The Ghosts of Auslly
A/N: Characters might be OOC I got this idea from the film Ghosts of Girlfriends Past..
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally, but I do own Johnson.
There are 72 hours until the wedding of two of my best friends Trish De la Rosa and Dez Maxon, and being the best friend, I am obligated to be the best man. That meant that it is my job to make sure my buddy is completely calm and doesn't chicken out on Trish; for both his sake and mine.
The wedding is being held at the beach house that was owned by Moon's Mattress Kingdom, the company that Dez became CEO of after my parents died, the money stil came to me, I just simply had no time to run it because of my hectic music career. The beach house was fifty miles away from Miami, so that meant privacy for the occasion.
As I drove in the back of my jet black limo, awaiting my arrival, I couldn't help but think of a certain brunette that I haven't seen in nearly a decade; Ally Dawson, the maid of honour.
No matter how hard I tried, there was never a day I went without thinking of her, no matter how many girls I have hooked up with over the past nine and a half years, it has always been her. My chauffeur, Johnson, suddenly came to a halt, announcing that we had arrived, and I felt my heart quicken as he opened the limo door.
"Austin!" I heard a voice exclaim, I looked up to see none other than Dez saunter towards me in a navy blue suit, perfect for the title of CEO of a large corporation, he reached the parked vehicle and we did our signature "What-Up?" handshake.
"Dez it's so awesome to see you!" I clapped my friend on the shoulder, admiring how much he had matured since the accident. "How've you been?"
"Awesome to see you too my friend," he chuckled in his deep voice, shaking with laughter, his copper hair glistening in the Florida sunshine. "And I can't possibly be better! I'm about to marry the love of my life bro! How can anything top that?" I cringed at the mention of love, refusing to show the regret in my brown eyes.
"Is she here yet?" I whispered, knowing that Dez knew who she was. "I mean I know she will be here, she wouldn't miss your guy's wedding but..."
"Austin stop rambling, and she arrived before even Trish and I, as the maid of honour, Ally is in charge, and she is going to make sure that nothing goes wrong. She isn't going to have time to fight with you."
"Oh," Suddenly not wanting to go inside the beach house that technically belonged to me. "Johnson, would you please take my bags inside? I want to have a look around."
My chauffeur obeyed, snatching the luggage that I had brought with me and lugged them inside.
Dez had been summoned by his fiancé, so I was left alone to wander throughout the grounds of my family vacation home, trying not to become raw with emotion. Somehow I had stumbled to the wedding set; a white wood lattice arch stood farthest away, past the twenty rows of matching benches, all adorned with bright pink flowers.
Standing underneath the arch, wearing a sky blue spaghetti strap summer dress and clutching a worn out clipboard was none other than the girl that occupied my thoughts for the past decade. Her brown hair was blowing behind her in the wind, making her resemble an eternal goddess; like Persephone; the beautiful spring goddess.
The young woman had yet to notice my presence, instead was infatuated with some sort of check list on the clipboard, eyes silently checking items off. I watched as her brown eyes skimmed over me, not acknowledging my existence, until her eyes shot back to me and narrowed.
"Austin Monica Moon."
JOYOUS SLEEP MY DARLINGS!
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