Okay guys. I know I like totally suck, but please don't hate me! :( I have lots of legit excuses...mainly the fact that I moved out and to a state 10 hours away from my parents and I'm still trying to get on my feet...but also high school finals and graduation which was in Florida then my grad party which was also in Florida with my ENTIRE family and BFF and saving a German Shepherd from an evil lady who was starving him until he had almost died...yeah my life has been WRECKLESS. But, I'm baaaaaaaccccckkkkkkk ;) (said with an evil grin..mwahahahaha!) Okay anyways, enough chit chat!

You may all politely thank for this chapter. She motivated me to get my ass back onto working on this story, even if I'm dealing with a lot. Hehe :) This chapter is dedicated to her! :D

~Enjoy~

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And So It Begins In Sin City

Austin's P.O.V. (yes!)

Vegas. Ah, sin city. The place where people come to forget all their troubles and get drunk, gamble away everything they've ever owned just for one slim chance at having more, and more often than not, leave regretting everything.

I was determined not to be one of those people. Well, at least the whole not regretting anything part.

Drunk and gambling? Hey, who can say no to that when you've got you crazy ass friends by your side?

This would lead us to where we are now.

Pounding music, drunk people dancing, girls being sweet talked into hotel rooms for some fun. And then, there's us.

Me and Ally, on this dance floor, drunk as the rest of the crazy bastards here, and grinding all over each other. The way her hips swing and sway and move against my own is hypnotizing. Seriously, I don't think anyone is going to be able to snap me out of this state other than her, and there is only one way she is going to do that. There isn't one gap between our bodies, and I can feel nearly every inch of her body considering we are on the dance floor at the outside bar beside the pool at our resort and all she has on is an itty bitty skimpy yellow polka dot bikini. Talk about HOT.

In fact, we were so wrapped up in each other that it wasn't until she waltzed away to go get another drink that I noticed Trish and Dez all over each other in the pool. And when I say all over each other, I mean ALL OVER. Well, I may not regret anything tomorrow, but I can almost guarantee they will! Ally seems to notice what I'm gawking at when she comes back with her little fruity drink, and busts out laughing. I begin laughing too, and soon we are lost in a fit of giggles. We struggle to get to the pool chair closest to us, as we both collapse onto it still lost in our outrageous laughter. Ally finishes off her drink before pushing me back on the chair and peppering the skin all over my chest with hot, sensual kisses. My hands instinctively go to her hips, and we all know where this is going. There's no way I could resist Ally, she's like a freaking sex god. What Ally Dawson (last name for now) wants, she gets. No ifs ands or butts about it. And right now, I know exactly what it is that she wants.

"You think we should take this to the bedroom, sexy?" I whisper as seductively as possible into her ear. She purrs, yes purrs her response before standing up and shaking her ass in a tantalizing way as she walks off from me, not even glancing back to see if I am following but instead just flicks her hair over her shoulders as if she knows there's no way that I won't.

And she's right.

I run to catch up with her just as she is making her way into the elevator. I'm leaned up against the wall, trying to catch my breath from running, when she stalks over to me with a little sexy strut. God, how does she do that?! She looks like a lioness to me in that moment, stalking her pray. It's so damn hot, and honestly a little frightening, but in a good way. In an amazing way, better yet! She loops her arms around my neck, and presses her body fully against mine. I know she can feel my boner, but she's ignoring it right now. Darn.

"Do you think it was a good idea to leave Trish and Dez alone in the state they were in?" She questions with all seriousness. Well, I hadn't thought about that. But as she moves her body against mine, mimicking the sexy dance she was doing on the dance floor, I can't help but not really give a fuck about what they may or not do at this moment. Or may or may not use...

"Is it bad that I don't give a damn?" I replied as my hands slid down to her ass, my voice coming out much more husky than I had intended.

She smiles wickedly. "No." is her simple reply.

And thus begins the make out session that is sure to lead to an entire night of pleasure and happiness and rambunctious sex like we're a bunch of addicts.

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Austin, psychic? Pshh...what?...No...

Foreshadowing? Maybeeeee...if I can get 15 reviews ;)

Mwahahahaha. I know this chapter was short, but it's better than nothing, right? Am I right? No? Even though you got some Auslly steaminess? Please? With Ross on top?

I love you all. Seriously. Not as much as I love Ross Lynch, obviously. But pretty close.

Now if my FAVORITE FanFiction author of all time that I know is gonna read this will update her fabulous story that I am addicted to...I would be the happiest girl in the world! You know who you are... * cough * Hannah * cough * cough *

Anywayssss,

Toodles :)

-Paige