My first Austin and Ally fanfic but I usually write Hunger Games. Fighting for it will be updated soon I promise I just ran into some problems with the chapter. Any ways enjoy!

No copyright intended I do not own anything.

It has been five years. Five years since I saw him. He finally got what he wanted. His big break… his pass to stardom. So what if he told me he loved me. So what if we talked every day after he left and so what if it started to slow to a few messages every week. The short texts and the phone tag we would play got tedious to the point where we lost all contact in general. Five years ago Austin Moon left and five years ago he got me pregnant.

It all started at Austin's goodbye party. He had a bunch of people at his house while his parents were in California awaiting his arrival at their new house. It was a usual high school party with us being fifteen and all. There were drugs and alcohol around every corner. Me being the goody two shoes I usually tried to avoid these things as much as possible. But tonight was different. My best friend, partner, and the boy I've been in love with for the past year is leaving. Going away forever. I decided it hurt too much to think about so Ally Dawson broke the rules. I drank everything in sight and maybe even smoked a few unknown substances. It was going great until I got pulled aside by Austin.

"Ally, what are you doing?" He asked me with big eyes.

"Trying to forget you." I slurred while trying to poke a very wobbly finger into his chest. He looked hurt for a second before recovering himself.

"Well if you're going to try and forget me I'm going to try to forget you." He said almost smugly. I raised my eyebrows at the blonde boy in confusion. He just threw me a smirk before grabbing a full cup off the counter and chugging it down. When he was done he looked at me and raised his glass. Before we knew it we had downed a few cups trying to out drink the other and we were full blown drunk.

The rest of the night is all foggy in my mind. I remember the feel of him pushing me against a wall and our lips making contact. I fell a few times up the stairs and into the empty guest bedroom. All that was left was a bed for Austin to occupy until he left. He smelled like cheap alcohol and axe. Every second was like a dream. I wanted him to hold me tighter and when he would I still wanted his body impossibly closer. It was perfect.

I woke up with sunlight streaming through the window and onto my face. My head hurt so badly and I had a small feeling that I wanted to throw up. I pushed it aside once I realized where I was. I felt a warm body underneath me I heard the slow and steady breathing of someone who I figured out to be Austin. My head was on his bare chest and he held me with both his arms wrapped around my waist in an iron grip. It took me a few seconds to reciprocate the events from the previous night. I lifted my hand from his chest to feel my slightly swollen lips where his had covered only a few hours ago. I still felt the tingling sensation and warmth spread through my body. I heard Austin's breathing pick up a few paces indicating he had woken up. Neither of us wanting to move we laid in silence for a few minutes until I felt the need throw up again. This time not being able to ignore it I shot up out of his arms and ran to the attached bathroom taking the sheet that had been covering us with me.

I threw the poison I had filled my body with last night up into the toilet. I wrapped the sheet even tighter around me when I heard footsteps approaching. I laid my head on the toilet and saw Austin out of the corner of my eye. His hair was slightly messed and he had thrown on a pair of sweatpants. I closed my eyes trying to make him disappear not wanting him to see me throwing up. He came and crouched down beside me. His voice came out raspy but I heard it all the same.

"Hey." He whispered. "Open your eyes." I felt him push some hair away from my face and I leaned into his touch. I opened my eyes and slowly peered up to meet his gaze. He smiled at me and even though I felt terrible I managed to return a small smile.

As I was about to answer him again I felt more vomit coming up and pushed my head into the toilet. I heard shuffling and felt him move so he was seated behind me. He pulled my hair out of my face with one hand and grabbed one of my hands in his other. As I emptied the contents of my stomach he kept squeezing my small hand reassuring me he was there. After I was done I collapsed to the ground in between his legs. I leaned into him as he wrapped his arms around me stroking my hair with one of his hands while still holding my other. After about five minutes I felt better and Austin decided it was time we got off the floor. He stood up and then leaned down putting my arms around his neck and scooping me up. He carried me to the bed with the sheet dragging on the floor and sat me up right. He kissed my forehead before going over to our pile of clothes that had been made the previous night and grabbing his t-shirt. He walked back over and grabbed my hands and lifted them into the air while the shirt over my head. I stood up letting the hem of the shirt fall to my mid thigh. I walked over to the clothes Austin had picked the shirt out of and retrieved my underwear. After stepping into them and pulling them up I felt a little less exposed. I walked back to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. My hair looked like usual just a little messy and my lips where just a darker shade of pink after being used all night. Austin walked in and leaned on the door frame.

"Ally?" He asked in a kind of scared tone.

"Yes?" I replied looking down.

"I want you to know that I don't consider you a one night stand." He said seriously look at me in the mirror.

"You are my best friend and even though I know you probably regret what happened between us I just want you to know that I care about you so much and…" He took a deep breath before releasing the best three words I have ever heard in my life.

"I love you."

I smiled at him my features softening.

"I don't regret it Austin. I know you think I only think of you as a friend but I love you too. I always have." I replied turning around looking him directly in the eyes. A huge grin broke across his face and he opened his arms as I ran into them. He lifted me up and held me so close whispering I love you's in my ear.

He put my down after a minute and I found myself missing his warmth. I spun back around to face the mirror trying to fix some of my messy hair. I was just pulling on a piece when Austin's hand came up to stop me. I looked over at him still looking through the mirror and raised my eyebrow.

"I like seeing what I did to you." He whispers smiling. I laugh at his silliness. He drops his hand and slides his arms through mine and wraps them around my waist. I leaned back against his chest while he drops his head on top of mine.

"By the way…" He trails off smirking. His hand goes to the hem of my, well technically his, shirt. Oh no. I think. He slowly lifts the shirt up on the left side to my belly button. "When were you going to tell me you had this?" He asks laughing.

There right above my panty line on the left side was printed the word always with a heart beside it.

"I-I got it when my mom died." I stuttered trying to explain how I got a tattoo when I was fourteen years old. "I asked my dad after her funeral. He was reluctant at first but I wanted it so badly and all I needed was his consent so he finally caved. I wanted her with me everywhere I went but I knew a necklace or an article of clothing would be too easily misplaced or broken. This was she will know I'm thinking of her. Always." I said staring at the ink on my skin. He smiled at me before turning me around.

"You Ally Dawson are truly amazing." He whispered and then leaned down to kiss me. I returned it with just as much passion as I had the night before. Before I knew it we were in a repeat of last night. This time was even better though. This time I could remember and feel everything. When it was over we quickly got dressed and headed downstairs. I had borrowed a hoodie of his and just wore my jean shorts from the previous night. When we walked down the stairs we found Trish and Dez passed out on the floor of the empty house. After we woke them and cleaned up the mess from the party goers it was time for Austin to go. I cried and cried on the way to the airport. I curled up in his lap as he stroked my hair. Dez who was driving was alternating looks of sympathy in the rearview mirror and giving Trish side glances because she was in the passenger's seat. We pulled up to the doors and we walked him to security. He stood in front of me holding both my hands in his. He kissed my forehead before reaching underneath his shirt and pulling a necklace over his head. He puts it in my hand and closes my fingers. I look at him and pull up the sleeve of his sweatshirt. He looks down and sees the charm bracelet he gave me for my birthday.

"Take it." I whisper through my tears. He nods and undoes the clasp. He takes out his key chain and fastens it to the loop. He puts it back in his pocket before giving my one last kiss and disappearing. I was crying so hard at that point Dez had to give me a piggy back ride all the way back to the car.

Months went by and the texts and phone calls slowed to a stop. When I looked at the white stick held in between my fingers with a little pink plus sign I couldn't stop shaking. I eventually made my way out of the bathroom to a waiting Trish. My dad was standing in the doorway awaiting the news that would break his I Heart. I just looked up and gave them both a small nod. My dad rushed over to me and held me while I cried into his arms. His baby girl was having a baby. After awhile of Trish rubbing my back and my dad whispering reassurances in my ear my dad finally spoke up.

"You need to tell him Ally." He says steadily.

"I can't dad. He's worked so hard to get to where he is I can't pull him away from all of that because I know he will drop it all and come running back for this baby. I won't do it." I say crying.

He nods understanding.

"I love him too much to take away his dream." I whisper accepting my fate of being a teenage single mother.