Thump, Thump; Her heart raced a mile a minute, it was clear to anyone that approached her that she was nervous; Thump, Thump; what did she do, how could she do this, was she out of her mind?!

Thump, Thump; What's done is done; there was no turning back now.

She really did it… she did it all for publicity.

She was pulled from her trance as cameras flashed in her face from every direction. Holding his hand seemed to be the only thing keeping her on her feet. She hadn't imagined her life being this way, she didn't want this. But when his manager shot the idea to her manager, John, he knew it was one that Ally simply couldn't, and wouldn't, pass up. Of course fame was something she always craved, but not fame like this, she couldn't even get into his condo without being chastised by flashing lights and reporters.

Upon entering his condo, the two immediately let go of each other's hands, and went on about their business. Ally quietly removed her shoes while Austin picked up the latest issue of *people magazine, that his manager had dropped off earlier in the day.

"We made the front cover," he said, breaking the silence between the two of them. Ally looked up from her spot on the sofa, a faint smile tugging at her lips.

"I figured we would, big news broke this week," she replied, her heart sank as she remembered what she actually did. This wasn't real, and it wasn't something she wanted to be happy about.

"Austin and Ally; their secret relationship, and private wedding," Austin read from the front cover of the magazine, he flipped through the magazine, searching eagerly for the article written about them. He wouldn't lie, this isn't what he wanted for his life either. But being famous meant that he'd have to make sacrifices in order to continue to live his fame and glamour filled life. Of course marrying someone he didn't love, and couldn't really stand never crossed his mind, but that didn't mean he'd pass up the offer.

That's right.

This whole marriage was a lie. And as far as Austin was concerned, they would live up to what the contract demanded them to do, and go on about their lives as soon as it was up. One full year of living under the same roof as Ally, going into public with her, talking about her as if he was head over heels in love with her. He couldn't date other people, and neither could she. Ally made it clear to everyone she was around that she thought this whole thing was a stupid idea, a waste of time. But once the contract was signed, no one really cared much about what she had to say. Austin knew that Ally would be thanking him for this one day.

Today marked their first day or marriage, so far they'd been attacked by camera men everywhere, chased down by fans, and stopped at every corner by a TMZ reporter. They were both tired and weary, which was why they didn't bother arguing about who's place to go to, they just went to whoever's place was closest, and that place happened to be Austin's.

It was oddly neat for a guy who hated cleaning, but still reeked of expensive cologne that didn't even smell good.

"I won't mind sleeping out here on the sofa as long as you promise not to go through my things in my room," Austin offered, tossing the magazine back down on the table.

Ally shook her head; "There's absolutely no need for any of that. I will sleep out here, and you can sleep in there."

"Look, I'm putting the offer on the table so that you won't go and complain to your manager about how much I suck," Austin retorted; "you're notorious for doing stupid shit like that."

"Oh shut up!" she replied; "you do not even know me. You have no right to speak about me as if you do!"

"I know enough about you to know that you're incredibly stuck up. Now tell me, are you going to sleep out here or what?" he asked, rolling his eyes at her stubbornness.

"Like I said, I would like to sleep out here. It is not a big deal," she repeated. Austin shook his head and disappeared into another room. This relieved Ally immediately, she hated being around that boy.

She sighed heavily as she thought back to the day when everything came crashing down;

She stared at her manager, John in pure shock. She couldn't be hearing him right, he couldn't have signed those papers on her behalf, he just couldn't have. This was one of the very few day's that Ally had completely lost her cool, her way of speaking and her actions were anything but proper.

"You can't be serious!" she tried her best to stay tranquil.

"Look, I know you're mad, but honestly this is probably one of the best decisions we've made in a while. You'll see!" he exclaimed, a faint smile tugging at his lips. Ally wasn't having it, no way was she going to marry someone she wasn't in love with, let alone someone she could barely stand to be around. She paced back and forth around John's office.

"You can't just sign some papers saying I agree to something when really I don't! That should be illegal if it's not already!" she shouted, forgetting her tranquility; "Do you realize that you're not only taking my love life away from me but you're making me live in pure hell for God knows how long?!"

"Ally, Austin isn't that bad of a person, you two just started off on the wrong foot. Regardless of how much you two like each other, this will be good for both of you! Hollywood loves seeing you two together, imagine how much more publicity you guys will get once news breaks that you two are married!"

"I don't care what Hollywood thinks, I care about actually being in love. I'm sorry John this just isn't something I can go through with, and usually I'm okay with most of the stuff you sign me up for," she muttered, taking a seat in front of his desk.

"Well you'll have to suck it up, I've signed the papers and there's really not much else we can do at this point. The contract is air tight, if we break it not only is there going to be a huge blow at your fame but we'll also have to pay," he replied; "Look, maybe you should go home and think about this some more, I know I've dropped a lot on you today, so just go home and process it. Come back in the morning and we'll talk about it some more."

She nodded her head, unable to respond as her throat felt dryer than a bone. She stood up and left his office, still unable to process anything. She was really about to marry Austin Moon for publicity. It just didn't make sense.

He smiled to himself upon hearing the news about Ally agreeing to the marriage. He was concerned about his fame, his popularity. Though he couldn't really stand Ally he wouldn't deny that the two of them looked good together, what made it look even better was the fact that Ally was one of the most popular female musicians in the world. Just being in a picture with her upped his popularity by a few thousand.

He smiled happily to himself thinking about how his life was about to soar once again. He was almost impatient for the news to break about their marriage. A loud knock at his office door pulled him from his thoughts.

"Come in," he replied, putting his feet onto his desk and fiddling with a pen.

"We need to talk," he'd recognize that voice anywhere. It was Ally Dawson. He wondered what she could possibly need but decided not to think too far into it.

"What is there to talk about?" he retorted, a throaty laugh escaping his lips.

"Us… or whatever the hell we want to call this thing," she replied; "I can't marry you, it's just stupid and I didn't even agree to it, my manager did."

He rolled his eyes, not caring much about what she had to say. What mattered was the fact that the papers were already signed, making it impossible to butt out of it, even if it wasn't her real signature on the paper.

"Ooh, that really sucks doesn't it?" he turned his attention back to his pen, which seemed to hold his interest longer than Ally Dawson ever could.

"Don't you understand Austin? This is going to ruin our lives, this is going to stop us from ever finding true love, it's going to be a waste of time!" she exclaimed, her voice raising an octave.

He removed his feet from his desk, tossing his pen back down; "That's what you may think Ally, but we both have a big ass fan base, bringing them both together would boost our fame by millions! think of this whole thing as a favor for the both of us. It's going to boost your fame while it boosts mine," he replied coolly.

She glared at him; "Why is everything about fame to you guys? I'm sorry I'm not robotic like you guys but I'd actually like to find true love one day and start a family!"

"Fame means that you have to sacrifice certain things. That might be one of them," he said, his shaggy blond hair falling into his eyes; "Look, I don't know why you're here. Nothing you say, or do, is going to change my mind. I'm very happy with this decision."

She wondered how one person could be so closed minded, so fame hungry. He'd clearly lost his head, his reasoning for wanting fame in the first place. For a moment, her heart ached for him.

"Whatever," she replied. Standing from her seat and shaking her head. Everyone was a lost cause, even herself. She couldn't stop this from happening; she was really going to marry someone she wasn't in love with. And to think, she'd have to plan an entire event centered around the two of them and pretend to be happy about it all. It wasn't at all how she envisioned her life. She left his office without another word, wondering what she was going to tell her family after they found out about her quick engagement, and even quicker wedding. Fame was beginning to be more than she bargained for. All she really wanted was to write music and sing her songs, she never asked for half of the world to love and hate her.

Ally found herself wishing that she'd done more to break the contract. She really didn't want to go through with any of this, and if the media ever found out about any of this their careers would suffer a lot more than anyone thought.

"Here you go," Austin returned to the room, he held a blanket, and two pillows in hand; "I brought you these, and also a shirt since I'm sure you don't want to sleep in your jeans."

"Thank you," Ally replied; "But the shirt won't be needed, have you forgotten about my luggage?" Ally reminded him. He'd been so caught up in everything here that he almost forgot about the fact that the two of them had just gotten back from a trip to the Bahamas.

"Oh, yeah," he replied; "Look, I know you really hate all of this. I can't say that I do too but I can say that in the end it will really benefit the both of us. I say you push all of your negative thoughts away and focus on what this will really bring us. She didn't reply, she just nodded her head, smiling a smile that almost everyone knew was fake.

He placed the blanket and two pillows down next to her, hoping that one day she'd come around and at least try to be less stuck up. It mattered more to Austin than she knew…after all, there was another reason why he wanted to marry Ally, and not anyone else

HII! Welcome to my new story! :) This idea literally just popped into my head last night and I knew I needed to write it out immediately! It feels a bit rushed to me but regardless I still love it, and since the idea is still really fresh in my head I think I'll be able to plan out a few chapters and what I want which means it will be a lot less rushed next chapter. Let me know what you think, this is the first story that I've put up written in third person POV. Also be sure to leave a review about what you think so far, your feedback means the world to me!

Until next time De Mi Amor!

Nikki