Summary: After an awful fight that happened between Austin and Ally due to untold secrets, Austin and Ally have ended their partnership and friendship. Now, a year and a half later, Austin and Ally are both huge pop sensations and haven't spoken since their friendship-ending fight. But what happens when Austin and Ally are forced to work together? Will they rekindle their friendship and make up on their lost time? Can they trust each other again? Even better - Can they get along?

[Idea originally thought up from Austin & Ally : Reel Life & Real Life]

Chapter 1

"It can't be that bad," my best friend, Trish, said to me over the phone. I was struggling not to let my anger slice through my tone.

"We haven't spoken in almost a year and a half." I pointed out. "He probably still hates me," I grumbled. I was trying to get to my car, but the flashing lights were making it an effort. Paparazzi greeted me and asked me questions. Can't they tell I'm on the phone?!

"I think he does," Trish added, she clued in on my silence and quickly said, "but then again, what would I know?!" her voice wobbled nervously before she sighed. "Look, Ally, to be totally honest with you, I don't know what's going to happen. They want an Austin & Ally album and you two are going to have to work together whether you like it or not."

I sighed, already aggravated with the thought of seeing his face. His arrogant face. His deceiving face. His lying face. His backstabbing face. His-

"Ally, It won't be that bad." Trish said, "maybe we could hit Sonic Boom again in the practice room. Bring up the good ol' days, yeah?" she supplied, trying to make the situation brighter.

I snorted in disbelief. "Right, like Austin Moon and Ally Dawson are going to walk through the mall like normal kids." I shook my head. "It's not like that anymore, Trish. We can't just walk down memory lane and act as if none of it ever happened. Something changed between Austin and I that day. He hates me. I hate him. We both made a big mistake, but that doesn't take away from the fact that our friendship fell apart." I hesitated before quickly adding, "and the fact that if Miami found out Austin Moon and Ally Dawson were in the same mall, at the same time, at the same store, would cause a meltdown." I didn't hear anything. "Trish? You still there?"

"Well, this is awkward." she mumbled. I frowned at the traffic lights ahead in confusion. "Um, so, you're saying you won't go to the mall?"

"You set up our meeting place in Sonic Boom, didn't you?" I asked her, a flat tone echoing in my voice. I heard a small 'mhm'. I sighed.

"It's alright! I'll change it! The beach? No, fans would be everywhere! Park? No, too many animals and crying babies. Austin's place? No, there's no way he'd let you in there. Your place? No, that's too far and I don't have a car and God forbid I'm jumping into a car with Dez. How about-"

I sighed in defeat, "You know what, let's just...let's just meet up at Sonic Boom like you've already planned."

"Great!" she grinned. "I've missed you so much, Ally!"

"You saw me last week." I deadpanned. I shook my head. "I'll be there tomorrow. I'm almost at the airport." I told her. She squealed in excitement and I heard the line go dead. I sighed, hanging up the phone.

A lot happened between Austin and I. It all started when my two friends, Trish and Dez decided they wanted to make a Movie about the journey between us, Austin & Ally. It sounded like such a great idea, until both of our secrets were spilled out and wrecked our friendship forever! Anyways, point is, Austin and I haven't spoken in a year and a half, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. I mean, Austin and I had a lot of chemistry and two secrets just threw it all away. I won't lie about this either: it hurt not seeing him anymore. But why wouldn't it? He became my best friend - and a little more than that, too. But that's in the past. I haven't spoken to Austin, I haven't seen him, heck, I've hardly thought about it. Just every once in a blue moon when I hear his song on the radio.

To drown out my thoughts of Austin and the anxiety that was bubbling in my guts, I decided to pop in a CD of my favourite iPod playlist and I listened to my favourite songs the entire way to the airport.

I was lost in my thoughts when I felt arms around my waist. Ready to smack my attacker, I raised my fist before seeing the spiral curls on the short figure. Immediately, I recognized my "attacker" to be my best friend.

"Trish," I gasped with relief. She giggled.

"Like you said we saw each other last week, but that's still a long time for me and you. To be honest, I'm still used to seeing you everyday like old times," her brown eyes drooped slightly and I felt guilt tug at my heartstrings. I shut off the feeling when it became too much - I mean, it wasn't like I wanted to leave, I had to. I was signed to Romone Records and one thing led to another and soon enough, I was taking off to L.A., due to immediately being transformed into a huge star. Apparently, writing your own music and performing it is a big deal in the Hollywood life. (I don't like to admit this, but secretly, I also left because seeing Austin around all the time started to get to me.)

"Ally!" I heard an enthusiastic shout. I didn't even need to decipher where the voice came from to know who it was. Dez.

"Hey, Dez," my pink stained lips curled upwards. "Believe it or not...I missed you." Trish sent me a disgusted look as if missing somebody like Dez was a crime. Still carrying around his backpack, Dez pulled out a candy bouquet.

"Just for you." he said. I took it in my hands and looked at him.

Sheepishly, I said, "Thanks." Trish rolled her eyes at his gift giving.

"Let's move, " Trish said, grabbing my suitcase helpfully. (Which surprised me, by the way). I shocked myself when I almost looked for Austin before remembering our on-going feud. I guess I wasn't totally use to being in Miami without Austin. We sort of did everything together, like friends should. My memories with him were short-lived when I reminisced the moment I discovered he'd met with another song-writer. My blood began to boil, but when I realized Dez was talking with me, I let my anger go.

For now.

I was staying with Trish for the time being. My Dad had moved into an apartment when I left. It only had one bedroom so Trish offered to make room for me at her place. Dez and Trish were eager to get to the mall, but my stomach was twisting at the thought of going back. At seeing him. Though, Trish did mention that the mall is closed due to mine and Austin's troubled reunion. That relaxed me slightly, knowing I wouldn't have to deal with questions from not only Paparazzi, but from fans also.

"You're being ridiculous, Ally," Trish said, from beside me in the backseat.

"I didn't even say anything," I stated.

"But you were thinking it!" Trish declared, "I know things between you and Austin ended on a bad note but this is your chance to...patch things up."

"If that's possible," I grumbled under my breath, playing with a loose string on my cardigan.

Dumbly, Dez added, "I don't know, maybe Austin and Ally will hate each other forever and never work things out."

"Dez!" scowled Trish. He glanced at the two of us in the rear-view mirror and slumped his shoulders unconfidently. Trish shook her head and sent me an assuring look, "Don't worry. I'm sure things will be okay between you two. After all, you are the reason he even got famous in the first place, if it wasn't for you, he'd just be a wannabe."

Well, that boosted my confidence. I decided not to reply. I didn't want to unleash my unshed anger towards Austin just yet. Maybe things could've changed. Maybe we've both grown into mature, professional musicians. No hard feelings - just strictly work.

But when I walked through the doors of Sonic Boom and I saw Austin's face, I definitely knew things would not be strictly work. And by the look in his eyes, there were hard feelings.