"I'll go make some popcorn." Standing up, she made her way into the kitchen and started up the microwave.

"What movie do you wanna watch?"

Glancing through the doorway, she looked at Austin. "I don't really care, I've seen all of them anyway," gesturing to the large shelf of overflowing movies.

Smirking, Austin whipped out The Conjuring from behind his back.

As soon as Ally read the title, her face paled and she started stuttering. "I-uh, I don't like scary movies. They're scary."

He chuckled. "Well, duh. That's why it's a scary movie. And you thought I was dumb."

"Hey!" she said defensively, "I just don't like them, that's all." She looked past him at her own collection of movies. "Can we pleeeease watch something else?" she whined.

"You said you already watched all of them." He had a point.

"Look-"

"I think the popcorn's burning." He pointed behind her to the microwave, which was now smoking. She sniffed the air to find the unpleasant scent of the overheated snack.

And so they sat, on the couch, eating burnt popcorn with her face buried in his shirt the entire time, and him staring intently at the screen.

"Oh my God, Austin turn it off!" She grabbed at his shirt desperately and sucked in deep breaths of air.

He quickly turned off the movie and cradled Ally in his arms. "Hey, it's okay, I'm right here. Besides, it's just a movie."

"Yea but it said it was based off true events!" she wailed. "I told you," she sniffed, "I hate scary movies." she looked away for a moment, staring at her shoes. Noticing, he took her face into his hands and looked into her watering eyes. Her shoulders continued to shake slightly, indicating she still yet to calm down from her freak-out. He needed to comfort her, let her know she was safe.

Leaning in close, he brushed a stray tear off her cheek. So close that he could practically feel her exhale in those shaky breaths. So close that, instead of her heart slowing down, his heart sped up.

"Ally," he whispered, "can I kiss you?"

She shut her eyes at his warm voice. And nodded.

That kiss. It kept coming back to me.

A few days after Austin took me to the phone repair shop, we've hung out numerous times, and it felt like he was the best friend I never had. And then came that night.

He said he liked me. I said I liked him too. Then he told me that he like liked me, possibly even loved me. And I repeated it right back to him.

Ok Ally, you can do this. I stared up at the signs telling me where to go and got to gate B14. I sat down in a seat and took a deep breath. My knee started bouncing up and down. What is dad gonna say? If he grounded me this first time, he won't hesitate to do it now! Deep breath, in, and out. It's worth it, I told myself, I have to see him.

Walking off the plane, I sit down at the boarding area and fish out my phone.

The plane ride was one of my worst. I was seated right under the air conditioning and next to a some guy who kept trying to hit on me. Shaking my head, I take a deep breath and try to get my thoughts together.

I have no idea where I should go, or even who this girl that Austin is staying with. I decide on calling him again, even though he never answers anymore. I guess I got lucky because someone picks up on the other line.

"Hello?" It's a girl's voice. Did he change his number? Just to avoid me?

"Um, may I speak with Austin, Austin Moon?"

"He's not here right now. Can I ask who is calling?"

"I'm Ally Dawson, Austin's..." I pause. What am I to Austin right now? What does he think of me? "...Friend," I finish.

She snorts. "Really? The caller ID on his phone says Sexy Pickle with a kissy face."

I squeak. "Really?!" So he never changed my contact name. Maybe he does care. "I mean-uh, really?"

The girl giggles. "Yes. I'm Kira by the way. Is there anything I can help you with? A message you need to leave?"

"Actually... I was wondering if you could tell me where you guys live, I'm visiting Austin."

She squeals and I have to hold the phone away from me for a few seconds. "I finally get to meet you! Oh, Austin talks about you nonstop! I've been best friends with him since the second grade, I know he's in love with you, Ally."

I scoff. "If he-

She cuts me off, rambling on about how cute we look together (she demanded photos of us from Austin).

"Look can you just tell me your address?" I was getting more irritated by the second. Sure, this girl was nice, or at least sounded nice, but she was still the girl that Austin had run off to in order to stay away from me.

"Oh, right. I live on South Grahm Street. Where are you right now?"

"Umm, I'm at the airport."

She starts squealing again, plainly excited. "I'm not that far away from the airport. I'll call a taxi for you, my treat! just wait by the baggage claim. See you later!"

I sigh but relax back into the seat. Eventually I make my way to baggage claim where an old man with my name on a sign is waiting for me. He asks for my ID and I show him my license. Then he notices I don't have any luggage, but he doesn't question it. Leading me to the car, he says his name is Al and Kira's house is about twenty minutes away. I slip into the passenger seat and close my eyes, trying to relax my nerves.

Halfway through the ride my cell rings. I pull it out of my pocket and see that Trish is calling. Shit. I nervously answer and the first thing I hear is her scolding voice.

"Ally! Where are you?! Your dad told me that you were coming in at 12! Its already 1:30!"

"I'm sorry Trish, but I can't really come today...or tomorrow...or the rest of the days..."

"Look, I'm not gonna tell you what to do, but this is your punishment. Your dad gave it to you for a reason."

"I know, I know, and I feel bad about skipping...It's just I can't really come to the store right now."

"And why's that?" Trish asked, her voice laced with skepticism. I could practically see her raising that perfectly manicured eyebrow of hers.

"I, uh, I'm in Seattle right now..."

She blew up, probably even more than my dad did when I told him about Austin. "What?! Are you crazy?! Your dad told me all about this Aiden boy, I know your visiting him right now."

"It's Austin," I corrected her.

"Whatever."

"Are you mad?" I asked tentatively.

"Mad? No. Disappointed? A little. Ally, you know that I'm not just your dad's assistant, your my best friend. You know how much I care about you, you should have told me."

"So...You're not gonna tell on me?"

"Well...no. But only, if you come back before Saturday to at least do a little of the work you were supposed to do this week. And, I will not be responsible in making sure your dad believes that you were home all week and helping out the store. Got it?"

I nodded, but then realized she couldn't see me. "Yea, my responsibility, got it."

"I'm serious Ally, stay safe."

"Okay, okay, I will. Thanks for covering for me Trish. You have no idea how much this means to me."

She snorts. "Oh, I think I have some idea, or you wouldn't be sneaking out all the way to Seattle just to see this boy.

I roll my eyes. "I'll see you on Saturday, Trish. Bye."

She didn't respond, but I heard the line go dead, so I slipped my phone back into my pocket. I let out a breath of relief. Everything's gonna be A-Okay.

A/N: I meant to update a lot sooner than this but I've had a lot going on, but luckily school is finally over and ill try to update more frequently, but of course I am going off to camp next week. I would also like to thank those nine people that reviewed on my story. I've had a lot of views but I feel like im not getting a lot of feedback. Not to sound ungrateful or anything! this is my first story and I know nine reviews is progress. Anyways, the addresses, or the directions in here are completely made up, But I did research (lol) and the names of the streets are real, that's just how uncreative and lazy I am to even make up a place. (lol again)

P.s If you read my story when it first came out, you'll notice that I changed Eva to Trish, I think it just makes more sense that way ;)

ok Biee