Here's chapter 7! Yay!

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SONG OF THE CH: Jealous by Nick Jonas

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally


"Freedom! Sweet freedom!" I giggled as I watch Austin run, more like hobble, out of the hospital doors with his new leg brace. It was a long three weeks, but he managed. I was especially relieved because this meant he could finally stop taking those horrible pills. I was getting tired of mood swing-Austin.

"Be careful, please. I don't want you strain yourself." I say as he walks back over to me, smiling. Putting his arm around my shoulders, he sighs.

"Ally, my dear, this is a joyous occasion. Mark this day on your calendar as the day I regained my freedom as a man of free will!" he said, stretching his other arm out for emphasis. I roll my eyes, shaking my head. He was always in such high spirits. I reach my hand up to hold Austin's who still had his arm around me. He intertwined our fingers as we continued to walk to my car. If anyone were to look at us now, they would probably assume we were a couple, which we weren't.

Best friends are allowed hold hands if they so please. Which is why we could do this and not feel weird. If anything, this felt completely normal for us. No, it is not strange.

"Hey, let's go to the park, it's a really nice day out." I suggest. Austin nodded his head in agreement.

"Yeah, sure. Let's do it." We stop walking and look at each other before bursting out in a fit of laughter. We've gotten so far past the whole mess between us, we usually just laugh about it whenever it comes up. "I totally walked into that one." He says face-palming.

"That was unnecessarily funny." I say when we reach the car. Austin opens the driver's side for me, flicking my head as I get in. "Ow! What the heck, Austin?"

"That's for making me say something that sounded dirty." He told me, getting into the passenger side of the car. After giving our parking tag back to security, I pull out of the hospital, and onto the main road.

"Whatever. That was all you my friend." even though I'm focused on the road, I can tell Austin's mocking me. "Mocking me won't change the fact that I'm right, sweetheart."

"How did you-"

"I have eyes all around my head." I say, glancing at him before returning my eyes to the road. He gives me a half smile and turns on the radio.

"You're too sexy, beautiful, everybody wants a taste

That's why, I still get jealous…."

"Oh, I love this song, shut up!" I say, swaying back and forth to the rhythm of the song.

"But I wasn't talking."

"SHH!" I say and start singing along. Soon, Austin joins in too. I smile as we both sing the rest of the song at the top of our lungs.

"I turn my chin music up

And I'm puffing my chest

I'm turning red in the face

You can call me obsessed

It's not your fault that they hover

I mean no disrespect

It's my right to be hellish

I still get jealous"

I sing loudly, pulling into a parking space at the park.

"'Cause you're too sexy, beautiful

And everybody wants a taste

That's why

I still get jealous"

Austin sings to me when I turn in my seat to face him. I grin and point at him, singing the next line.

"'Cause you're too sexy, beautiful

And everybody wants a taste

That's why

I still get jealous"

"Oh

That's why

I still get jealous

Oh

That's why

I still get jealous"

I hit the power button after he finishes the last verse. "Holy crap. You're a really good singer, Austin. Like, seriously, damn."

"Me?" he says like he's shocked. "What about you! Your voice is amazing, Alls." He says, pulling me in for a hug. I laugh as I ruffle the hair on the back of his head.

"We should sing more often. We could be on to something good here." I joke.

"You're right." My face drops.

"I was just kidding. I'm not into the whole 'letting people see me on stage' thing. I say.

"Right. We'll talk about this later, Dawson. For now, let's go have fun and act like giant children." With that, he was gone. I rushed after him, locking the car from over my shoulder.


"I see… a racecar." Austin says.

"Looks more like a truck to me."

"No, it's definitely a racecar."

"Well I guess it kinda looks like it could be a racecar."

Austin and I laid in the lush, green grass, heads opposite to each other. We were doing one of my old favorite pastimes- cloud watching. I haven't done this in forever, but as soon as I stared into the fluff filled sky, all kinds of shapes and objects seemed to form together. I laughed when Austin couldn't seem to find any sort of shape besides 'a big white puffy thing'. Eventually though, he got the hang of it.

"Oh look, a heart!" I point at the large shape in the sky.

"Huh, you're right. How cute." He teases me. I'm about to reply when suddenly my view of the sky is blocked. Seriously? I sit up, Austin following.

"Um, you're kinda blocking the sky with your body." I tell the person hovering above us. He scratched his head awkwardly.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I just saw you over here and you're really pretty and I knew I'd be kicking myself later if I didn't say anything to you when I have the perfect opportunity now." He said quickly. He was British… nice. I smile up at him politely.

"Well, that's very nice of you. But if you don't mind I-"

"My name is Scott." He said cutting me off. I blinked. "What lovely name would a girl like you have?" he asked. I blushed at his compliment and pushed a fallen strand of hair behind my ear.

"Ally." Say quietly. I was suddenly feeling very shy and I'm not sure why.

Maybe because this stranger with beautiful green eyes, dirty blonde hair, and sexy British accent that is to die for is giving you the time of day. I said to myself in my head.

"Well, Ally. I would love if we could meet up sometime." He said, looking a bit more confident.

"I'd like that too."

"May I ask for your number, Beautiful?" again, I felt my cheeks heat up at his compliment. I nodded. Once he had my number, he bid me farewell. Literally, his exact words were 'Farewell, Allyson. Until our stars align again.' Who even talks like that? I liked it.

I'm brought out of my thoughts by loud coughing. I turn my mead to Austin who doesn't look very amused. I furrow my eyebrows together, confused. "What's with your face?"

"What do you mean." His voice matches his expression. I sigh.

"Austin, what's wrong? Are you mad that I talked to that Scott guy?" he rolls his eyes and stands up, holding out his hand for me.

"No, I'm not mad. It's just annoying how this guy just comes and interrupts our time together, just to ask you out in the cheesiest way possible. I mean seriously Ally, are you really going to fall for that horse shit?" he says a little too loudly.

"Austin!" I say, slightly offended. What is his deal? Grabbing his hand, I march us to the car. I hear the sound of Austin's leg brace hitting the ground at a rather fast pace, so I slow down. Even though I was still put off by his comment, I didn't want to hurt him in any way. Once we reach the car, I get in before he can open the door for me. The drive to my apartment was silent besides the sound of our breathing, and other cars whizzing by.

I pull into my assigned parking spot, which happened to be next to Austin's. I got out and waited for my friend.

"Ally, I'm sorry alright? I honestly didn't mean to get you so upset." He said as we rode the elevator up to the third floor. I didn't answer until we were inside of the apartment.

"Austin, look. I understand that it was a little rude of that guy to interrupt us, but was it really that upsetting? He was really sweet." I told him.

"Ally, you only think he's sweet because he put on an act. Nobody talks like that in real life. You know that. And just because I apologize for upsetting you, doesn't mean I take back what I said about his little façade being a ton of horse shit. He was so full of it Ally, how did you not see it?" Austin asks me, his voice raised slightly. I was starting to get more upset.

"Don't try to make me sound like an idiot, Austin, okay? Scott did not put on an act just to get my number. I could tell that he was being genuine. Oh and newsflash, you don't get to approve who I can and can't date. I'm not going to cancel any plans we make just because you got upset that he butt in on our day." I said, my voice raising also. Austin ran a rand through his hair. Then in one swift motion he stepped towards me, wrapping his arm behind my waist, and kissed me. It took me a second to process what was happening. What the hell was he doing? I pulled back and pushed him off of me.

"Are you serious? Are you so immature about this, that you thought kissing me would make me change my mind? You and I both know that you don't like me, so why would even think that this would be okay? I hate jumping to conclusions here Austin, but it almost seems like you're trying to get me to sl-" I don't even get to finish my sentence before he cut me off.

"How can even begin think that Ally!? You know I'm not like that!"

"Well what am I supposed to think?"

"I don't know, but not that!"

"Let me ask you something. Do you think that just because we slept together, I think we have to be together? Because that's desperate. And I'm not desperate." I say crossing my arms over my chest. Austin throws his hands up and paces between the kitchen and the living room.

"Ally, what you're saying makes absolutely no sense! Are you hearing yourself right now? Think about the words coming out of your mouth." He say exasperatedly.

"Stop making me feel like an idiot! I'm just trying to make sense of a situation that makes no sense at all!" I shout.

"Then just stop! I don't know why I kissed you, it just happened. End of story!" he shouts back. I flinch at his words. I feel my eyes stinging with tears. Austin's face softens as soon as he sees the first of many roll down my face. "Ally, I'm sorry." He tries to reach out for me, but I dodge his hand.

"Get out." I say almost inaudibly. Austin's face falls.

"Please, Alls-" he tries. I shake my head and grab his keys off the kitchen counter.

"Take your keys, and leave. I can't talk about this right now."

"Can we just talk about it-"

"Maybe tomorrow. Can you please just either go home or go back to your parents' house. I really don't care." I say not looking at him. He sighs and takes his keys from my hand, slamming the door so loud it rattles the small space. When I'm sure he's gone I finally break down and cry. Hard. Why were we even fighting in the first place? And over something so ridiculous. Feeling angry and sad at the same time, I kick the front door and go to my room, locking myself in for the rest of the day.


Uh, oh... trouble, trouble. What's gonna happen! (heh, I know what's going to happen)

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