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For the reviewer who asked about a chapter in Ally's POV, I'm saving that for a very special chapter. (You won't be disappointed, I pinky promise!)

"We need to talk."

Austin's breath began to get heavier as Ally inched closer to him, her nervous facial expression worrying him even more. Whatever she had to say to him couldn't be that bad, could it? He hadn't done anything wrong. Not really. She on the other hand had been the one to begin the flirting and she was the one who got his heart racing every time he looked at her and then made him feel guilty afterwards.

Yes, it was all her fault.

"I'm listening," he told her, acting more confident than he truly was. Whatever she had to say to him, he wanted to hear. There was almost nothing he couldn't handle.

"Elliott told me he's one of your best friends and he's worried about how you've been acting. I feel that maybe it's because of us," she told him. Yes, it was because deep down she knew as much as he did that they were meant for each other. They were meant to be given a chance.

"And considering that Elliot and I will be married a long time, I want to get to know you better. What do you say about coming to my dress fitting tomorrow?"

What. He had gotten all his hopes up of her finally admitting her feelings to be invited to see her try one her wedding dress? A wedding dress that she'd be nbwearing to a ceremony with the wrong person.

Was she crazy?

"Sure," he gulped, faking a smile. He was crazier. "That sounds...fun."

She smiled widely at him, satisfied with his answer and then she rushed back home to tell Elliot the news. He told Austin later that night that he didn't have to go ,but he insisted. A part of him couldn't help but feel that this was his chance to getting closer to her. And then maybe, just maybe, his little glimmer of hope would come back.

Five Days until the wedding

Austin walked behind Ally as she led him through the door of the tiny bridal shop where she had bought her dress. The place, called something around the lines of "Mimi's Marriage Essentials." A small elderly woman came to greet Ally, giving her a big hug then leading her to a dressing room.

Austin sat down at one of the chairs provided in the waiting room and munched on n a chocolate chip cookie one of the sales clerk had offered him. He tapped his foot away, anxiously waiting for Ally to come out of the dressing room. It seemed like hours (but really only 15 minutes) when she finally emerged out of the room in her gown and Austin's jaw dropped at the sight.

The dress' top part was covered in crystals and just at the waist there was a sash that crossed both ways, creating an hour glass figure. Ally looked like a princess.

"What do you think," she asked, biting her lip and judging herself in the mirror, turning from side to side.

"I think you're the most beautiful girl in the world," Austin gasped, not really realizing what he had just admitted to her ,but not caring. In his mind images of Ally and him stirred through his mind and that was all he could focus on.

"You're just saying that," she blushed.

"I am saying that," he told her, moving to her and taking her hands in his, "I'm saying that because it's true. You are the most beautiful bride I've ever seen." He kissed her hands and smiled at her, feeling butterflies at the radiant smile that Ally gave back.

She hugged him, throwing her arms around his neck as he pulled her closer at the waist. He loved the way she felt in his arms. It was home.

Austin unattached himself, telling her that he'd go get an assistant to help her out of the dress, suggesting first that he'd help her out himself ,to which Ally just smacked his arm and laughed. After finding someone, he made his way back to Ally ,but not before she was able to see him in view. Ally was talking to another customer there, sharing details about their weddings.

"Well whoever he is, he's lucky to be getting you as a wife," she told Ally.

"Yeah," Ally sighed happily,"His name is Austin."

Wait. Did she just...

"Elliot! I meant Elliot. Why would I say Austin? That's ridiculous," she laughed nervously and over dramatically, scaring the woman away.

Shit.

Ally had just admitted she liked Austin.

The link to Ally's wedding dress is in my bio for those who want to see the real thing.

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