Three years had passed. Austin had been away for about three months out of his six that he was going to be gone for. Ally was finding it hard without him around. She'd had to stay behind for work. Trish and Dez had gone with Austin on his trip. She'd been watching the performances on live tv. She'd been watching the girls in the crowds going crazy over him. He might have announced they were dating but girls still wanted him more and it made Ally feel the jealously washing over her the longer he was gone from her. However Austin was getting worried about Ally being out with her work without him. He knew what guys were like around her.
He got home from his concert late one night. He put his guitar in the corner of his room. He looked at his phone. He'd messaged her before the concert three hours ago and she still hadn't got back. He lay on the bed face first. He sat up after a bit turning the news on. He looked up seeing Archie's picture come up. "Archie Dawson escaped prison two days ago and police are still out to find him." Austin didn't hear the rest of what was said because his mind suddenly went back to Ally. He grabbed his bag stuffing his clothes in it. He bolted out of the room with it and his guitar. And dragged Trish and Dez off back to the airport with their gear. He got the next flight back to Miami.
They landed at about 3am. He ran off grabbing his bags. He rushed out of the airport with Trish and Dez following. He took off to Ally's apartment she was now living in and honestly, when he was home, he spent most of his life there too. He unlocked the door running in. He dropped everything on the floor. "Ally!" he yelled desperately hoping she was still there. "Ally answer me!" He ran up the stairs. He then felt something crash into his chest. He looked down to see Ally. "Austin?! What are you….." She didn't even get the rest of her sentence out before his lips were against hers. He wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer. He pulled away after a minute short of breath. "Oh thank god you're okay." He nuzzled the side of her face gently. She touched the side of his face. "What's wrong Austin?" He held her hand gently. "Archie got out. I got worried you were in danger." She whined softly holding him tightly. He rubbed her back gently.
They went downstairs and Trish and Dez were collapsed on the chairs asleep. Austin shrugged. "Let's just leave them." Ally wrapped her arms around his neck. "Don't you still have three months to go on tour?" He nodded. She buried her face in him. He held her tighter resting his head on hers. "I've missed you Alls." She purred softly. "I've missed you too." He twirled her hair around his finger gently. He sat down on the couch with Ally next to him. She snuggled up next to him. He leaned back lying her on top of him. She fell asleep after a while. He smiled kissing the top of her head. He closed his eyes going to sleep.
The next morning he woke up with his arms around Ally's waist. Their legs were tangled in each other's. He smiled to himself. She stirred against him snuggling against him. "My Austy." He laughed softly. "I've missed this a lot." He whispered. She nodded. "Me too." He held her tighter. "I think I'm gonna kidnap you and take you with me." He teased. She laughed sitting up. "Sorry Austin but you can't. You'll have to wait three months till your tour is done." She said getting up. Austin dove over pulling her back into his arms. "Don't leave me again Ally. I can't go on without you." He begged. She touched his cheek. "You'll make it. Promise." He sighed softly. Trish walked into the lounge. "Oh good. We're booked to fly out this afternoon to get back on tour." She said. Austin sighed nodding. He held Ally tighter. Being away for such long periods just made him realize how much more he loved this girl and made it all the harder to leave.
The day passed far too fast for Austin's liking. Before he knew it, he was back on the plane leaving Miami and jetting off for his next destination. He leant on the window watching out of the plane. "Don't worry Austin. It'll pass faster than you realize." Trish comforted. He looked at her. "What about Archie?" She hugged him gently. "Don't worry. I alerted the cops that his cousin and uncle live in Miami so they're gonna keep a watch out for him." He nods leaning his head back on the window watching outside. He sighed to himself. Oh Ally. Why can't I take you everywhere with me? He closed his eyes slowly falling asleep. Ally was the only thing in his head while he slept. He wanted to run home again and hold her close again. Feel her against him. Feel her hair. Have her with him for the rest of his life. Never leave her alone again. He knew it broke her when he had tours and she couldn't come along.
A few hours later they touched down in New York. They got off the plane heading out of the airport with their bags. "Now, we need to check into the motel and then we're to head off to the city to get things sorted for your concert." Trish said firmly. Austin nodded slowly. They dropped their things off at the motel and then headed into the city to the building where he had to perform. Jimmy was there waiting for them. "What took you so long?" He questioned. "We just had a few problems." Trish said. He nodded. "Well get practicing. Now!" they went off through the back doors. Austin sat down with his guitar going through his songs while Dez raided the table in the room that had food all over it. Trish shook her head watching him.
Dez came by Austin after a bit sitting next to him. "Hey buddy?" Austin looked at him. "There's someone to see you outside." Austin stopped playing "Stuck On You" and put his guitar up. "Who is it?" he asked. Dez shrugged. "Beats me. They just showed up while I was eating and was all like, 'I want to see Austin Moon this instant.' And so I told them you were busy and then they drew a gun aiming it at me and ordered me to get you." Austin stared at him. "Could you imagine that?! Someone threatened me with a gun!" Trish frowned. "It's all a bit strange it you ask me. Why would anyone want to see Austin that bad?" Austin paled a bit. "Brooke?" Trish looked at him and then Dez. "Can't have been. It wasn't a female's voice." Dez said. Austin got up putting his guitar on the table. He walked out of the room headed down the hall a bit. He looked around but couldn't see anyone. He started to wonder if Dez had been making it all up as a joke. He turned around and came face to face with another person. "Well well, he actually gave you the message then." They said crossing their arms. Austin let out a low growl glaring at them. "Archie." He hissed. Archie smirked at him. "The one and only."