Another Chance

by LoriLaner

Austin and Ally know that the break up was for the best, but both can't help but wonder if they could've kept Auslly going. After a turn of events, they get to voice their opinions on their short-lived romance, and maybe even get another chance. An extension of Couples & Careers, because I didn't quite like the way the episode ended (I doubt anyone did).

1. Chapter 1

A/N: Hey, I'm still alive! Still here and still writing. Guys, AAC is not over, it was a complete April Fool's Joke, although I don't think many got it...I should be less subtle. I have written 2 more chapters but I haven't typed them up yet and I'm trying to edit through them. I have lots and lots of little one-shots floating around on my laptop and I'll post them soon. I promise over the summer I'll be back at it, and won't leave you for 3 months ;)

So, let me know if you like this, if I should continue with this extension of Couples & Careers! (Tbh, even if you hate it, I'll probably post more and finish it up.)

Hope you enjoy!

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Ally

"Alright, see you," he says, pushing the door open with his shoulders, then giving me a hug once we reach the open air.

"Thank you...," Austin breathes into my hair, then pats my back and lets me go. Before I can even pause to wonder if he hugged me because I paid for the dinner or because we agreed to stay friends, he's walked out and toward the other end of Palm Rose Avenue. A small pout forms itself on my lips as I force my legs to start speed-walking to my apartment.

But...

He...he normally walks me home, even from when we were friends. Now that our relationship has changed back into friendship, shouldn't we do the same things we used to...should things be back to the way they were?

No. Pick yourself up, Ally. Maybe he's late for something, maybe he has to be somewhere, meet someone. Maybe particular...female someones?

Tears form behind my eyes and I blink rapidly to stop them from falling, anywhere but here, in the public, where people could see me.

The only way to be alone is to stumble through the cold and get home.

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I press the Level 7 button quickly in the elevator, attacking the button with my finger. I'm finally alone, ahh. I knock my head back on the wall, hitting some buttons as I go but not caring because it just means taking more time getting to my floor. I close my eyes in peace for a second, just a second, when a shrill sound disturbs my silence.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Terror breaks through me, I've hit the emergency button! The noise kills my ears, makes me cry out with and "oh!".

And that's when the pressure of everything-the bad date, the break up, him not walking me home, the elevator screaming- gets to me.

That's when I start to cry.