Kiyomi Takumi here, this is my first story. Lately I've been obsessed with Austin and Ally smut...and I have a sexy imagination.

Austin: Yeah, you might wanna steer clear of her.

Ally: Austin, that's rude.

Me: *Drooling* N-No no Ally, it's fine, he's all I need *Perverted stare*

Austin: ...

Me: *Runs after him* AUSTIN! PLZ LOVE ME! I SHIP US! AUSTIN x KIYOMI! AUSOMI~

Austin: OH GOD!

Ally's Point of View

Trish knocks harshly on my door.

"Ally?! ALLY! WE'RE LEAVING!"

"I'm almost ready, Trish. Calm down."

I grab my leather skirt and shimmy into it, I haven't worn it in forever, it hugs my body perfectly but barely reaches mid-thigh. Next, I slip on a dark red tanktop, quickly putting on my black ankle boot heels. To finish it off I put dark red lipstick on my lips. When I exit my room and look at Trish, who is giggling like a school girl.

"Ally, I never knew you were a prostitute!"

I blush madly, "I AM NOT!"

"So is this for Austin?" She stretches out his name with a suggestive tone.

"N-no, shut up Trish! He's with K-Kira!"

"Oh my god, I KNEW IT!"

Trish checks the time on her phone then grabs my wrist, pulling me down the steps and out my front door. I climb into her Mercedes she got for her Quinceanera. She gets into the drivers seat and slams down the gas pedal. I'm terrified when she takes her eyes off the road to talk to me.

"Ally, be careful…"

I look at her, confused by her sentence but thankful that she moved her eyes back to the road. When we get to our destination, Trish gets out of the car and I just now notice her baby blue short dress and her straightened hair. I follow her hesitantly to a club Dez suggested as "A cool place to hang out!". However, when I walk in there my nose automaticly wrinkles up to the smell of alcohol. I don't understand why Dez would ever choose this place, there are at least twenty people passed out. As I work my way through the jumbled mass of bodies, I see Trish has already found Austin and Dez. My hands smooth out my dress and my feet begin to walk there by themselves. Dez is too engaged in his conversation with Trish to notice me. Austin looks at me, then has to do a double take, I can see a slight blush claiming his cheeks. Trish looked over at Austin and just laughed. Confused, Dez looks over at me and his jaw drops, earning a slap from Trish. Trish and Dez have been a couple for a few months, and Trish is convinced Austin and I will get together. If only he didn't have Kira… I notice that Austin has his hands on his knees and he seems to be squeezing them.

Austin's Point of View

Damn. Ally looks fantastic, why are perverted thoughts going through my head of my best friend? Ally lying on my bed, panting heavily, Ally pressed up against the shower, Ally...not even going to mention that one. Shit. It has to be the alcohol. I'm forced to cross my legs to hide my sexual desire. Trish walks up to Ally and I and smiles.

"Ally, Austin challenges you to a drinking game!"

Damn it Trish, she knows I can never back out of a challenge. Ally blushes and grabs the first shot, I can't believe she's actually doing this. I grab one and drink it, I'm going to have a bad hangover. By the 5th shot, I won, but with regret. Ally looks really drunk and stumbles to a bar stool, sitting on it. I decided to sit next to her and when the bartender comes over Ally's eyes go wide. Damn it. It's her High School crush. Dallas smiled at her and took her hand, over the past years he's been returning her affection which really pisses me off and I'm not sure why. I have to grip my knees again to avoid grabbing Ally and punching Dallas. Dallas kisses the back of her hand and I'm forced to stand up and walk back to Trish. When I glance back at Ally, they're gone. Damn it. In a panic I run back to Trish and Dez who have begun a make-out session. I tapped on quickly on his shoulder but only receive a "shoo" from the wave of his hand. Spinning around, I look for any sign of Ally.

Ally's Point of View

Dallas had led me to the parking lot of the club, stopping at his blue Jeep. He opens the passenger door for me and my intoxicated mind tells me I should get in, so I do. I still have the slightest crush on him, but I mainly like Austin...Dallas slammed down the gas pedal and once we're at least a mile away from the club, he does something I didn't expect…

I told myself I would never be one of those people that had cliff hangers, I'm a hypocrite, yay! Wow I made Dallas seem like a terrible person, oh well! Was this too short? I felt like it was, let me know! So feel free to compliment it, I know I'm fabulous *hair flip* just kidding. I don't mind some feedback, but I'll be honest, I really don't handle those well. No hate though, please ;~; I shall improve my lovelies!

-Love, Kiyomi Takumi (Comment if you ship Ausomi too ;w;)