(A/n: first one shot or two shot here! I feel like writing a sad one so Yah. May be slightly suicidal, triggering etc,.,)

disclaimer: don't own austin or ally etc...

After all these years... He left me.

I thought he was my friend. But no. The things he told me were far from being like one.

I still loved him after these years. But he wanted the fame for himself. He doesn't even mention us now. Still, the paparazzi question him and the conversation always ends up like this:

"Austin, why did you break from 'team austin?"

"I'm still young, I don't want to be tied down to a bunch of nobody's" but you stole my song and it made you famous.

or

"Who? Den? Trisha? Alice?" How could he forget our names? We had so much history together!

Or

"Oh, yeah but you make friends and move on right?"I never moved on from that day. Even Dez and Trish haven't. But I took on the worst out of all of them because he told me he never loved me.

But he still lives next door to me. Why did he ever meet me? Or play the drums with corn dogs? But most of all, why did he leave... Me?

I look at my surrounding, I sit on the pavement, underneath the cherry blossoms. I see him walking out of his house. Impeccable timing. I hate this. I don't feel like talking to him, or facing him.

We lock eyes for a moment, it looks like he's trying to say some thing but I stand up towards him and shake my head and hide my wrists as they hold each memory I regret having with Austin moon. I walk into my house with my head held up high. I forgot to pick up the blade! Oh no. He's holding it. He walks in his house with the blade.

Wait? Is that crying I hear? I can't believe it. So I write him a note. I just feel like it's the only thing to do before I probably end it all. I know, but I still can't get over him and the things he does just remind me of nothing but questions of how he ended up like this? He turned into something he hated.

He left Jimmy as well because he got a "better" record deal. Even Jimmy thought he was different. I thought he was my blonde, childish, caring boy. I guess he climbed up to the top and left an emotional havoc among us.

so I start writing,

Austin,

Just to let you know, I guess this is the last time I'll ever see you or contact you in anyway. I see you found my blade. I guess the blade is my replacement for happiness. Not that I feel it or anything. I guess you probably thrown this away without reading it. I just can't get over the fact you've changed. And don't give the interviewers anymore bullshit. Just to say, I wanted to tell you things I wanted to tell you before and after you replaced us.

before:

I still love you.

I wanted to show you the new song I've finished for you, it took me a week to do. It's called Take A Bow (a/n: by Rihanna) But now that I've realised it, it perfectly explains now.

I was going to say ' Trisha' booked you another tour.

After: (now and then)

Don't try to apologise because we all know you meant every word you said.

I've been diagnosed with depression.

My parents are divorced because my Mum wanted to run away from our family's 'problems'

I'm still in love with you, but I don't trust you. Not that you didn't expect that Or anything.

Dez has moved to Canada because everything reminded him of you and Trish well she is in California.

Now I guess you're happy, you told me you never wanted to see me again. You told me you wished I would leave. Now that wish will be granted. And I thought you were once the boy I loved. Who am I kidding. Like I said I still do.

now go show this to the press so you can embarrass me.

see you later,

in case you forgot my name,

Ally,

Well this is goodbye Austin. I wonder what happens next. I fold the letter and post it through their door. I walk away and I hear him pick up the letter. I quickly hear him open the door and lucky me, I have sharp instincts so I lock my door and run up to my room.

I see him outside his house just confused and distraught. I guess he probably is doing it for false hopes. He looks at me and his eyes changed into fear. I run into my bathroom, grab a pair of scissors but I just get a flashback of Austin ditching me for Cassidy, fame and fortune.

"Yeah um Ally, the thing is... I'm moving on. I'm leaving you and your stupid nobody's yeah? I guess that's okay coz it happens all the time." but I knew Cassidy didn't tell him to say this. She walks into sonic boom and listens to the conversation.

"Austin, what are you doing?"

"Cassidy, I'm not cheating on you with this idiot, the weird shy girl."

"Why are you saying these things!"

"Look, we could be famous together, besides I only used her for her stupid songs and for what 3 years?!"

"Austin. I fell in love with the nice, hazel eyes and kind attitude, not this. I'm sorry Austin, I'm having second thoughts about us, you've changed so much since two weeks ago!" She glances at me, pityingly and gives Austin one more kiss on the cheek and walks away.

"See what you did Ally you idiot!" He looks so upset, angry and annoyed, ally in one go.

I just stand there perplexed. He stands close to me and has regret in his eyes but he knows he's done too much to back out.

"No one liked you anyway, I never even loved you. No one would care if you died, why not leave. No one would notice. " His words stabbed me. That was the final straw. I slapped his face. I widen my eyes in shock and whisper:

"I'm sorry Austin." I run into the practice room. And I lock it. I don't shed any tears. I just say to myself I knew this would happen. It was too good to be true. But what I didn't know was Austin was downstairs crying and running away from the place that held too many memories. And he never came back.

Now he turned into this egotistical, man whore and rude. I wish it didn't end that way.

I smile one more time as the scissors make contact with my flesh and go in deeper than I had expected. Austin manages to see this. I think he broke down my door. And my last words were...

"OMG. I never thought this would happen. Ally! I loved you too. I couldn't handle this and I took it out on you." He tries to apply pressure to my wound. But he's too late.

"Now everybody lives happily ever after. The end."

I made his dreams come true. Now it was my turn.