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Ally's POV

"Trish, I don't know what I'm gonna do!" I sigh as I pace back and forth. "I mean, I can't face Austin again!"

"Why not?" Trish asks.

"Because, I just can't!"

"Ally, this is a secret you can't hide forever. And plus, you're gonna have to face him someday anyway."

"But someday won't be today."

"But why?!"

I open my mouth to answer, but the sound of my dad calling my name interrupts me. "Not one word." I say, sternly, eyeballing Trish.

She nods in agreement, though I highly doubt she actually means it.

I open my door and run downstairs. "Hey, dad! How was the banjo convention?" I ask as I hug him.

"Long. And very weird. The only people that were there were these fat, greasy, toothless, old guys."

Trish and I laugh.

Suddenly, his eyes grow wide. "I'm not one of those guys, am I?"

I grin. "No, you're not. You're the perfect father a girl could ask for."

"Aw, thanks, sweetie."

"Hey, Mr. Dawson?" Trish asks.

"Yeah?"

"Speaking of fathers... have you ever thought about being a grand one?"

My eyes fly open as I back hand Trish in the arm and shake my head. "What are you doing?!" I snap in a fast whisper.

She rubs her arm, but ignores me. "Because, y'know, it'll probably come sooner than you expect."

My hands cover my face in disbelief. This isn't happening...

"I mean, Austin and Ally are getting pretty serious and graduation is just around the corner. Who knows? Maybe they'll get married on Ally's birthday and pop one out right after-"

"-Okay, Trish! I think it's time for you to leave." I quickly announce, taking her hand and pulling her out the door. "What was that?!"

"Well, you obviously weren't gonna say anything until you brought the kid home so I had to take matters into my own hands."

My fists clinch. "But this isn't your problem, Trish! He's my dad! This is my baby! And I need to tell them on my time!"

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"Are you? Are you really?"

She nods.

"You're not just gonna do the same thing the next time you see Austin?"

She shakes her head.

"Good."

We stand there in silence for some time until Trish clears her throat. "Soo...?"

"So, what?"

"You gonna go back in and tell your dad?"

I cross my arms. "No!"

"Well, that's too bad since..." In one, swift move, Trish opens the door and pushes me back in the house. "you're already in there!"

"Trish!" I yell, then notice my dad staring at me. Crap. I can't avoid this. Okay, Ally. Okay. You can do this. "Hey, d-dad?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

Oh no. I can't do this. I can't. "Uuhh... N-never mind. Hehe."

I turn around and open the door, only to be pushed back in. "Nope." Trish says.

"Dad..." I start to say, then stop. Like, the words literally can not come out of my mouth. It's making me crazy that I can't even speak! What do I do? Easy. Cry.

"Ally? Honey, what's wrong?" My dad inquires, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"I-I have something to tell you."

"Then tell me. You know you can tell me anything."

I nod. "But... You're gonna be mad. Like, really mad."

"Try me." He smiles.

I gulp. "Okay... Well..." I look up into his eyes. "You know how Trish was asking you about being a grandparent?"

"Yeah. Why?"

I don't say anything. I just give him an apologetic look.

His facial expression changes in an instant. "Oh no."

I nod, slowly. "Oh yeah."

"Austin?"

"Mhm."

"I'm gonna kill him." He states, removing his arm and running towards the door.

"Dad! Dad! No, don't do anything! I still haven't told him! Dad please!"

"I can't believe this. I can't believe this, Ally! What were you thinking?!"

His yelling and my stress causes more tears to fall. "I-I-I don't know! Okay? I don't know!"

He rubs his head and then puts his hands on his hips. "How long?"

"How long, what?"

"How long have you two been having sex?!" He shouts, turning around with a terrifying look.

"I-I don't know. Maybe 4 or five months."

"I trusted you, Ally. I trusted him!"

"I know, dad. I know. But don't blame him!"

"Well, who else am I supossed to blame?! Mike and Mimi for not raising their kid right? No, I can't do that. Why? Because my kid did the same thing!"

Tears. Tears. Nothing but tears. I finally just had to collapse on the floor. "I'm sorry, dad. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I continue to whisper those two little words. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah, well, I am too." He says right before I hear the door slam.

A second later, Trish is by my side, hugging me as tight as she could. "You did good." She whispers. "It's done."

I sniffle and look up at her. "It's not all done. I still have to tell the father..."

"Look on the bright side!" She pauses.

"What bright side?"

"Yeah, I got nothing..."

"Trish!" I whine, feeling more tears stroke down my face.

"Ooh! Okay, I got one! It definitely won't be as hard as telling your dad. I bet Austin will be so happy."

"You think so?"

"I know so." She smiles, bringing me in for another hug.

"Trish, you're a great friend."

"I know."

We giggle, then a thought hits me. "You think my dad will ever forgive me?"

"Als, he's your dad. Of course he will. Just maybe not right away..."

Trish is right... My dad will forgive me and Austin will be happy. I still need to figure out how to tell him though.

Ally, stop stressing over this. When you see him tomorrow, you will tell him no matter how you prepare it.

Well, there's the second chapter!

Daaang that was heated!