He stared at the mirror.
His blonde hair perfectly pushed off to one side. He had on a white button down shirt covered by a blazer with nice dark jeans on his legs. He ditched his signature high tops for the night and traded them for a pair of black boots.
"Breath," his brain said calmly.
"I'm trying!" he yelled out loud in frustration.
He sighed.
Why was he so nervous? He should be happy, excited, pumped! This was a high school reunion not a funeral.
A high school reunion 3 years after they graduated where everyone knew about this horrible break up between their two favorite students and was desperate to know the latest gossip about it.
Every time he though of seeing her he always died a little on the inside. Yet, at the same time he wanted to jump for joy. He had so many mixed feelings about seeing her.
He let out a bigger sigh and flopped face first on to his old childhood bed.
Why had he even agreed to go? He only had like 3 friends in high school anyway. One of them being his ex- girlfriend. The one person he really, like really really, did not want to see.
There was always Piper. The two had kept in touch and she actually really helped him get through the break up.
But then again, she was also pretty close friends with his ex- girlfriend.
And there was the Glee Club. He was after all co-captain… with his ex- girlfriend.
Everything he did in high school he did with her. Which at the time had made complete sense but now…
Every time he thought about what it would be like to see her it always went the same.
He would walk into the old smelly high school gym and see her standing talking, laughing with a group of old friends.
They'd catch each others eyes and she'd give him that same smile. The one he had fallen in love with. It was so casual and made her look so cute and happy and gosh.
So anyway, she'd would give him that smile and he would wave and give her his smile. A bright dazzling amazing smile, that would make everyone swoon. Then, all of a sudden a braniac Harvard guy with a voice like Gavin and craft skills like Elliot who just so happened to work at a cell phone accessories cart in a mall would swoop in and push Austin to the floor and run off with Ally. She would be laughing about how she never really loved Austin and the two of them would become super famous and have a huge wedding and 9 kids and-
Hey, it could happen!
But the truth was, he had no idea if she would be showing up alone like he was, or with a date like Dez and Trish.
Dez, who was supposed to pick him up any minute, would obviously be showing up with Carrie. While Trish, would be going with her new boyfriend Chuck.
When she explained him the story he was shocked. The only one who hated Chuck McCoy in school more then Dez, was Trish.
But she sounded so happy when he heard the news and that's all he wanted for Trish- her happiness.
She had also promised him up and down that Ally would be there. She had an early spring break and would be spending it in Miami with her dad.
Once he knew she would be there, Austin kinda just dropped the topic.
After the breakup, Trish had been pretty clear when she told Austin that Ally wanted nothing to do with him so it was always a bit awkward discussing Ally with Trish.
Seconds later he heard a few honk followed by, "AUSTIN! DEZ IS HERE!"
The 21 year old flew down the stairs to his old house and into the car.
He flung open the door half excepting to be greeted by Ally, Trish and Jace but instead he found the seats empty.
"Trish said she would meet up with us at the school," Dez explained as Austin buckled himself up.
Silently, he wondered weather Ally would also be with her or if she would be going in her own car. With her own date.
"Shut up," he murmured to his brain.
Austin stared out the window as Dez and Carrie mindlessly spoke about everything and anything.
He kept wondering if Ally would be there with anyone.
Did she miss him? Did she find someone else? Would she ever find someone else? Did she want to find someone else?
This was all too much for him. He wanted to know. He had to know.
The car came to an abrupt stop jerking Austin out of his thoughts.
Now, he would find out.
Dez parked the car in his old usual spot clearly pleased it hadn't been taken by any one in their old class.
A banner outside of the school building read in big letters, "WELCOME CLASS OF 2015" with a bunch of people walking in excitedly buzzing about the Austin-Ally drama.
They all had the same questions he did. Who would Ally show up with? Would she show up with anyone? Would she show up at all?
Austin took a deep breath and shook all negativity out of his head.
"Let's do this," he whispered.
He took one step into the old gym and felt every pair of eyes on him. He anxiously searched the room for Ally but was soon disappointed that she wasn't there.
Hey, he heard his brain say, the night is still young she'll be here.
But she didn't show up.
After saying hi to everyone in the glee and drama club, she still didn't come.
He should've known Ally wouldn't come. In fact, he was an idiot for thinking she would. A non country singer, non braniac, bad at basket weaving idiot.
He got up from his table needing to get away from everyone in the room. They were all talking and being happy while his one source of happiness was out in Massachusetts.
"Hey Austin!"
He looked over to wear Trish was with Chuck, Carrie and Dez. Trish was slowly walking over.
"You really gonna leave me with these knuckle heads?" She asked pointing a thumb at them.
He shook his head. "I'm just going for a walk around the building. Besides Dez is my ride."
Trish gave him a sad look. "I know you wanted Ally to come- and she really was supposed to be here but…"
"But she changed her mind last minute because she couldn't bear to see me. I get it," he whispered softly over the music.
"Austin-" she started again.
But he was already out the door.
His hands were stuffed in his jean pockets as he wandered through the old familiar hallways.
He really hadn't meant to, but he showed up into his old Life Skills classroom. The only class he had with Ally.
He sat down in his old desk and looked around the room. He stared up at the front of the room. He could practically see the fake alter.
His mind flushed with memories.
"I miss you, Ally," he whispered into the darkness. Tears welled up in his eyes.
He wished she was here with him. Able to whisper it back to her. Able to tell him that their break-up was a mistake. Able to kiss him into oblivion like that day in class. Able to take back the past year and a half and be together again. No matter what the challenge was.
He looked up hopefully at the door way only to find it empty. Of course. This wasn't a movie. She wouldn't be standing waiting to jump into his arms and the two of them would run away never to be seen again.
This was real life. And real life sucked.
He wiped a few tears away on his jacket sleeve and pursed his lips.
Then, he realized the most important statement of his life. One that would shape his life and make it change forever.
He was still in love with Ally Edgar Dawson. And truthfully, he always would be.
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