Hey, guys! I know, I made Austin into a huge jerk. But trust me, this is all leading up to the rest of the story.

Thanks for all the reviews! They really help me get through this story without growing bored lol.

But, here's chapter 3. Hope you like it!

Ally's POV

I walked into the practice room and crossed my arms across my chest. "Okay, what's going on? Why is Austin acting like he doesn't know who I am?" I asked and you could hear the seriousness in my voice.

Trish and Dez both looked at me and sighed. "Okay, come sit down." Trish said and patted the spot between her and Dez. I sat and told her to tell me. "Well, as soon as your plane left for New York, Dez and I were trying to stop crying because we were going to miss you so much. And when we looked up, we saw Austin running so we ran after him. When we finally caught up with him, we saw that he had been crying and we told him that everything was going to be okay and that you would be back before we all know it." Trish said.

Then Dez continued. "Of course, he still wrote a few songs and played a few concerts here in the mall. But, we could see that Austin wasn't the same when he was up on stage. He looked like he was burning in hell. Then about 3 weeks after you left is when everything changed. Austin had told us that he didn't want to make music anymore, he didn't want any more concerts or anything. When we asked him why, he said, and I quote, 'Because I hate music. What's the point in liking it when everything is lost?' Then he walked away. A week later, we saw him again. We couldn't believe what we were seeing but Austin was standing there. His whole appearance and personality had changed. He didn't wear the cool clothes like usual, instead he wore clothes with chains, and no longer wore his lucky necklace. He was rude to everybody and worst of all: he drank, smoked, and did drugs with some other gangs."

I sat there without saying a word. Was he saying that I was the one who did this to Austin?

"Us, his parents, and even your dad tried to get him help." Trish said. "We sent him to therapy, the police station, we tried everything. It helped for a little while but then everything started back up again. So, we all just gave up and came to the conclusion that the Austin we all knew and loved, was gone. It just kept getting worse and worse. Sometimes Austin would end up in the hospital and sometimes in jail after being caught with drugs. Finally, it got to a point where Dez and I barely hung out with him anymore, let alone talked to him. And then, you came back." She finished and I sighed.

I looked at both of them, "But, that still doesn't explain why he is acting like he doesn't know who the fuck I am!" I lost it. I stood up and started pacing around the room, not really knowing what to do.

Dez got up and put his hands on my shoulders. I stopped and looked him in the eyes. "Ally, don't you see? You were gone for so long and when you finally came back, Austin was shocked beyond belief. He had wanted to get you out of his head and forget all about you, but his thoughts wouldn't let that happen. So, when he saw you, he panicked. He did what he had to do to get you out of his head. But it hurt him so much to pretend he didn't know who you were."

I could feel tears forming in my eyes. "This is all my fault. If I didn't leave, this never would have happened and I would still have my old Austin." I sobbed and buried my face in Dez' shirt. Trish came over as well and hugged me.

"Ally, this isn't your fault. Austin is the one who believed that you wouldn't come back. It was his own fault." Dez and Trish kept telling me. I leaned against Trish and tried to relax.

Austin's POV

I still can't believe it. Ally was back and I just walked away from her. Why did I have to do that? Oh, that's right. Because my stupid ass mind convinced me not to get too attached again. I now hated myself for this. But, in some way, I feel like I did do the right thing. I walked through the mall, it was a nice day out. I needed to think about this.

What if I got too attached to Ally again and her career starts to take off, making her go on tour and leave me again for who knows how long? I don't think I could live with hurt again if that happened. But she was there, and I just walked away…

Yeah, you are pretty much an idiot. My mind again…

"Shut up!" I yelled without thinking. I saw many faces turn to me and look at me like I was losing my mind. I looked around me and put my head down. Why does life have to be like this? I thought.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and I dug it out. I looked at the text that I just got.

Hey, dude. You up for the club tonight? –Dallas

Yeah, I know what you all are thinking. I'm not usually very fond of Dallas but after Ally left, I do a lot of things that I never did before she left.

It was so hard on me that I started with drugs, smoking, and drinking till I puked. I couldn't control myself anymore.

I no longer like Ally. I will stay away from her and avoid her no matter what it takes. Even if it does tear me apart inside… I text Dallas back.

Yeah, man. I'll definitely be there –Austin. I replied.

Later that night, I arrived at the club. It was a club that had opened up a year ago and it instantly became popular. I would usually meet up with a few people here: Dallas, Cassidy (…girlfriend), and Trent (Trish hates me for that). I sat down at our regular spot and put my head in my hands. The others definitely noticed how confused and depressed I was.

Dallas spoke first, "Hey, man. What's wrong?" He asked and I looked up. "Ally…she's back." I said in a low voice.

"Ally? As in, Ally Dawson?" Dallas asked and I nodded.

I heard Cassidy scoff next to me. "Oh, who cares. Ally was such a loser. I can't believe that you actually hung out with that whore." She said.

I had to fight back the urge to claw her eyes out. She had absolutely no right to talk about Ally that way. I looked around. The club was very busy but there was one person who stood out like a sore thumb. Focusing on the person, I saw it was Ally. She was sitting at the bar with Trish and Dez.

Ally was moving around in her seat and Trish was holding onto her, keeping her from falling off the stool. It took me a minute before I realized that she was drunk. Really focusing on her, I saw her eyes were bloodshot and her eyes were watery. Trish looked over and her eyes landed on me as I stared at Ally. Despite her appearance right now, she was beautiful.

But, I just pushed those feelings aside when I saw Trish looking at me. I looked away and stood up. "Yeah. But, don't worry, I won't be getting close to her again." I was surprised at the tone in my voice. I just walked out of the club.

The tone in my voice did surprise me. Thinking back to my words, I replayed them in my head. "Yeah. But, don't worry, I won't be getting close to her again." I repeated in the same tone was before. Then I realized it. My tone was a combination of a bunch of emotions, balled up into one.

Depression, sadness, miserable, and hurt. But, most of all, I felt heartbroken…

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