Ghost Of You Chapter 2: Meet His Ghost, an austin & ally fanfic

So, I'm glad you guys like the first chapter. Austin was such a brat, wasn't he?

Okay, so this is what went down in the last chapter; Austin walks out on Jimmy Starr and his managers because they tell him that his behavior is getting too reckless and out of hand and if he doesn't change it, they'll drop him from the label. Austin gets angry and goes to Dez's dad's club where he chugs down some booze and takes his anger out on Dez who in return kicks him out. While driving, Austin gets impatient waiting for the red light to change so he just goes and that's how he gets into a car crash and is in a coma. When he wakes up he finds his family and best friend but they can't see, hear, or touch him because, well, he's a ghost.

Anyways, here's the second chapter! Hope you like it!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN AUSTIN AND ALLY!

"Another 100% Ms. Dawson, as expected from my ace student" My teacher says proudly while she hands me back my test paper.

I smile while taking the piece of paper from her, "Thank you, Ms. Murphy" She smiles then continues to pass out the test papers.

My best friend groans beside me, "Can't you like give me some of your brain power? I mean like, why keep all the talent to yourself? Don't be selfish, help the less fortunate!"

I laugh, "It's not talent, Trish! It's called studying...maybe you should try it. It works wonders, it'll turn that 66% into a 100 in no time"

She groans again, "But I don't have that kind of time and patients for studying!"

I roll my eyes playfully, "then maybe you should quit some of your jobs, I mean you'll just end up getting fired anyway"

"Face it Ally, I'm just not as talented as you" Trish says with an exaggerated sigh

I gasps playfully, "hey! Getting 5 different jobs in one day and then getting fired from the same 5 different jobs in the same day is an art! It takes mad talent to pull it off!"

She laughs, "I guess your right. I'm an artist"

I smile, "definitely"

The school bell rings. Yes! School's over! Don't get me wrong, I love school but...It's Monday, and no one likes a Monday.

"You wanna walk home with me today?" I ask

Trish sighs, "sorry, I can't. I got detention from Mr. Davis for back talking and not turning in homework"

I laugh, "sounds just like you. Anyways good luck!"

She smiles, "yeah, I'll need it"

I wave bye to her and walk out of the classroom then out of school. Today was a pretty normal day for me. I got an A on my science project and math test, I got the lead role in drama, I got a solo section in dance and a whole solo in music. I sigh, I'm doing great but why do I feel like something's missing?

I hear a faint strumming of a guitar not too far away...busking? I have lived in this part of Miami since I was born and I have never heard or seen anybody busk before. Finally something out of the ordinary! I quickly follow the sound and spot a beach blond haired guy with a guitar. I swear I've seen him before...He continues to strum random notes and just as I was about to leave, he began to sing.

"Astronaut" (Simple Plan)

Can anybody hear me?
Or am I talking to myself?
My mind is running empty
In the search for someone else
Who doesn't look right through me.
It's all just static in my head
Can anybody tell me why I'm lonely like a satellite?

'Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
And I lost all signal when I lifted up
Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot
Can I please come down?
'Cause I'm tired of drifting around and round
Can I please come down?

I'm deafened by the silence
Is it something that I've done?
I know that there are millions
I can't be the only one who's so disconnected
It's so different in my head.
Can anybody tell me why I'm lonely like a satellite?

Now I lie awake and scream in a zero gravity
And it's starting to weigh down on me.
Let's abort this mission now
Can I please come down?

So tonight I'm calling all astronauts
All the lonely people that the world forgot
If you hear my voice come pick me up
Are you out there?
'Cause you're all I've got!

And tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
And I lost all signal when I lifted up
Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot

'Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
To the lonely people that the world forgot
Are you out there?
'Cause you're all I've got!

Can I please come down?
'Cause I'm tired of drifting round and round.
Can I please come down? [x3]

Wow. He's really good. I don't understand why people don't stop and listen to him. They all just walk past him like he's not even there...rude much? I stand there staring at him for a while when suddenly are eyes meet. We stand there staring at each other and I did not notice he was walking towards me until he hesitantly places his hand on my shoulder. He flinches away from me like he just got burnt and his eyes widen.

I raise a brow, "what?"

He gasps, "Are you talking to me?"

I nod slowly, "yeah...who else would I be talking too? I looking right at you"

"Y-you can see me?" he asks shockingly

I frown, "of course I can see you. Why wouldn't I be able to see you?"

He shouts happily and pulls me into a hug, "Yes! Finally!"

I tense up, "What are you doing? This is a public place, stop shouting!"

He releases me and shrugs, "It's not like they care anyway, the can't see me"

"What are you talking about?" I ask but then gasp in realization, "are you one of those people who thinks they're invisible to the world? Aww..." I place my hand on his shoulder, "I care"

He glances at my hand on this shoulder then removes it, "No...I mean, I'm a ghost"

There's a pregnant pause, I stare at him for a minute and then laugh, "Yeah, right. And I'm Austin Moon"

He gasps, "No, I'm Austin Moon"

I immediately stop laughing and stare at him hard. He stares back at me and I gasp, "No way! You are Austin Moon!"

He chuckles, "yup"

I smack his arm, "This is so not a laughing matter! How the hell are you here? You're suppose to be in a coma! I can't believe they would lie to the public like that and about something like that. How could they-"

He cuts me off, "They're not lying, I am in a coma"

I stop babbling and look at him like he's crazy...what am I talking about, he is crazy, "No you're not! Your here, not in a coma, standing right in front of me"

He sighs and places both of his hands on my shoulders, "I am in a coma, well, my body's in a coma but my spirit is here"

I stare at him horrified, "S-so y-y-your like a g-g-gh-"

"Ghost?" he finishes and I nod, "that's what I'm trying to say. I'm a ghost"

I gasp. Everything around me begins to spin and I start to get dizzy...

Then I went blank.