Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Austin & Ally, but the plot is mine :)
Austin Moon took a deep breath, smelling the stale air that surrounded the boardwalk. The wind was gently blowing through, his hair moving along with it. He started walking down the walk. He unbuttoned his jacket and placed his hands in his pants pockets.
He couldn't believe he had to be dragged to this stupid company dinner that his father and mother were invited too. He didn't understand why he had to come too. His father made him dress in his best suit, so he did. His mother had put on a fancy purple dress, and his father's tie matched it. He always loved how they 'had' to match.
It was just getting too boring in there, and Austin felt all clammy and uncomfortable. While Mike was talking with some of the other men there, he turned to his mother, said he needed some air and was going for a walk. She told him 10 minutes, and he just nodded before walking out of the restaurant.
He walked on the boardwalk, past a cruise liner ship. He stopped for a second, looking at the people who were on the top - the lido deck. They looked like they were having a good time. He noticed a few of them were dressed really formal. He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair, then continued walking.
"Hey!" Someone behind him yelled, "Hey! Stop!" they said. Austin turned around, just in time to see a boy almost fall on the ground. Austin flung his arms out, catching him and pulling him back up. "Whoa!" Austin exclaimed, "Are you okay?" He asked. The boy, about his age maybe, had red hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a suit as well, with an orange colored bow-tie.
"Fine, fine. Thanks." He said, panting slightly. "I need your help!" He exclaimed, holding tightly onto Austin's arms. "What? With what?" Austin asked. "I need you to pretend to be someone for me! Please, I'll pay you or whatever you want. Please!" He said, slightly shaking Austin.
"Uh.."
"Is that a 'yes'? Yes!"
"Whoa, hold on! Wait!" Austin said, but it seemed the boy didn't hear him, or he was just ignoring him. In a quick movement, the boy buttoned up Austin's jacket and then maneuvered behind him, starting to push him back toward the cruise liner. The two didn't even hear the soft thump Austin's phone made when it fell out of his pocket and smacked against the boardwalk. The boy began naming things off about this person who he was supposed to be.
"Okay, great! Your name is Alistair Kennington, you're British, and you're super rich. You've never been seen in person, this is the first time. You're parents were killed in an accident last year and you're still healing. You're the heir to their fortune, which is almost a billion dollars." He said, quick with the pace. He was still pushing Austin.
Austin tried to cut in, but the boy was still pushing him up the ramp and before he knew it he was already in the lobby of the liner. Austin paused, taking a long look. There was a semi-circle desk with a few people signing in. There were three glass elevators across the way, and leading behind them was a double staircase, one on each side.
Austin looked up through the large atrium, seeing 5 more upper floors and a large skylight on the ceiling. Austin spun in a full circle, looking at the interior of the liner and seeing the people walk by. Some were dressed casual, while others were dressed quite formal. Austin was pulled out of his thoughts by the boy next to him taking in a gasp.
Austin turned to the red head, seeing how he was tense and somehow nervous. His eyes were wide. "Hey, are you okay?" Austin asked, put a hand on the boys arm. There was no response. He was staring at some older couple..that was walking towards them.
"Ah, you must be Alistair. Dezmond here said he would find you." The man said, dressed in a navy blue suit with a black tie. There was a woman next to him with brunette hair tied in a bun. She was wearing a red silk dress and she was holding a silver clutch purse in her hand.
Austin didn't know what to say for a second, then saw the boy 'Dezmond' apparently. He was quite pale, nervous looking. Austin sighed in his head, remembering he said that this Alistair guy was British. He took one last look to Dezmond, then cleared his throat. "Uh, yes. That's me. You are?" He asked, in his best accent. "Robert Hathaway, my wife Sophia." The man said, introducing them both, "I was a business partner and good friend to your father." He explained.
Suddenly, the man looked very sad. The woman, Sophia, put her hand over his, then she spoke, "We've only recently heard about them. We're very sorry for your loss. We feel terrible, we can't imagine how you feel." She explained. Austin did his best to appear sad, he couldn't imagine his parents being dead. "Thank you. It's been...hard. I've been doing better." Austin said. Robert nodded, "We understand. I hope to see you at dinner tomorrow night?" Before Austin could reply, Dezmond stepped forward, "Oh yes! Mr. Kennington will definitely be there."
Robert and his wife smiled to Austin, and he tried his best not to look shocked, and gave them his own weak smile. Robert slipped an arm around Sophia's waist and the two walked away, Robert stopping for a second and turning back to Austin, "Nice to finally meet you, Alistair." He said, before leaving. Austin turned to Dezmond once more when they were out of sight. Once again, before Austin could say anything, a loud horn went off, echoing through the entire cruise liner.
Austin turned around and saw someone seal the doors shut. "Are we leaving?!" He practically shouted at Dezmond, hands shaking his shoulders. Dezmond's own eyes were wide, "Uh, yes?"
"No. No, no. Nononono" Austin said in a murmur. He scrambled away from Dezmond toward the door. "Whoa, hey!" Dezmond said, grabbing his arm. "Where are you going?" He asked, holding Austin in place. "I can't be here! My parents are expecting me back!" Austin almost yelled.
Dezmond shushed him, then started pulling him towards the hallways where a few of the rooms were located. He ignored Austin's retort of "Where are we going?" and unlocked one of the first few rooms, pulled Austin inside and shut the door behind them.
Austin looked around the room. It had tan wooden walls, a cr me colored curtain on the far side wall that hid the entrance to the small balcony. The carpet was a light brown with red swirling in an abstract design. There were two double beds, each with white sheets and a blue blanket folded near the bottom. They had two striped pillows on each and then two plain white ones under those. The bed had a marble rock headboard and a black end table in between them. On top of the table, a red lamp with a square tan shade. Across the beds was a door that most likely led to a bathroom. Next to the door, a large T.V. sat on a dresser.
"Whose room is this?" Austin asked, turning back to Dezmond. "Mine. I share it with my two friends. My friend's father is a businessman and she invited us to come with her." Dezmond explained. Austin nodded. Dezmond clapped his hands together, "So, I'm Dezmond, as you heard Robert call me. But I like to be called Dez."
He stuck his hand out, waiting for Austin to take it. Austin stared for a few seconds before shaking his head, "Austin." He said, shaking it. Dez nodded, giving him a small smile. The two boys were quiet in the room, both just standing there, looking anywhere but each other.
"I hope you realize that you've basically just kidnapped me, right?" Austin said, finally looking at the other boy. The boy suddenly became frantic, rubbing his hands together and starting to pace back and forth, "I know, I know! I was in panic mode and you were the first person I saw with blonde hair. I'm really sorry."
Before Austin could respond, the door opened. Two girls walked in, one with black hair and one brunette. The girl with black hair had said hair styled in curls, and dark brown eyes. She was wearing a short dress that fell to her knees, the bust being a shiny gold with the skirt part was black. She also had black flats.
The brunette was taller than her. The brunette's hair was wavy, and she had brown eyes. She was wearing a shiny light blue strapless dress with a white lace belt around the waist. She had white heels on and a pretty necklace with a red gem on it. The brunette spoke up first, "Dez?"
Dez gave a small weak chuckle and a slow wave, "Uh...Hey.."
Mimi set her champagne glass down and spared another glance at her watch. Mike noticed it, and leaned closer to hear, not wanting to interrupt the others' conversations. "What is it, dear? That's the third time you've looked at your watch." He asked. "Nothing, I suppose," She answered, "Austin should've been back by now."
Mike was about to say something, but was interrupted by a loud horn, probably from the cruise ship they had seen before walking into the restaurant. Mimi sighed and removed the napkin over her waist and placed it on the table. "I'm going to go look for him." She said, not giving Mike a chance to say anything before she stood and walked out of the restaurant.
"Mim, wait a minute," Mike said, getting up to follow her. He realized that the other men were looking at him, "Excuse us for a second." He said, before following her. Outside, Mimi was standing outside, phone to her ear, and looking each way. "He's not out here." She said when Mike joined her.
Once again, before Mike could say anything, he was interrupted by a familiar ringtone. It was Austin's. Both of them followed the sound, hoping to find their son. When all they found was a phone on the boardwalk, screen lit up with Mimi's picture and the name, Mom, Mimi almost cried. Mike picked up the phone, then looked at his wife.
Where was Austin?