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I woke up without a headache, Jay is quietly snoring next to me, and I feel happy. It's still a little foreign but I don't really care. I turn over and shake Jay, his eyes flutter open and a wide grin stretches across his face.

"Good morning Beautiful," he yawns, I giggle and kiss his nose, "Do you have to work today, Jay?"

"Ya only until four though. Wanna go on a date after that?" he asks.

"Yes I would love to," I smile and go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.

"Ally?" Jay calls, I walk out and he's standing in the kitchen with the fridge open.

"Want me to make breakfast?" I ask, he turns and nods. He sits on the stools, "Can we have pancakes?"

My heart clenches, and I take a deep breath, "Ya sure."

I turn on the radio and start to get out the ingredients. I hear Jay singing softly to the song, I turn and smile at him. I reach over and turn it up, "Well if I had million dollars, I'd spent it all," I sang.

He looked surprised but he kept singing, "If I could find that hiena and that Sancho that she found; Well I'd pop a cap in Sancho and slap her down."

I laughed and momentarily forgot about pancakes, and started singing along with Jay and the song it felt so right and nice to sing again. The song ended and I was laughing, "Ally you never told me you could sing! You were amazing!"

I shrugged, "You know Austin Moon?"

"Ya that famous pop singer," he said.

"I used to be his song writer," I said, smiling at him, his mouth turned up in the corners.

"Used to, that makes since his newer songs are crap and meaningless."

"Ya, and if you're lucky I let you hear a few of my originals," I smirked and turned around and started making the pancakes.

"I made chocolate and blueberry," I said and placed his plate in front of him, we ate in a comfortable silence and then he took a shower and I changed into shorts, My Chemical Romance shirt, and a leather jacket, with converse. He walked out wearing a pair of jeans, converse and a Green Day shirt. We smirked at each other, I grabbed my bag and we locked up my house then headed to the tattoo parlor.

"Do you want me to stay?" I asked him once we got there.

"Ya it's Monday, I doubt anyone will get a piercing or tattoo today," he said and held the door open for me. "It doesn't bug you that I have tattoos?" I ask, turning to look at him.

He shook his head, "No, I don't mind unless you don't like yourself."

We sat around for a few hours talking about work stories and favorite memories,

"Jay, would it be alright if I went to see Austin?" I ask, looking down at my hands.

"Why would you need to ask me?"

"Because he's a guy and I don't want you to think that I am you know involved romantically with him."

"Well, I won't and don't. If you need to go see him that alright with me," he says lifting my chin up and kisses me softly, "I've learned that you need to forgive and forget then you will be happy. You told me Austin left but he came back. He did come back; maybe it's time you forgave him."

I nod, and smile Maybe it is time to forgive. "Do you need a car," he asks. I nod and he reaches into his pocket and hands me keys, "It's in the parking lot behind the apartment."

I stand on my toes and kiss him one more time before I leave. I look around the parking lot and there are about twenty cars, I press the unlock button and a truck beeps and I walk over to it. I climb in and start the car, pull out of the back and head toward the highway.

There was typical city traffic on the freeway but then it spread out to the other roads, the highway is desolate, besides a few houses here and there and a few farms there is absolutely nothing, the turn in the road that goes to Austin's house, I stop the car. I take a few breathes and shakily start the car and turn down the road, his house comes into view and I stop at the gate and push the buzzer after a few tries Austin's voice comes up.

"Hello?"

"It's Ally," I say, the gates open and I drive through them and park the car behind his.

Austin is standing on the front steps and I shake my head; What the fuck Ally?

I get out of the car and climb the steps and greet Austin, there's a huge smile on his face, "Hi!"

"Hey Austin," I smile and walk past him to the front door. He quickly follows behind me and opens the door. We walk into together and he leads me into the living room, Dez is lying on the couch, reading a Spiderman comic book, he looks up and sees me. The corners of his mouth turn up and he jumps up leaving the comic on the couch and envelopes me in a hug, I wrap my arms around him. He pulls away and shakes me,

"Ally-Cat is in the building folks," he yells, "The finest song writer in all the land, the best tattoos, the hardest partier, the best drinker, the finest and most brilliant of us all, the most forgiving, the nicest, the happiest!" he yells to Austin and myself, then he leans over and whispers, "The strongest and the only one who told the world to fuck off but still strived."

I laughed and hugged him and looked over at Austin, he was smirking and the bowed and said, "At your service my Lady."

I laughed again, "I came because I think it's about time you stop sulking around and start what the world designed you for," I raised my hands in a dramatic gesture, "To sing and perform."

He laughed and clapped, "And you Ally shall hopefully be my amazing songwriter."

"I shall only if you never ever take me for granted again. But remember you are not easily forgiven, I'm still trying to completely forgive you, I just need to see your realization in your mistakes."

He nods, "I get it," then he smiles, "Team Austin back together and better than ever!"

Dez claps and I give in and clap too, "Well let's start, it's two o'clock we can finish a song by twelve if we start now."

He looked so happy it was almost painful to tell had I had a date, I could see how his eyes showed pure joy and love for me.

"I can't," I said quietly, "I have a . . . um . . . a date."

"Oh," I saw the joy rush from his eyes and he looks down.

Dez speaks up, "Austin, don't you know a makeup artist and designer that can help Ally to get ready?"

"Ya I do, let me go call them, I'll be back," he rushed out and left me and Dez in the living room.

"What made you forgive him?" Dez asked I shrugged.

"Like you said I easily forgive because I see the good and people. Dez laughed, "That has always been you."

"Also a person with a horrible past said to me 'You need to forgive and forget then you will be happy.' Austin did come back but he needed his time to take his time to find out who he was, and his time to realize his ideals and his morals."

Dez nodded, "You need to see Trish."

I sighed, "Ya that I do need to."

Austin came back and said that they would be here in twenty minutes, we sat in the living room I stayed near Dez and Austin stayed on the other couch.

"Does it hurt getting tattoos?" Austin asks, Dez and I look at each other and laugh.

"Well the first thirty minutes felt like I was being craved by a knife dipped in poison," Dez said.

"Then?" Austin asked wide eyed.

"Then it was over," Dez laughed and Austin looked wide eyed at him.

"The first time it was not that bad because I got one behind my ear," I said, Dez checked and laughed.

"But when I got the bars, they hurt like crazy! My artist was in New York so his buddy filled in and he took his time filling them in," Austin smiled, "Then the words on my wrists were the worst, I had to bite on a piece of wood to keep from crying."

They laughed and then the door bell rang, I sighed and said 'Here we go.' The two ladies were twins, both had long black hair twisted into buns on the top of their heads and they both had piercing blue eyes. He smiled warmly at me then said hello to Austin and Dez, before dragging down the hall to a large bathroom.

The first one removed my makeup and the other brushed my hair. After they made me strip and change into a silk robe. The first one did my makeup, she did my eyelashes so they were long, and my eye liner with a sharp line darting out the side. She applied a rich pink to my lips then added the faintest blush and light brown eye shadow. I looked a lot like my old self. I shuddered and turned around so the other girl could do my hair; she started to curl it and pull it into a complicated bun. They lead me to the middle of the room and pulled out a dress. It was light blue and had a flowy skirt.

Then they let me see myself, I was, well I was pretty. I looked my age; I look young and less tortured. I put on a pair of flats and exhaled and then left the bathroom. Dez was the first to notice me, he nodded his head in approval, Austin saw me next. His mouth dropped open and he looks awe-struck. He then composed himself and smiled at me. I blushed and did a spin for them, they whistle then I hug Dez and give a thumbs up to Austin and walk out of the house. The doors closes behind me and rest myself against the door, I take a few deep breaths then walk to my car. The dress skirt fluttered around me like I remember when I wore skirts and I smiled and climbed into my car. Maybe I won't regret this.

[Break]

I got to the Tattoo Parlor a few minutes before it closed, so I sat in the car and fixed my hair and straightened my skirt. When Jay came out he was wearing a white button shirt and jeans, I got out of the truck and walked around to see him. He turned around and his jaw hit the floor.

"Ally? You look so beautiful, how?" he asked and walked up to me and folded me into his arms, I blushed and rested my cheek on his chest.

He pulled away and kissed me. A slow, sweet kiss, he gripped the back of my neck and the other traveled down to hold my waist, I stood on my toes and wound my hands into his hair. He pulled away then leaned back in again and kissed me hard. He traced my bottom with his tongue and I opened my mouth. We fought for dominance, he won and I relaxed a little. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine,

"As much I want to continue this, we have a date."

I smile and back up, he smiled back and opens the door, I get in and he closes it and then gets in the other side.

"Where are we going?" I ask, taking his hand.

"You'll see."

And with a smirk, he took off.