What happens when a young, innocent Ally Dawson is forced to live with the school bad boy, Austin Moon? Heat rises from the bedrooms, feelings explode, and danger lurks around every corner.


This is purely fiction.

I do NOT own Austin and Ally. All rights go to respectful owners.

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"It'll only be for a few months, I promise." My mother folds a t-shirt and stashes it into her backpack, as I sit at the end of her bed groaning. My mother, Penny, was a very busy writer, and she had book signings all over the world. Only this time, she has to stay in Africa yet again for another "visit". She says she won't be long, but a few months could be forever. I sighed and watched as she rolled her suitcase through the halls, down the stairs and into the taxi. I stood in the doorway, frowning and crossing my arms.

"Trust me, it'll be okay." She places her hands on my shoulders and leans down to kiss my forehead, then lifts up my chin. "You'll be staying with a good friend of mine, she knows you very well. From allergy needs to favorite books." My mother smiled reassuringly but I didn't feel too comfortable staying at someone's house, especially someone I didn't even know that well. According to mom, she's a fine woman who has the same interests as me. I scoffed at this; there is no way.

"Why can't I stay with dad?" I asked, groaning and stomping slightly.

"Allyson Marie Dawson." My mother says more sternly, which causes me to return to pouting instead of being angry. "You know that you're father is busy with his new fiance, so you should leave him alone for a while." Mom looked to the side, almost like she was hiding something from me.

"But..!"

"Not a word." She raised a finger to my lips and silenced me, then kissed me again and walked back to the taxi. She waved as she climbed into the seat, and as long as it took the taxi to leave, that's how long I missed her already. I sighed and walked back into the house, grabbing my already packed things, which my mother had made me pack a month in advance so I'd have everything ready. It's a good thing these people didn't live too far, because this stuff was heavy. I read the note left on the coffee table, and with everything in hand, I walked out the door, locked it and made my way through the neighborhood.

Now, you would think I would know who exactly I'm living with, right? You'd be completely wrong. I reach the house, and seeming somewhat normal, I didn't hesitate to walk up to the door and knock. I put on the kindest smile I could muster, but when the door opened, I couldn't believe who was behind it. Austin, freaking, Moon.

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I stood there, astonished. I looked up and down, seeing a tall blonde young man, in black shorts, a pink t-shirt, munching down on what looked to be like a tuna fish sandwich. Gross. As I was looking at him, his lips started to curve into a smirk. "Okay, I know I'm attractive, but I didn't call for sex."

O.M.G.

This man was disgusting. Not just because he was eating tuna fish, but the thought of me ever touching that guy in any way is just revolting. I shake my head in disgust, frowning. "No, I'm here to see Mimi Moon." I stood there with my hands automatically gluing themselves to my hips as I glared at him. He turned and started to shout, "Mom! There's someone here to see you!" After that, he left and walked upstairs. As I peered in, a tall blonde woman smiling from ear to ear, somewhat running at me as she wrapped her arms around me.

"Oh, Ally!" She exclaimed. "It's been so long since I've seen you. My, you have grown dear. Here, come in. Jake, get her bags." A young guy, younger than the one before, walks from behind his mother and takes my bags from me and sets them by the stairs. I walked in slowly, taking each step with caution. I tried to fake a smile as much as I could, but this house was much fancier than what I expected, so when I looked at Mimi, I chuckled softly.

"Mom, why is this chick here?" Austin came back down the stairs and glared at me, then glanced over at his mother.

"Because, she's going to stay with us for a little while." Mimi smiles at me then looks up at Austin. "So no funny business young man."

This made me gulp. Was he the sexual assaulting type? What if he tried to rape me in my sleep? Judging by the way he greeted me, these would be far from an understatement. Mimi showed me upstairs, and I passed a few doors until reaching an empty room with a bed, dresser and a vanity.* It was beautiful.

"I hope you like it." Mimi smiled as I walked into the room, she stayed in the doorway. "Just ignore Austin, he's having a hissy-fit because he doesn't get what he wants."

"Oh, honestly, I don't blame him." By this comment, Mimi's smile fades away and I catch myself. "Wh-What I mean is… I'm grateful for you letting me stay here, but I really don't like the fact that I might have to stay with Austin. In the same house." I stare awkwardly down at my hands and then back up at Mimi.

"Don't worry about him. He's just grumpy. Really, he won't do anything, and if he does try, just tell me." Mimi smiles and once she is about to leave, she comes back into the room. "And, dinner is around seven thirty."

I nod and as she leaves, my bags are dropped into the doorway, and I run over to them. "Has anyone ever told you to have courtesy of other peoples things?" I grumbled, grabbing all of the things on the floor and set them on the bed.

"Has anyone ever told you that it's rude to impose on someone elses home?" That voice. Shit…

I turned around and saw Austin looking at me, slightly annoyed. "Look, I don't know why you have to stay with us, but.." He took a few steps closer, and closer, and closer, until he finally trapped me in front of the dresser. "you better stay away from me, unless you want me to break you." He spoke, in probably the most seductive voice I have ever heard.

He pushed himself down onto me then turned around and left, leaving me stunned and frozen. Isn't that the same thing? Shut up mind.

Wait… what did he mean by break me?


Hope y'all enjoyed this little pilot. This story is gonna be a little dramatic and a little racy, but there will be warnings if you guys still wanna read. Tell me what you guys think in the comments below: type up something pretty - and not text art.

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until then..

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