A/N I'm really sorry I couldn't update sooner. By personal life got a little (a lot) dramatic. So with what was going on I couldn't find it in me to write, but I finally got some ideas while I was in church one Sunday and started writing this chapter….. And 2 weeks later I'm finally done. It took forever ugh and it's shorter than I hoped it would be and I'm sorry about that honestly. But on with the chapter….

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally duh

Later that night it was storming and both Austin and Ally had woken up. It was only 8pm so they decided just to watch a movie-surprisingly enough they didn't have any homework to do. Austin's mom had told them since it was storming so bad that if he was allowed Austin could just sleep over.

So that's what they decided. Ally was scared she would have another break down so it was probably best Austin stayed.

Ally had calmed down most of the way. At this point she just wanted anything to distract her from the fact that her parents were divorcing.

Austin laid his head on her chest- because he's Austin and he can do whatever.

"We're way too comfortable with each other." She states.

"Mhmm." He hums in response. "Your boobs are way too comfortable too."

"Austin!" She screeches smacking his head, but making no move to have him remove his head.

"But, yeah we probably are way too comfortable with each other." He says a grin growing across his face. "I don't think it's such a bad thing though. Best friends are supposed to be comfortable and close."

"Yeah, best friends." She says a hint of sadness to her voice.

"Hey what's wrong?" He asked noticing her tone of voice change.

"Nothing." She said playing with a few strand of his hair.

"So how are you doing?"

It didn't take her but a moment to realize what he was talking about.

"Grace is taking it harder than I am. But I'm still taking it hard." She sighed. "Dad's taking it the hardest. I don't know what happened between them."

"They didn't tell you?"

"Nope." She replied popping the 'P'. "They just said they fell out of love."

"Maybe they did just fall out of love." He said nonchalantly.

"This is why I don't want to do that." She told him timidly.

"Don't want to do what?" He questioned.

"Fall in love." She answered.

"Why not?" He asked with a bit of sadness in his tone.

Why would she not want to fall in love? Why was he so disappointed about what she said? Why was he asking himself so many questions?

"Well," she began "everything that falls gets broken. I don't fall in love I don't get a broken heart."

"Weren't you like in love with Dallas?" He asked sharply in a bitter tone laced with jealousy.

"No, I liked Dallas. I wasn't in love with him." She stated. "Why would you think that?"

"Oh I don't know," he replied sarcastically "all the 'oh Dallas is so cute', 'do you think Dallas will ask me out?', 'Dallas looks so great in his football uniform', Dallas, Dallas, Dallas." He said mocking her in a girly tone.

She stayed quiet for a minute before she burst out into laughter. He was still lying on her chest so his head started vibrating along with her chest. He was beyond confused.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I don't know honestly." She told him. "I guess I'm laughing at your jealousy, you trying to mock me, my parents are divorcing, my little sister hates me, Cassidy chewed me out at cheer practice again, and I'm just so tired."

"Go to bed." He told her as if telling a child what to do. "You need sleep. Do you want me to go home?"

"No!" She almost yelled when he started to get off of her. "Stay here please."

"Why? You need sleep."

"Because, I'm pretty sure I'll have a mental break down if you leave." She told him honestly.

"Wait a second…." He said catching her attention. "You said I was jealous of Dallas?"

"Well you were." She stated simply.

"Wait! Are you saying I like you?" he asked shocked.

"No." she answered quickly. "Why do you?"

"Hey let's go to bed." He said crawling under the covers trying to change the subject.

"Austin?" she asked.

"I said go to bed." He stated.

"Whatever." She muttered sliding in beside him under the covers.

The ride to school the next morning was awkward. The whole day actually was awkward. Ally was trying to ask Austin why he didn't just say 'No, I don't like you as more than a friend.' And Austin was avoiding Ally. By the time they had football and cheerleading practices they hadn't talked all day. Ally wasn't going to have that. During the car ride home she decided she'd get him to talk. He couldn't run away if he was driving could he?

"Okay, Austin," she started. "Why won't you just say you don't like me?"

"How was cheer practice?" he asked.

"It was really good. I was nailing my scorpions and back tucks all day. We're working on a new routine for halftime at the homecoming game and-" Then it dawned on her what he was trying to do. "Stop changing the subject."

"I'm not." He argued. "Okay, maybe I am. Doesn't mean I really didn't want to know how your practice was."

"I guess that's true." She sighed. "But why won't you answer my question?"

Did he like her or not? It was a simple yes or no question. But of course he's Austin, and can't make anything simple.

He had been running through her mind all day. She found herself drawing his name with hearts during school- she made a mental note to add another reason now to why he can't touch her book. What was this boy not answering this simple question doing to her?

"Because," he sighed running his hand through his hair, something he did when he was nervous. "I don't know the answer myself." He said in barely a whisper.

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