A/N: Sorry, sorry I never updated on time, but... but I was busy with school, and any spare time I had, I just didn't have the motivation to write. I'm publishing this chapter now because I have to send in my laptop for repair so I'm not sure when I'll get it back, but hopefully soon, so I can write again, that being said sorry in advance if their's no chapter next week. Anyways guess who meets in this chapter?! Hope you guys like this chapter! (PS did any of you watch the Austin and Ally cast at Paley Centre, it was awesome, and hilarious!)

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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN AUSTIN AND ALLY!

I get home at about quarter to 6, and fall on my makeshift bed. I feel really sleepy, since it started raining outside, and it just feels like the perfect day to just take a quick nap, but then I remember that I'm suppose to read that file.

I sigh, before standing up, and retrieving the file from the floor, that was close to the almost broken front door. I open the file, and… I gasp.

AUSTIN MOON

My heart starts to race, and everything came rushing back. I had forgotten all about Austin in the midst of training.

I try to calm my heart down by thinking that it couldn't possibly be the same Austin. I mean, come on, there's probably a thousand people named Austin. What are the chances that it's the same one… right?

I read through the rest of the information:

AUSTIN MOON

Age: 17

Height: 6'2

Hair: Blonde

Eyes: Hazel

Famous singer (Celebrity)

No medical problems

Current bodyguard: Security from a different agency (Threats to life still get by them)

Client has received multiple threats from someone saying that he/she will kill him. The client has been attacked twice before, both times managing to escape. Bodyguard needed with him at all times.

I close the file, and sigh. His description matched perfectly with the Austin that saved me, but maybe it isn't him. Austin didn't mention anything about being famous, but then again we barely even talked.

I crawl back into my "bed" and close my eyes trying to go to sleep, but I knew even before I shut them that my thoughts would run wild, and I wouldn't be able to get much sleep.

I wake up at about 6 am, with only a few hours of sleep. As I had guessed, I wasn't able to go to sleep last night. I am so tired, but then again, when am I ever really fully rested? I trudge over to my bathroom to take a shower to wake myself up.

I stare into the cracked mirror in the washroom, and think, 'today is the day; today is the day that I'm finally going to start my job.'

I'm nervous, and excited at the same time. This is the first day of me officially being a bodyguard, and although I got all the training I needed, I still didn't have any actual experience of protecting someone.

There was also the fact that the person I might be protecting might be Austin, the Austin that basically saved my life.

I push that to the back of my mind, and decide not to stress over it right now, because there's nothing I could do, I couldn't back down now.

I eat some cereal for breakfast, and check the time, it flashes 7:50 am, and so I decide to head out now. I am supposed to be at Austin's house by 8:30, I can't afford to be late on the first day of work.

I walk to his house, and the first thing I notice is that it's huge; I think it's the same house that Austin had brought me to, but I couldn't be sure, since I didn't really pay much attention. I was too busy trying to get out of that place to notice. If it was the same place, I can't believe I missed noticing such a big house!

I walk to the door, and check the time on my beat up watch that I have from years ago. My watch says 8:30, but its 10 minutes ahead, I frown, since that means I'm 10 minutes early. Oh well, it's better to be early than to be late.

I take a deep breath, and hesitantly knock on the door.

The door was opened, and I saw… a butler?

Of course this famous guy has a butler. Why didn't I think of that before? I politely greet him, and he guides me to the living room. He looks like he was around 20 years old.

"Charlie! Is it the bodyguard?" I hear him yell.

I suck in a big gulp of air, because I recognized that voice, I would recognize it anywhere, and although I was kind of expecting it, I'm still shocked.

Soon Austin comes down the stairs texting someone. When he looked up, he looked confused.

"Allison?" he says. I couldn't believe he remembered my name.

"Not to sound rude, but what are you doing here?" he asks.

Just as I was about to answer, I remember one of the things I was taught during training. Stay professional. I went up to him and stuck out my hand.

"Hello Mr. Moon, from today on, I'm going to be your bodyguard," I said.

He looks really confused, but shakes my hand anyways, and then says, "Um… I know they were looking for someone undercover, and I understand that would require they hire someone who didn't look very tough, and like a bodyguard, but how are you even going to protect me? If I remember correctly, I was the one who saved YOU."

"Don't worry Mr. Moon, I've been given full training to get this job. I will insure that you are safe at all times," I say.

He nods, and adds as an afterthought, "Why are you being so formal, just call me Austin."

I don't reply, and just wait for him to make the next move.

"Alright then… I guess you're going to be staying with me now, should I have someone get your stuff for you?" Austin asks.

"I've read through your file carefully, and I understand that you need a bodyguard with you at all times, so I'm assuming I have to move into your house?" I ask.

"Yes, unless that's I problem, I can use hire someone else than," Austin replies.

"No, it's alright, I just needed to make sure," I tell him.

"And your parents are okay with that?" he asks me.

"Ye..yeah they ley me do my own thing as long as I'm safe," I lie, silently congratulating myself for coming up with that lie so fast.

"Okay, so should I send someone, to get your stuff I mean," he asks.

"NO, I can get the stuff by myself," I yell.

"Okayyy," he says.

I decide to change the topic, and explained, "You can go on with your day as normal, but from now on I will always be with you. I can't seem like a bodyguard so we have to stay casual."

"Okay, I have to go record a song, so let's go, you can go get your stuff later," he says.

I nod, and we head out.

Wow, Austin has a voice of an angel, and I was completely mesmerized by it. I figured he actually was a celebrity, but I really didn't think he would have such a beautiful voice. I expected what people mostly expected these days, a bunch of auto-tuned crap. He recorded two songs, before they called it a day.

"So, where do you live? I don't have anything to do right now, so we might as well go get your stuff right now," Austin asks once we get into his car.

"Um… that's alright, I'll just go get it later," I reply, hoping he will let me go by myself later.

"Ally, you probably need your things for the night, and besides you probably won't get a chance later, since I usually have such a tight schedule," Austin says.

I sighed, knowing that there was no way I could refuse without sounding suspicious. "Alright, I'll tell you where to drop me off."

After about 10 minutes, we were about 3 blocks away from the alley that lead to the apartment. I had made sure that I stopped Austin at a place that didn't look too shady.

"My house is just at the end, you can wait in the car while I go get my stuff," I say while climbing out of the car.

"Are you sure? It's dark out," Austin said.

"Austin, I'm your bodyguard, and I've received the best training possible, so stop worrying," I said kind of annoyed.

"Okay, alright," he said slowly.

I walk until I was out of sight from Austin, and then I ran all the way to 'my' apartment.

I quickly packed the few belongings I had that didn't look horrible into a duffle bag, and ran back.

"Is that all?" Austin asked me.

"What do you mean?" I asked him back.

"Is that all the stuff your going to be taking with you? I'm not really sure how long I'll need protection, but I think it will definitely be long enough to guarantee at least 2 suitcases," Austin said, staring at my small duffle bag.

"No, I think I've got everything I need for right now, I'll come back if I need more," I said.

"Okay," Austin agreed, and started driving.

We had got home about an hour ago, and in that course of time I had put the very few clothes I had in my closet (the room I was given was HUGE), and settled down.

I never knew what it was like to have a real home, well I didn't really remember exactly, but I did know that I shouldn't have taken it for granted, because it truly is the most wonderful thing ever.

It was my first day here, and I really didn't know how I was supposed to act. I had built this barrier around myself, and I knew the first rule about being a bodyguard was keeping emotions in lock, so no I didn't cry after I saw how wonderful life could actually be, and no I didn't jump up and down with happiness looking at all the things I was experiencing that I never could have imagined.

I walk down to the kitchen to grab something to eat. I start looking around for some can food, but wasn't very successful.

Just then, the butler who I learned was named Charlie came into the kitchen.

"Hey, Charlie where do you keep the noodles?" I ask.

"Oh, I'm sorry miss, I never made any noodles, would you like me to make you some," he relies.

"Um… it's fine all I have to do is add hot water, and stir. Just show me where you keep them," I said.

"I'm sorry miss, I don't understand," and then a look of realization dawned on his face, "ohhhh, your talking about those cheap store instant noodles."

"Yeah…" Confused I raised my eyebrows, like seriously what else would I mean.

Just as Charlie was about to respond, Austin comes down the stairs.

"Hey, Charlie," Austin says, and then nods his head in my direction to acknowledge me.

I give him a head nod in response, and then turn back to Charlie waiting for an answer as to where they keep the noodles.

"I'm sorry, but we don't have them, I make everything fresh," Charlie finally says.

Austin, confused as to what we were talking about turns, and asks, "We don't have what?"

"The premade store instant noodles," he relies.

Austin looks at me like I just grew another head, and says, "Why would you even eat that? Those taste disgusting, and are so bad for you. Doesn't your mom make you homemade spaghetti?"

I hesitate for a second, I didn't have anyone who would make food for me, and I couldn't even afford buying fresh ingredients.

I ignore his question, and say, "It's fine. I'll just eat something else later," and turn around to walk back to the room I was staying in.

"Wait, where are you going?" Austin asks.

"Upstairs, to the room," I respond.

"It's 6 o'clock," Austin says.

"Ummm…yeah I know," I reply while staring at him weirdly.

"So, dinner time?" he says.

I just stare at him blankly.

"Well then what time does your family eat dinner?" he asks.

"I just eat whenever I wanna eat."

"Don't your parents make you eat together?" he questions.

"Um…yea…they, they… okay so what's for dinner?" I ask instead.

"Uhhh okay…let's just go sit down, and Charlie will serve us," he says while staring at me.

"Okay," I say while we started walking toward the dining table.

I almost blew everything over right then, and there. I really needed to get better at keeping my mouth shut.

We sat down quickly, and Austin pulled out his phone, and started texting someone, while I just awkwardly played with my hands.

Soon Charlie brought the food, and I was actually shocked at the amount of food he brought out, and how much variety there was. I had never seen this much food in my entire life, except for that one time Mr. Cambridge invited me over for his Christmas dinner.

"Thanks Charlie," Austin said before getting himself a plate, and putting all the food he wanted.

"Yeah, thank you so much Charlie," I finally managed to have said.

The rest of dinner was spent quietly while we ate, and afterwards I excused myself to go into the room.

It was actually really hard to refrain myself from making any comments that hinted that I wasn't used to this kind of comfort, but I managed to make it through dinner.

I knew one thing for sure about the time I was going spend here, it sure as hell won't be forgettable.