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DISCLAIMER: I don't own Austin & Ally, but I'm glad its an actual show, or else I'd die. *suspense/dramatic music*

CHAPTER 6:

ALLY'S POV

Well, life went on as usual. Text messages from Austin only lasted that one day. I wonder what happened? Well, I'm over him anyway so I couldn't care less.

I stood behind the counter of Sonic Boom, writing, well more like trying to figure out more ideas for the song. But I had other songs in the works, so I was working on those too.

"Ally, hi!"

I turned around. "Oh, hi to you too." I ran and gave a quick hug to Elliott. Hey! I needed reassurance what I still grounded to my life.

When I released he said, "Look Ally, I'm sorry for yesterday."

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten up all up in your face," I countered, but more sympathetically.

"And to make it up to you, how about a movie date tonight?" He smiled rather hesitantly.

I returned the smile. "That'd be great, Elliott. You are such a nice person."

"Of course. I'd do anything to keep my girl happy. Because her happiness is my happiness." He was being quite cheesy then, but it still charmed me. "So I'll meet you here at seven later this evening." Then he left to get ready.

About three hours later, we were walking across the mall, to the movie theater. I was wearing a saffron red halter top hi-low dress. Elliott was wearing a long-sleeved navy blue button-up that he rolled up to his elbows with black jeans.

It was about two years ago when Elliott returned to my life. We were friends since elementary, but his family had moved. He came to Miami on a trip two years ago, and caused all sorts of events to happen and due to those happenings Austin and I became a couple. Elliott was only my friend back then, but its different now. A couple days later after Austin and I became a couple, we had to break up to save our careers. We promised we'd eventually get back together, but that didn't happen, instead he left. A month after he left as well as Dez, Elliott moved back into town. Those months gone were kind to him and the two years were even kinder. He doesn't talk about Camp Craft-A-Manga all the time. In fact I introduced him to music, and now he plays piano, and is beginning guitar. So we are happy.

He bought us two tickets to Warm Bodies*, a movie I have been dying to watch. Pun intended. I bought our snacks to pay him back for buying my ticket, but he intended on buying everything for me, but I intercepted his plan. I didn't need star treatment.

The movie date went as usual, as all dates go. He was so generous, and I played the loving girlfriend. But I love my role. We sat near the back of the screening room, with only a couple rows behind us. This was just our normal seating arrangement, behind all the crowds.

There was this one sad and romantic part of the movie. I snuggled up closer to Elliott and gladly he noticed his cue. He draped an arm over my shoulder, and I rested my head on his shoulder. Then I looked up at him and the exact same time, he looked down at me. Our eyes met, a smile crept up or mouths, and the next second our lips were connected.

It was soft, sweet, slow, and passionate. All the contents a kiss should have, in my opinion. But it turned even sweeter.** Elliott ran his tongue across my lips and what kind of girlfriend would I be but to oblige. We were sealed for a minute more, until we were disrupted by my phone.

It had vibrated, signaling a received text. I read the text rather irritated, as Elliott smiled and turned back to watch the movie. It read, "SERIOUSLY! get a room u 2." What the heck does that mean? Then another text from the same sender followed. "u cant go eating each others faces in public. its gross." Okay, who in this theater knew me, or us? Was James, Tyler, Belle, or Emma here? I wildly looked around. But they were nowhere to be seen. I checked who the sender was and it said, 'Trish.' OH. MY. GOD. Was Trish in here somewhere?

AUSTIN'S POV (I know I'm horrible, to cut it off, but it's the elements to a great story.)

I can do this. I so can totally do this. I so totally cannot do this. I was about to walk out to a full conference room of reporters. Today was the day, that Austin Moon's "50 States, 50 Weeks" rumored Tour was to be announced. I received my cue, and up on stage I walked.

"Thank you to every who came out here today and to all the staff that made this possible. I am here today to announce that my rumored, '50 States, 50 Weeks Tour' is in fact not a rumor. It begins later this summer and I will travel to each of the 50 states to provide concerts and good deeds. The main focus of my tour is to promote my new album while giving back to my country. So along the way i'll help with food drive, fundraisers, and just help in good acts of kindness."

A loud round of applause followed, then a clamoring of shouts for me to answer their questions.

I pointed to a person. "Yes to the guy in the tweed jacket."

"I'm Julliard Basst from Pop! Magazine. I'd like to ask, after two years of a steady rising career, why all of a sudden a tour?"

So I'll have a reasonable excuse, without the paps following me around, so I can bring back my old friends, I thought to myself, but I wasn't going to reveal my actual plans. Instead I stated, "As I said I want to promote my upcoming album to be released in the fall and to help out my community. I feel like its the time to give back. Next question goes to her," as I raised my arm to point to a lady wearing a large camera around her neck.

"Macquenzie from EntertainMe2nite. Mr. Moon is it true that you and Kira Starr are an item? As for the tour, what are your plans before and after the tour?"

Me and Kira Starr are just friends. Wow in Hollywood, go to a dinner with a person of the opposite gender and the whole media thinks you are dating. Unbelievable! Before the tour I want to visit Miami, see my parents and my roots. After the tour, go to Miami and stay there with my group of friends being united once more, I thought. Again I wasn't going to say my true feelings. "No. Me and Kira are not a thing. Before the tour I plan to work on my music. After the tour I want to keep putting out more albums and keeping my fans happy."

The rest of the press conference went smoothly. As smooth as it possibly could go because I've heard of times when the star was rained on.

But the difference is that, I thought of Ally every singe step of the way.

TRISH'S POV

Should I do this? I don't know how to approach her? I don't even have the confidence to do it. What if she's still angry, 'cause I'd be. But this is my best friend in the world, she'll understand. Will she forgive me for all I've done?

I push those thoughts out of my head because it my turn in line. "A ticket to Warm Bodies* please?"

"Sure. That'll be $8.50."

After paying for my ticket, I slow made my way into the theater.

I kept my distance from them, because I didn't want them, especially her to notice me. But I want to make things right and I need to confront her. I need the perfect timing. Oh, but they look so happy. Oh, the movie's starting.

Ugh! Wow! I cannot believe what I am seeing. Ally has enough confidence to be doing that. Kind of proud and grossed out at the same time. Maybe I should interrupt that little sesh and finally make my appearance.

I pulled out my phone, even though it was against theater rules, but who follows rule? Exactly, rules are overrated. Anyway, I typed in my message and they pulled away. Ha, ha. She was reading my text, but still confused. Then I sent another text and it finally clicked for her.

I watched her look all over the rows of people until she landed on me. Our eyes locked for a second and I smiled sheepishly to lighten the mood. But she narrowed her eyes and stood up. She grabbed her bag and pulled Elliott along with her out to the lobby.

I followed because I had to fix the mistake I made in the past.

ALLY'S POV

Trish! I looked at her, and anger boiled inside of me. I tried to keep my feelings bottled up and pulled Elliott after me.

He looked confused. "Why'd you pull us out?"

I pursed my lips and then spoke, "Because! Trish is inside there. After all these years, now she has the nerve to come back?!"

Now he was even more confused. Boys! But we can't live without them. "But I thought she was your best friend. I thought you missed her. I thought you wanted to make things right with her and the rest."

I sighed. "We were best friends, Elliott. Trish is..."

But I got cut off with a voice behind me. "Speaking of Trish..." And a slight laughter followed.

I whipped around. "Trish," I growled through gritted teeth.

She gave a slight wave. "Hey. So uh, hey Ally. Hey Elliott. So you two are still together?"

Elliott smiled. "Yup! And next week will be our two year anniversary."

"That's great! And wow, you look so... different. But great!"

"Thanks Trish. You know Ally actually introduced me to music and now I love it. I now play piano and..." But I dragged him off, but Trish was still on our tail.

"Look, Ally. I know you're still mad, but I came here to make this right," she called after me.

I turned to face her. "Make this right?! Make what right?!"

She meekly replied, "Our best friendship."

This was it. This flipped me up. "Our friendship! What's let of it, I guess. Well, guess what? There's nothing left. It left, when you packed your bags and left."

She was getting perturbed too. "Well, I didn't leave for some random silly reason. I left because I was a third wheel and my best friend didn't even try to think about me!" She sighed and her voice lowered. "Ally, I'm sorry. I just want things to get back to where they were back then. I missed you. You, Dez, and Austin."

I closed my eyes, wishing the tears wouldn't fall, but they did. "Trish, haven't you noticed? I've moved on! And Dez and Austin are nowhere to be found near here. They've left and have probably moved on."

"But... Ally!" she argued.

"Urgh! Fine! You know what? Forget this ever happened..."

Trish sighed. "Whoo! That's great. I thought..."

But I wasn't done. "...this ever happened. Forget that we were friends, even best friends! Forget that we even knew each other. Forget that we've even met. Let's pretend we don't know each other. I'll forget all about you!" I spit out.

I notice Trish was heavy in tears, and so was I. I realized at what I had said, and I knew I couldn't face Trish after this. I buried my face in my hands and ran forgetting all about Elliott and Trish. But I heard footsteps behind me and I stopped. It was Elliott.

He pulled me in a hug, and it was just what I needed. He walked with me to Sonic Boom and we sat on the practice room piano bench, and I sat there and cried while he patted me on the back and said words of comfort. I really appreciated Elliott for being there, when I needed him to be.

* Warm Bodies, a great romance zombie movie. I don't own, but you should watch it.

** Writing this feels wrong and dirty. I'm a goody-goody and I don't do things like this. Or even had my first kiss.

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