I know I shouldn't be starting another story, but this idea has been floating around in my head and I couldn't get it out. Besides, I have major writers block for Far Away From Home. If anyone wants to give me some ideas for that story, be my guest.

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Ally POV

"When will this damn bell ring?" I muttered under my breath as I stared intently at the clock on the wall. I was at school, and for someone who loved school, I just wanted it to end.

Once the bell rang, I gathered all my books and ran out of the classroom, ignoring the stares from all the students. I hurried over to my locker, grabbed my bag, and ran out of the building. I grinned when I saw a familiar figure standing by his car, sunglasses over his eyes, and a beanie on his head, covering his blonde hair.

I walked up to him and pecked his lips. "Hey," I murmured, a smile on my face.

"Hi to you, too." Austin whispered, a smile on his face. He opened the passenger side door, allowing me to hop in before he hurried over to his side and hopped in. He started the car and sped out of the school parking lot.

"So, how was school?" He asked, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles as he held my hand, keeping his other hand on the wheel.

I shrugged and leaned back against my seat. "Boring. I'm just glad it's finally the weekend."

Austin and I had been dating for over a year, but we had been best friends ever since we met at the age of ten. We met when he arrived at Marino Elementary, and we had been best friends ever since. We had two other best friends, Trish and Dez, but those two weren't as close as Austin and I. Actually, they pretty much hated each other.

When Austin was fifteen, he was signed to Starr Records. We were both seventeen now. It was always his dream to become a famous Pop Star, and now his dream was being fulfilled. Trish was his manager, and Dez was his video director. I was his part time songwriter. By part time, I meant that I wrote him songs once in a while. He had professional songwriters, but he loved the songs I wrote.

Once Austin pulled into my driveway, I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned to him. "Are you coming in?" I asked.

He nodded and unbuckled his own belt before getting out of the car. I opened my own door and got out of the car. My mom wasn't home, so Austin and I had the house to myself. As for my dad, well, he wasn't around anymore. He left when I was five. I barely remembered him.

"Want anything to drink or eat?" I asked once we were inside my house.

"Since I know you don't want to make me pancakes, I'm gonna have to say no." He said, causing me to laugh.

"You know me too well." I giggled, sipping on the glass of water I poured myself.

"Of course I do." He smirked.

"Alright, before I decide to mention your ego-"

"Which you already did."

"-I need to start my homework." I finished, ignoring his interruption.

"Want me to help?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No, it's fine. It's not that much." He nodded as we started the trek upstairs. As soon as we entered my room, Austin collapsed on my bed. I sat down at my desk chair.

"Man, I'm so tired." He moaned.

"Hey, at least you didn't have to go to school." I told him. Austin was homeschooled, along with Trish and Dez. I was stuck in public school.

"If you think about it, I still go to school." He said, not bothering to look at me. He was on his back, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah, but you don't have to get out of the house." I grabbed my Math text book from my bag and started doing the problems that were assigned.

About ten minutes later, I was done. Luckily, Math was all I had. I shoved my book back in my bag, and went over to Austin, lying my head on his chest. He immediately started playing with my hair.

"I missed you today." He murmured.

I smiled. "I missed you, too. I really wished I was homeschool like you three."

"Als, all you have to do is agree to be my full time songwriter, and you can get out of public school."

I placed my chin on his head so I was looking up at him. "Austin, you know I can't. My mom won't allow it."

"Maybe if you tell her that you wrote a few of my songs, she will allow it."

"I doubt it." I mumbled, a frown on my face.

Austin opened his mouth to say something, but his phone going off silenced him. He sighed and whipped it out of his pocket, pressing the answer button.

"Hello?" He answered. "Oh, hey, Trish, what's up? Uh, now?" He glanced down at me. "Alright, we'll be right there. Bye." I sat up, allowing him to do the same.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Management wants to talk to us."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "Us? Why me? I haven't written you a song in months."

He ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know, but they said it was urgent. Let's go." We both hurried out of the house and made our way to Starr Records.

I didn't know why, but once we arrived, my heart started pounding. I had no clue as to why I was nervous, because it wasn't like I was in trouble. Right?

Austin's hand was intertwined with mine, squeezing it once in a while as we walked towards the conference room. He could probably sense my nervousness.

He opened the door, and we both walked in, sitting down at the table. There in the room stood Jimmy, the owner of the record label, Trish, who had a sad look on her face, and a tall blonde who was extremely beautiful. She was model thin, and she had amazing blue eyes. I felt like a troll compared to her.

"Uh, hi." Austin awkwardly greeted. Jimmy, Trish, and the blonde took seats across from us, only making me nervousness grow.

"What's going on?" Austin asked.

"Austin, we have noticed a decrease in sales from your recent album, and I believe I know why." Jimmy said, causing me to frown. I didn't know his sales went down.

"Why?" My boyfriend asked.

"Ally." He simply answered. Austin's grip on my hand tightened.

"Why would my girlfriend be the problem?" His voice was cold.

"Austin, your fans want to see you with someone who is famous and not so…awkward."

I could feel tears pooling in my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. "You being with Ally is causing your sales to drop." Jimmy continued. "Tiffany here," He gestured to the blonde sitting next to Trish. "Will help your sales rise exponentially."

"What are you trying to say?" Austin asked through gritted teeth.

"You're gonna breakup with Ally and start dating Tiffany."

As soon as those words escaped Jimmy's mouth, my jaw dropped opened, as did Austin's. Tiffany, however, was smirking.

"You want me to breakup with Ally? The love of my life?" Austin yelled. I looked at Trish who was shaking her head, a frown on her face. She even looked like she was close to tears.

"It's the only way your sales will go up." And with that, Jimmy walked out of the room, the stupid beach blonde following him.

"Trish, tell me he's joking?" I asked, my voice cracking. I finally let the tears fall.

"I'm so sorry, Ally. I tried talking him out of it, but he wouldn't budge." She said apologetically.

"So that's it?" Austin asked. "I breakup with Ally and start dating that fake?"

"It's either that, or Jimmy drops you from the label." Trish explained. "I'll give you two some space." She mumbled before walking out, closing the door behind her.

Instead of looking at Austin, I just stared down at my lap. "Als, look at me." He pleaded softly. I did, and regretted it immediately. He looked like a kicked puppy, his eyes filled with tears.

"What are we gonna do, Austin?" I whispered, a few tears rolling down my face. He immediately wiped them away with the pad of his thumb.

"I don't know, but I'm not breaking up with you." He stated firmly.

"But what about what Jimmy said? If you don't, he'll drop you from the label."

"I don't give a damn about what Jimmy said." He growled. "There is no way that I'm breaking up with you."

"Austin, I can't let you be dropped from the label. You've worked too hard for this all to end."

His jaw clenched, and a tear rolled down his cheek. Seeing him like this broke my heart. "So you want to breakup?" He asked, his voice cracking.

I was about to answer him, but an idea popped into my head. I smiled, causing him to furrow his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why are you smiling?" He asked.

"Because I just thought of a way for us to stay together."

His eyes widened and he jumped out of his seat. "How?!"

I stood up and grabbed his hands. "What if we fake breakup?"

"Fake breakup?" He asked slowly.

I nodded. "We stage our breakup, and the news will obviously spread like wildfire, so everyone will know by the next day." I explained.

"What about Tiffany?"

I grimaced. "Unfortunately, you'll have to date her, but it will only be pretend."

He nodded, taking all the information in. "Would we tell anyone?"

"I say we tell Trish and Dez, but no one else. The less people know the better."

He nodded once again, and just when I thought he was going to object to all this, he suddenly smiled and wrapped me in a tight hug.

"You're a genius, Als." He breathed into my ear. "You're a fucking genius."

I chuckled. "Do you think this will work?" I asked, pulling away from the embrace.

"It has to." He cupped my face in his hands. "There is no way I'm letting you go, alright?" I nodded as he brought me into a passionate kiss, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach.

Once we pulled away, he leaned his forehead against mine. "So, when do we stage our breakup?" I asked, staring directly into his brown eyes.

"Tomorrow. But for right now, I don't want to think about it. I only want to think about me and you." He murmured huskily before capturing my lips in another kiss.

Starting tomorrow, Austin and I would be broken up. Sure, it would be fake, but secretly dating would be a challenge. Would we be able to do it?

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