A/N: I GOT MORE REVIEWS! YAY ME! Ah, okay. So, er, like I said last chapter, this is Austin's P.O.V. Bear with me, mmm' kay?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognisable here. I just own the plot….. Yeah, that doesn't sound right.

Chapter 3: Epilogue XDtotheM00nandBACK

Austin P.O.V

So, you may think me an asshole, correct? Well, then you think in the midst of right AND wrong. I quit on my already awesome team of friends, not to mention my crush. Wow, just to save my label. How selfish, I've heard it all before.

Okay, take me seriously, but I felt like crying after she gave me the finger. Like, Monica bad crying. THEN WHY DID YOU LEAVE? you may ask. Well, here is your answer in two words. Jimmy. Starr. Oh, well, rather a name.

Yeah, the owner of the record company I'm in, Starr Records.

*FLASHBACK*

My phone rang from the kitchen countertop, buzzing loudly one of the songs Ally and I made together into a ringtone. Make you do a double take! My past selves voice rang. I picked up my phone quickly after letting the song sink in for a few seconds. CALLER ID: JIMMY, and I pressed my thumb to press the RECEIVE CALL button.

"Austin, my man! How you doin'?" Jimmy was never THIS nice. Not after I dumped Kira.

"Good, Jimmy. Not to be rude, but why are you calling?" I tried to asked politely.

"Well," Jimmy says, extending the E in that simple, four lettered word - much like how Ally and Trish say. Oh, no. They're rubbing off on him.

"Austin, can you meet me in my studio at three? I wanna….. talk to you about your label."

This was NOT good at all. Nervously I replied with an, "Okay." Then I hung up because I was too scared to say or do anything else. I ran my fingers through my blonde hair repeatedly, so much that somone with the messiest hair on Earth would be worried about me. I checked the time. 2:47. Crap! I need to get there, NOW!

AT THE STUDIO

"Hey, Jimmy!" I walked in somehow coolly, despite how I was actually feeling.

"Moon," he says in a 'respective' tone. "Come and take a seat. Get comfy. I encourage it." I was really suspicious by this point, but decided not to question it yet. And so, I sat down, getting into my normal position to sit; arms around the back of the sofa, and looking so cool and collected that I could just say, "Sup?" To Jimmy and get away with it.

"Okay, let's get straight to the point shall we? So….. I don't want you preforming or being with Ally anymore. Your label depends on you not hanging out with that… incompetent, superstar-wannabe! I don't see what you and Kira see in her as friends, but you guys are CRAZY." Mr. Starr chuckled darkly. Wat. The. Fricking. HELL?! "She IS a star, Jimmy. She even has her own label at Ronnie Records! And don't say she can't sing- she was guest-starring in my albums, and I got LOADS of GOOD reviews in magazines." I told him. He has no right to say stuff about my cru - best friend like that!

"I am aware. That's why I don't want her popularity to rise because of you – guest starring in YOUR album, singing YOUR songs with you, just sets the spotlight on HER."

"No. Jimmy, why do you think she's that selfish?"

"Why not? Give me 3 reasons why she ISN'T selfish, Moon."

"One, she helped me keep the show going at your halloween party as Galexis Nova-"

"She was in a disguise, Moon! SHE WAS SELFISH AND COWARDLY NOT TO SHOW HER FACE AND FORMALLY SAY THAT TAYLOR WASN'T AVAILABLE!"

"Two, she let me use a song from her book, even though she needed a song as well for her album, the same day Trish and her scouts wanted a show-"

"AND YOU DO KNOW SHE MADE YOU LOOK STUPID ON T.V? SHE WANTED YOU TO SING A KID'S SCOUT SONG FOR A GOOD AUSTIN MOON PREFORMANCE!"

"And three, when she helped me organise that date with Kira a year ago, even though –and she told me this- that she liked me too. Jimmy, why can't you accept my partnership with-"

"Hold on, why are you bringing my daughter into this?! Look, you broke her heart for another girl-Ally! See, she was selfish to take you away from Kira!"

"Take me away from Kira? Look Mr. Starr (I was way too scared to use his first name now), I started like Ally in the time period that Kira was still pissed at me -"

"No, Moon. Apparently, from Kira, you were, 'seriously competitive with this guy Ally liked, just to win Ally's heart. AND I lost my opportunity to see Katy Perry concert'!" Mr. Starr reads a text from his phone dully, with a annoyed expression all over his face.

"Look. She already forgave me, and Ally and I broke up. What's your problem?"

"My PROBLEM is you not taking love seriously with Kira! How many days did you and Kira date?" He asks mockingly.

"Oh yeah, I remember- A WEEK!" He spat furiously. I dare not say a word, or my Monica butt is gonna get kicked.

"Look," He said. "If you want to keep your label, get away from Team Austin and Ally. As much as I like Trish and Dez in your team, no one liking that brunette dumbo is good for you."

I just could not believe my ears. What. An. Ass.

"Mr Starr-"

"NO. No buts. Do you want your label, or your friends? Your choice, Austin. And if you tell ANYBODY about this conversation, you are losing everything by being sued, got it?" I nodded swiftly and told him my choice.

And that was the end of Team Austin and Ally, with my cowardly act of shame to save my label.

*END FLASHBACK*

From that day, I began to make a Youtube channel. I used a mask, to symbolise how I was a true coward, inside and out, that, as a moon on my mask, I would continue to be there, no matter how many dark clouds would get in my way to shine. Still don't get it? It means that, no matter what, I will try to find and apologize to Trish, Dez and most of all, Ally. My old friends.

They probably hate me.

Probably want to ignore me but would like to stab me in the middle of the night for what I have done.

But they are all right. I am sefish, cruel, and a horrible best friend.

I still do what makes me happy, though. I stood up to Jimmy and told him I didn't want a label anymore, but it was still too late to make up with my friends, for I had already moved out of my house in Miami and probably would never see them again. He attempted to sue me, as he had said in his last sentence in our last argument, but no chages were put, due to no evidence.

I was safe, but lonely.

I made music, but I felt empty inside without a presence beside me.

No other loving songwriter could compete with Ally.

No other organised manager could compete with Trish.

No other careful director could compete with Dez.

No group of friends could compare to what Team Austin and Ally had.

I am not happy with the decision I have made. Sure, I am ashamed and guilty.

But I keep going, in the hope I will see Ally, Trish and Dez again. I sound crazy, don't I? But a guy can hope.

Mestie/N: Sup guys! I'm planning to make a new TWO-SHOT soon! NOW MAKE PIGS FLY! Anyway, go read that when it comes out! Also, check out A Cab, Starbucks and a Sarcastic Brunette, my other story. Sorry for not updating in a while! Please like/fav/follow but PLEASE review!

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