She paced her room

It was late. Really late. The reunion had started almost a full hour ago it would only go for so much longer.

But she missed her friends

But he would be there.

But she looked really hot and spent so long picking out her outfit.

But, she really, like really really, couldn't see him.

She let out an exasperated sigh and sat on her bed with her hands on top of her face. Every pro she thought of had an equally good con to supplement it.

Trish had been expecting her. Ally had promised to come but once she was dressed, it seemed to hard to wrap her mind around actually facing him. She just couldn't do it.

Suddenly, her phone started buzzing from her bed side table. She crawled over and looked at the caller ID

Trish.

"Hey Trish," she said into the phone with no expression.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" came the response from an extremely angry Trish.

Ally sighed. "In my room regretting ever agreeing that I would go."

"I have one question, are you dressed?"

Ally glanced at the mirror that stood opposite her bed. Her hair sat straighten on her shoulders and her make up was, as always, amazing. Her dress was hard to see in her reflation but it was imprinted in her brain after staring at the bright pink and orange pattern forever every day.

"Um yeah. Why?" Ally asked looking down at her feet covered in her black sandal wedges.

"Austin doesn't have a date. In fact, he's miserable that you aren't here. He misses you. You guys need to talk it over."

Ally's mind raced. He was still single. He still missed her. They did need to talk.

"I'm on my way."

Ten minutes later, she was parking her Dad's Toyota in her old school's parking lot.

With every step, her heart beat faster. What would it be like? Would he see her standing and smile his dorky smile? Would it be awkward? Would it be love at first sight again? Would they just kiss and make up and the end happily ever after?

Her heart was running a marathon by the time she was outside the gym. She had heard the music from almost all the way down the hall and hadn't been more nervously excited since her prom.

"ALLY!" she heard someone yell almost as soon as she walked in.

A smile broke onto her face. "Hi Carrie!"

The two friends hugged each other tightly. "How are you? Where's Trish and Dez?"

"I'm good!" she answered in that same perky voice Ally always remember and loved. "Trish and Dez are out on the dance floor reliving junior prom." She jerked her thumb at the clapping crowd of old classmates.

Ally could just barley make out the tall ginger and short Latina. She smiled at them and waved at Trish who had noticed her through a couple of people.

Her face lights up and she threw a quick wave at Ally before spinning back into her dance routine.

She turned to Carrie who had joined in on the clapping. "I need to find Austin."

Carrie frowned, "Austin? I haven't seen him in forever. Is he even still here?"

Ally pursed her lips, "I hope so. That's really the only reason I came here."

"I think I saw him leave the room a little while ago. Piper may have brought him back to his house, but then again, I'm not really sure," she said after thinking for a few minutes.

Piper.

How could Ally have forgotten? Of course they would hook up. Their relationship was so real. Austin had really really liked Piper and now, they were getting back together.

"I need to get outta here," she muttered.

She ran from Carries side out into the hallway with tears starting to fall. She walked further and further away from the loud gym and down different hallways.

She finally stopped in front of her old life skills classroom, sitting down on a bench in front.

Tears slipped down her cheeks. Why was she crying? She's the one who suggested the break up in the first place. She's the one who started this mess. This was her fault. She lost the love of her life.

"Ally?"

She looked up and through her teared up eyes, she saw him. The love of her life.

"Austin," she stood up and whipped away the few tears that were still left on her cheek.

The two started at each other until Ally started talking.

"What are you doing here? I though—"

But she didn't get the chance to finish her sentence. Austin pushed his lips onto hers before anything else could be said.

Her hands found their way back to his hair. It all felt so familiar. The way his hands felt as they help her waist. They way his hair felt between her fingers and she pulled on any part that she could.

And most importantly, his lisps still felt so good on hers. It was so sweet and passionate and the same time.

He tasted the same too. Pancakes and syrup of course with a little bit of twist that she could never define on her own. When she had brought it up once a while back, he just laughed at her.

When they couldn't breath anymore, she felt herself pull away. Her hands still on his neck and his still on her hips.

"Austin…"

"I know what you're goanna say," he said in a whisper.

She looked into his eyes, they were sad. "You're goanna say 'we tried this it didn't work. We cant do long distance.' But I'll have you know I have been touring Europe the capitol of hot girls and every time someone tries to hook up with me I don't want to. Every time I think of you. Everything has reminded me of you. Everyone reminds me of you somehow. I miss you Ally and I can't get you out of my damn mind no matter what I do."

She felt his hands leave her body and she suddenly felt naked.

She shook her head. "Austin, I miss you and I think about you too. Every day, in fact. Every time I make pancakes for breakfast I always want to call you. I want to tell you about my day and discuss it with you. I want you to be there for me in my greatest accomplishments and my hardest losses and I want to be with you for yours. But right now, I don't think its going to happen."

In all of her life, Ally had never seen Austin look more depressed.

"But who knows what'll happen in 10 years," she quickly added. "Maybe one day. I don't know what's going to become of us. But I do know, that right now, is not the time for us."

He looked at her. "But I just cant loose you."

She couldn't look him in the eye, "I love you Austin, don't forget that one day we will be together."

His head was hung and her lips her pursed. Slowly, he looked up at her. "I love you too."

She smiled weakly as he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.

She always felt safe and happy in his arms. They were big and strong. They were warm and cuddly and that was the best especially for rainy days.

She hated knowing that this would be the last time the two of them saw each other for a while. She hated knowing she wouldn't be able to kiss him like she did just now for a while. She hated knowing she wouldn't feel safe like this for a while. She hadn't knowing that this was it for a long time.

"This is just a good bye hug, right? Not an I-love-you-and-I'm-so-happy-were-getting-back-together hug," she heard herself whisper.

She felt his lips turn to a curve into a smirk. "Right. Just goodbye."

"Good. But, um, don't let go just yet,"

"I, uh, wasn't going to."

She smiled through her sadness with a feeling of daja vu crashing into her. And just like that tie before, she knew there was no way this was the end of them.