived in New York. We were practically inseparable. We would have sleepovers almost every night since we lived in the same apartment building. The day I moved was probably the worst day of my life.

I moved over five years ago, and I haven't talked to Austin since. I couldn't because if I heard his voice, I would break down and cry for hours. Sure, I was only twelve when we moved, but Austin and I had such a strong bond that I cried whenever my dad mentioned his name. Now, you're probably wondering what happened to my mom. Well, she cheated on my father and left him for the man she was seeing. She was pretty much the reason we left New York. She didn't even know we left New York because she didn't care about us. The second my dad found out about the affair, my mom packed up all her stuff and moved in with the bastard she was seeing.

After I moved to Miami, I went into depression. No one knew what I went through except my dad and my best friend Trish. I would spend days in my room, crying until I couldn't cry anymore. There was even a point during my depression where I had to be admitted into the hospital because I lost a lot of weight. I refused to eat anything and ended up collapsing when I tried to get out of bed. But things have changed and I'm no longer depressed.

As I said before, Trish was the only who knew about my depression, besides my dad. She and I met on my first day of seventh grade. She was forced to help me find my way around the school, but once we started talking, we found out that we had a lot in common. By the end of the day, it was like we've known each other our entire lives. She was so supportive when she found out about my depression and she helped me get through it. She was the best friend a girl could ask for. Girl best friend, that is. Austin was the best guy friend a girl could as for.

I met Dallas my freshman year of high school. At that point, I was over my depression and feeling much better. Dallas was on the football team and he was deemed a player, but I didn't buy it. We didn't start dating until the end of sophomore year, and now we were going into our senior year of high school, stronger than ever. He was honestly the best boyfriend ever.

Since New York was an over twenty-one hour drive away from Miami, my dad stopped a few times so we could relax, eat, and take bathroom breaks. My butt was so tired of sitting, that I even considered walking the rest of the way. Well, not really, but you got my drift.

I guess I must of fallen asleep after the last rest stop because the next thing I knew, I was being shaken awake. "Ally, we're here."

I opened my eyes and groaned, stretching out my tired limbs. "Couldn't we have flown here?" I muttered to myself.

I got out of the car, grabbed my luggage from the trunk, and walked up to my dad who was waiting for me by the apartment building entrance. As I looked up at the apartment building, I couldn't help but crack a smile. I honestly never thought I'd be back here.

As we stepped out of the elevator that stopped on the fifth floor, my eyes immediately went searching for my old apartment. I knew that The Moons didn't move so they still lived in the same apartment they did five years ago. And since we were neighbors, I remembered where my old apartment was.

"Ally, are you okay?" My dad asked quietly as we stopped in front of The Moons door.

I looked at him and nodded. "I'm fine." I took a deep breath as he knocked on the door.

A few moments later, the door swung open, revealing a blonde woman. "Lester! Ally!" Mimi exclaimed, bringing us in for a hug. She released us and ushered us in.

"Hi, Mimi." My dad greeted. I smiled, not able to speak yet. Not seeing this family for five years really got to me.

"How are you two?" She asked, smiling widely.

"We're good," My dad answered. "How are you and Mike? And Austin?"

"Oh, we're great. Mike and Austin are actually out, but they'll be back shortly." She turned to me. "How about we go put your stuff in the guestroom?"

"Sure, thanks." I said, finally able to find my voice. I grabbed my suitcase and followed Mimi upstairs.

Now, this wasn't a regular apartment. This whole apartment building is for rich people so each apartment is huge with two levels. Although The Moons are rich, they were still very humble and down to earth people. Even when I lived here, we never acted like those snotty rich people who thought they were better than everyone.

"Alright, here we are." Mimi announced as she opened the door to the guestroom.

It was exactly the way I remembered it. The room was still painted magenta, one of my favorite colors. The bed was in the against the wall, aligned with the center of the room. The window was pretty big and it gave me the perfect view of the city.

"It's exactly the way I remembered." I murmured, loud enough for Mimi to hear.

"Austin didn't let us change anything. Not that we wanted to." Mimi said softly. "He really missed you."

I placed my suitcase on the bed and sat down. "I missed him too. I missed all of you."

"We missed you, too." She walked over towards the door. "I'll leave you so you can unpack."

"Thank you, Mimi." I smiled.

"You're welcome, sweetheart." She walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

I loved Mimi because she was like my mom. I honestly thought that she was a better mother to me than my own. My own mother could care less if I died because all she cared about was herself.

Since we were going to be in New York for three months, I had to pack a lot. Luckily the closet in the guestroom was big enough for all my clothes, even though I didn't have a lot.

After I finished unpacking, I decided to relax and text Dallas. I laid on my bed and whipped out my phone.

I miss you! I texted. I closed my eyes, waiting for a reply.

Ten minutes passed and I never got one. "Wanted me to text you when I got here, yet you don't answer." I mumbled to myself. "Fine,"

"Talking to yourself?" A voice questioned, causing me to jump.

I turned to where I heard the voice, cracking a smile when I laid eyes on my blonde best friend. When I came to New York, I expected to see a short, skinny blonde, not a tall and muscular blonde.

"You still never knock, do you?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Nope," He grinned. "Now come give me a hug." He opened his arms wide, causing me to chuckle. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his torso. He buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"I missed you so much." He whispered.

"I missed you, too." I whispered back. We didn't pull away from each other for a couple of minutes because we were just enjoying each others company.

"So," He released me from the hug and walked over to my bed, sitting down. "How's Miami?"

I shrugged. "It's fine. A lot different from New York but I still like it." My phone buzzed, signaling that I got a text. I grabbed my phone and opened the text from Dallas.

I miss you too, baby! The text read.

"Looks like someone has a boyfriend." Austin teased. I glanced at him and noticed that he was reading the text.

"Why yes I do." I smiled. "What about you? Any girlfriends?"

"Actually yes. Her name is Skylar."

"So, will I get to meet this girlfriend?" I asked.

He shook his head. "She's actually in Miami with her family."

I nodded. "That's kind of ironic."

He chuckled. "So what's your boyfriends name?"

"Dallas." He gave me an amused look. "What?"

"Is he from Texas?" He joked.

"You do realize your name is Austin, right?" I asked him.

He turned his head slightly, obviously thinking about my question. "Oh."

"Yeah, 'oh'" I mocked.

"Kids, dinner!" Mimi called from downstairs.

"Let's go." Austin said, standing up. I mimicked his actions and followed him downstairs.

As we reached the bottom step, the aroma of roasted duck hit me like a ton of bricks. It smelled amazing and I swore my mouth started to water.

"Ally!" Mike smiled, pulling me in for a hug.

I smiled and hugged back. Being back in New York made me realize how much I really missed the Moons. Especially Austin.

We all took our seats around the table and started putting some food on our plates. Austin and I sat down next to each other and every couple of minutes, he would kick my food with his.

"So Ally, what colleges are you thinking of going to?" Mimi asked, taking a sip of her water.

"Um, I really want to go to MUNY." I answered.

"Really? So does Austin." She said, causing me to look at him.

"I guess you're still into music." I said, nudging him with my elbow.

He looked at me and smiled. "I could say the same to you. Still writing songs?"

I nodded. "Yeah,"

"Als, you should show Austin the song you wrote." My dad said. "You know, the one Devon didn't like."

I rolled my eyes. "It's Dallas, dad." I corrected. "And it's not that he didn't like it, he just doesn't appreciate music."

"Is Dallas your boyfriend?" Mimi questioned.

"Unfortunately," My dad muttered.

I glared at him. "Dad, please stop. I honestly don't understand why you don't like him."

"Because he's not right for you."

I scoffed. "Oh yeah? Then who is?"

"Austin."

Before my dad answered my question, I took a sip of my water so you could imagine what happened after he answered.

"What?!" Austin and I both yelled.

"I completely agree, Lester." Mike said.

"Dad!" Austin shouted.

"They would make a cute couple, wouldn't they?" Mimi questioned.

"Are we invisible?" I asked. Apparently we were because they ignored me.

Austin's parents and my father continued to talk about how Austin and I would make a cute couple and no matter how many times we tried to get them to stop, they ignored us.

"That's it, I'm going to my room." I mumbled. I left the table and ran upstairs, shutting the door as soon as I walked into my room.

"Worst dinner ever." I said aloud as I collapsed onto my bed. There was a knock at the door, and I didn't feel like getting up so I yelled at whoever was behind the door to come in.

"Hey," Austin said, closing the door behind him. "You alright?"

"Just peachy." I replied bitterly. "Sorry, that was mean."

He chuckled. "Trust me, Als. I know mean, and that was not it."

I rolled my eyes but smiled nonetheless. "Are they still going at it?" I asked.

"Yup," He jumped onto my bed, landing on the other side of me. He lied down and got comfortable.

"They're ridiculous. Don't they know we're in happy relationships?"

"Apparently, but they don't care. Besides, my parents don't like Skylar."

"Why?" I asked.

"They just think she's fake. They think she wears too much makeup and that she's only with me because I have money. Well, technically my parents have money, but you get the point." He explained.

I nodded in understanding. "I just don't get why my dad doesn't like Dallas."

"I guess he gets this weird vibe from Dallas. He'll come around eventually."

"Austin, we've been dating for over a year. I don't think he'll come around at all." I ran my hand over my face, frustrated.

"You never know. Just have faith."

I looked at him and smiled. "Thanks,"

"No problem." He smiled.

We spent the next couple hours in my room, just talking and reminiscing. It was like I never left New York and it felt so good to have my best friend back.

Okay, I know that I'm still writing my other stories, but I couldn't get this idea out of my head and I had to write it. I hoped you liked this first chapter.m

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