Being Austin Moon's (Pseudo) Girlfriend

Prologue

I confess, I messed up

Dropping "I'm sorry"'s like you're still around

And I know you dressed up

"Hey kid you'll never live this down"

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"- Fall Out Boy

"Austin," His publicist, Heather Burks growled; barging into his James Royal Palm (1) hotel room, "We need to have a little talk…"

Nineteen year old, teen heartthrob, superstar- Austin Moon glanced up from his T.V. show to look at the middle age woman. Her dirty blonde hair was greying ever so slightly with each passing day. (Especially with her job.) The frown lines on her faces seems to show more with all negative facial expressions she's has been doing lately. (2)

"What?" He sighed exasperated, throwing his head back on the black leather couch while he adjusts his feet on the coffee table. His bad attitude fueled her already foul mood even more as she tossed a stack of magazines on to the dark polished oak wood coffee table. They land next to his feet.

"Care to explain those?" She asked raising an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. Austin picked up the first one on the stack-Austin Moon gets Caught Getting into a Fist Fight with Up and Coming Pop-Star Asher Reed. Could this be the start of a rivalry?

The next one is worse-Austin Moon's Oh So Wild Night!

But nothing could top the last one- Is Celebrity Austin Moon Having a Pregnancy Scare?

"These are a load of crap," Austin exclaimed holding the last two magazines in his hands, looking at them with distaste.

"How so," She asked, keeping her tense stance as she pressed her lips together in a hard line.

"I've never had…" He trailed off, his face turning beat red, "I mean I'm still a…"

"Okay so, we know those are lies," Heather sighed in relief, but it doesn't last long, "But what about Asher?"

Austin gave a sheepish grin, "I might have decked him in the nose."

"Austin," She groaned in frustration covering her face with her hands, "Why did you hit him?"

"He hit me first! It was just my bad luck that the press showed up when I decided to hit him back!" He told the middle aged blonde throwing his hands up in the air.

The blonde frowned. She felt bad, she really did. Austin was a really good kid. He had remained strong and grounded on the rise to his stardom even when his parents…died unexpectedly when he was fifteen. She had watched him grow up. She was the only real parent he had now, but even parents had to give tough love sometimes. She hated giving him this news, but she had already saved his ass way too many times. Now it was time for him to reap what he had sewed. It was time for him to learn the hard way.

"Austin," Heather sighed taking a seat next to the nineteen year old, "I have some bad news…"

"No! They can't do this," Austin shouted standing up, "The label can't just drop me, not after everything I've done for them!"

Heather felt bad. Even though she wasn't supposed to, she had to help.

"I'll talk to Jimmy," She told Austin, "Convince him to give you another chance, but you cannot have any more screw ups Austin. Do you understand me?"

Austin nodded his head eagerly promising he wouldn't make any more mistakes as his publicist made her way to the door.

"Oh and Austin," Heather paused in the door way, "You need something to clean up your image. Like a girlfriend or something." Then she was gone, closing the door behind her.

For a moment he sat at the edge of a window seal. He watched as waves lapped over one another. He could smell the breeze coming his way; it was made of the cool air mixed with the salty ocean's freshness. He could hear the sounds; the birds squawking and chirping at each other. Then the ocean was making that 'shouuush' sound that he loved so much. He had missed Miami; he hadn't been back since his parents had died. With a sigh he pulled out his phone and unlocked it. He scrolled though his contacts until he found a familiar name. Austin clicked on it and put the phone up to his ear, "It's me. I know you never want to see or hear from me again, but I need you to do me a really huge favor."

Eighteen year old, Ally Dawson threw her head back rubbing her head. She had just taken out two more student loans for collage. Her dad was supposed to pay for half her tuition. Her dad was supposed to run Sonic Boom not on that plane to Maine. His plane wasn't supposed to crash, but it had and now she was left to run the music store and pay all of her tuition for school. Now she had no family and she was all alone in the world.

She tightened her hold on her purse as she made her way to her car. She drove home, taking the long way to clear her thoughts. As she made her way up the driveway, her phone started to ring. She sighed pulling her phone out of her pocket. Ally's eyes widened as she stared at the name and picture of the person calling.

What could he possibly want? She asked herself. With caution she answered the phone, "Hello?"

Her breath caught in her throat as she heard his familiar strong voice, "It's me… I know you never want to see or hear from me again, but I need you to do me a really huge favor."

Well this is my second story on the Austin and Ally forum and I'm really proud of the first. If you're following me from Baby I'm Your Biggest Fan, then thank you. As you can tell I'm doing it a little differently. I'll have a part of a song or some kind of quote in the beginning of the chapter, and I'll still have Shoutouts and I now have a twitter, so follow me to know when I'm updating and you'll get special spoilers! 'popstarwriter'

(1)That's an actual hotel in Miami.

(2) Picture Jennifer Aniston in her movie 'Just Go with It' as Heather.