WHAT UP!
Here's chapter 7 of My Sister's Secret. A lot happened in the last chapter and I mean a lot. I think we all know what Ally is going to say, but I think I'll hold off on it for a while.
Just kidding! Fair warning, you might not like Elliot after this.
BIG, BIG, BIG congrats to the cast of 'Austin & Ally', Ross Lynch and Laura Marano on sweeping all of their categories at the KCAs this year and to Laura Marano on being signed to Big Machine Records! You so deserve it!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Austin & Ally
Chapter 7
Moving In and Harsh Words
Austin's POV:
I heaved a huge sigh as I dropped another heavy box onto the floor of the apartment. I had help from Dez, but it still was a pain in my ass to carry all these boxes. I pulled a bandana from the back pocket of my jeans and wiped my forehead with it. Damn this Miami heat! Luckily I was only wearing a white wife-beater underneath my button up shirt, so I removed that to breathe a little. I wish I had worn sandals instead of these sneakers though.
"You know I can help carry things if you need me to." A voice said behind me. I smiled as turned around only for it to fall right off my face.
"Ally, I already told you not to carry anything this heavy. You could harm the baby by doing that." I immediately marched over to her and grabbed the cardboard box out of her hands. She responded by pouting and placing her hands on her hips. The orange shirt she was wearing may have a flowy bottom, but it clung to her a little due to the small amount of sweat coming from her. She however was wearing jean shorts that were rolled up at the end and strappy sandals.
"Austin, I'm four months pregnant, not disabled. Carrying a small box of clothes is not going to harm the baby." I actually know that, but it's better to be safe than sorry. And I really didn't want to be sorry.
Today, Ally and I were moving some of her things into the apartment and helping Dez move his stuff into the moving truck. Unfortunately it would only be me and Dez doing the last part. Ally would have to go and meet with her mother and Trish to plan the gender reveal party, which was scheduled for a few weeks from now. People began pestering us to know the gender, so we decided to go ahead and throw the party. I didn't really care as long as it meant that I could finally call my baby girl, baby girl in public. God it's so hard to keep this a secret!
"I know it won't, but" I placed an arm around her waist, "I just thought that it would be a little harder to pick anything up because of this rock on your finger." I pretended that I was struggling to pick up her hand with her engagement ring on it. She giggled a little as I brought her hand up to kiss it and then her.
Yes, that's right, I said engagement ring. Ally had accepted my proposal despite the repercussions that might come along with it. All I knew is that I love Ally and our baby and I want to give them the comfort of having a stable home.
"Yeah, loving the post you put on Tweeter by the way, #FinallyPutaRingonIt." She said back. That caused us both to laugh and peck each other on the lips.
That night had to be one of the best nights of my life. Granted it didn't start out that great, but it finished on happy note. Well sort of.
"I ask again, Ally Marie Dawson, will you marry me?" I waited with baited breath and on one knee for her to answer me. I could feel my heart pounding against my rib cage as seconds became minutes until I finally heard that three letter word every man wants to hear.
"Yes!" And with that I slipped the ring on her finger, got off the floor and took her into my arms, being mindful of his baby bump. The people around erupted into whistles and hand clapping as we embraced and kissed each other, completely oblivious to anything and everything else around us as we did. For me, I felt like I was on cloud 34 because 9 didn't even describe how I felt.
The woman of my dreams and soon to be mother of my child had agreed to be my wife, my partner in life and I felt like everything, the sneaking around and the secrets, were worth it. With this, we were agreeing to a life together and that was more than I could ever ask for. A new chapter in our lives was about to begin and I know that we can handle whatever is thrown at us.
I put Ally back on the ground as Trish, Penny, my mom and even Dez came running over to her and look at her ring. I walked over to the drink table for a drink and ran into my future father-in-law. Let me tell you, he did not look happy.
"Listen Mr. Dawson, I know you're happy about me, Ally and the baby and I know you're probably a little mad that I didn't come to you first, but as I said before, I love your daughter and I want to give our baby a stable life. I hope you can accept that." He stared me down for a moment, his eyes narrowing at me. There was pregnant pause until his face broke into a smile and he engulfed me in a hug.
"Welcome to the family, Austin." He said. I don't think I've ever been more relieved in my life.
Lester released me and moved to stand next to his wife to congratulate his daughter. I watched as Ally gushed over her ring and my mother and hers ask her how her pregnancy was going so far. People had also begun pestering her about the gender, but was firm in not telling anyone yet. I loved the fact that she could finally talk about this with others and the fact that she could now explain the extra weight she's put on. She did not however, like it when creepy men would ask to touch her stomach. Man, I wish I could throw a sucker punch like that!
As I turned back to the table, I felt an uneasy feeling creep up my spin. I looked towards the entrance of the store where there stood Elliot and boy, did he look pissed off as hell. I might have a clue about what it might be. Deciding that it would be better to confront him now, I walked over to him.
"Hey, Elliot looks like we'll be more than just Frat Brothers, huh?" I kind of joked with him, hoping to ease the mood. It didn't.
"How could you do this to me?" He demanded from me.
"Look Elliot, it wouldn't have been that easy. I knew your one rule about none of your friends dating your sister and I listened at first. Then me and Ally got to know each other; we like the same music, have the same aspirations for our futures and we just plain get along." I tried to be reasonable until Elliot shook his head in what seemed like agitation.
"You don't get it, Austin! I'm mad that you kept it a secret, I'm beyond furious that you knocked her up!" He yelled, causing everyone, including Ally, to turn their heads towards us. I took him out the store and into the courtyard area so we could talk in private.
Once we reached the courtyard all Hell broke loose. Elliot extracted himself from my grasp and began the riot act.
"I know you're mad, but you need to look on the bright side, I'm gonna be there for Ally, provide for her and our baby. You don't have anything to be mad about." I tried to be as calm as I could, but he was making it very hard.
"Austin, you not only dated my little sister, but you took her on a trip where you proceeded to take advantage of her innocence." What?! "I know your type. You probably only told her you love her to get her into bed, make her one of your one night stands." I repeat what?! It then dawned on me; he was drunk. "Then when she came to you with the news that she was pregnant, you put on the good guy routine and promise her the good life. Well, let me tell you right now, I'm not gonna let that happen." Okay I've had enough. I gripped Elliot by his shoulders and tried to seat him down on the fountain.
"Look, Elliot, you've had a little too much to drink. You're not really thinking straight, so why don't I get your parents and have them drive you home? We can talk again tomorrow." I told him, but he just threw my hands off his shoulders.
"Let me tell right now Moon, I won't let my little sister make the biggest mistake of her life. I will stop this from happening and you'll be out on your ass faster than you can blink."
Needless to say, I haven't seen or spoken to Elliot since. What he said really hurt me and Ally and we decided to give Elliot his space for now. I know he'll come around and be a part of his niece's life.
"Austin, come on, Dez is ready to go and I have to meet my mom and Trish soon!" I heard Ally yell out. I sigh a little as I walked out the door, closed and locked it behind me as I walked down the flight of stairs to Dez and Ally.
Dez was already sitting in the truck waiting for me and Ally was leaning against the hood of her car. I smiled as I saw her orange shirt clinging to her bump. She was a little over four months, almost in her fifth, and she was starting to get what our moms called a 'glow' about her. I didn't really understand it at first, but after they mentioned it, I saw it. Whenever she would smile or touch her stomach to feel the baby kick, it kind of radiated off her like a halo. I guess she'll be like that with every pregnancy, god willing that there will be more.
I walked over to Ally and hugged her. She was a little taken aback by it, but returned it anyway.
"So, I will let you know when I will be on my home and hopefully, we will be able to have dinner together tonight." She told me. Her way home, have dinner together, hearing her say all those things just makes me so happy.
We kissed and then parted ways, me going with Dez to move his stuff into his new apartment and Ally going to meet her mother and Trish to discuss party plans. We did agree on dinner together so I'm going to hold her to that and maybe a little 'dessert' to follow, if you know what I mean.
Ally's POV:
To be honest I didn't really want to help move Dez at all. Now that I'm into my fourth month, I'm getting to that point where I'm lucky if I can touch my toes. My back is so sore and my feet have probably ballooned a little bigger than normal, but I have to deal with it. Baby girl is growing and developing well and that's all that matters. I just wish she wouldn't press on my bladder during the night or cause me to have cravings in the middle of the night.
Last night, I had Austin drive half across town because baby wanted a quart of Fruity Mint Swirl ice cream with pickle spears, apples and fresh mint. We had the fresh mint, apples and pickles, but Austin, who is not a morning person, got out of bed and drove everywhere looking for the ice cream. An hour later he had finally found an all-night convenience store where they sold the ice cream and brought it home to me. He was also weirded out by the fact that I combined everything and ate it all at once. I just told him what baby wants, baby gets.
I had to drive about 45 minutes to meet my mom and Trish at a bakery where we will get a custom cake made for the party. Austin and I had discussed beforehand how we wanted to tell everyone the gender and we came up with idea of a cake that if colored pink and in the shape of baby items. I pulled up into the bakery parking lot, parked the car and walked in. I saw my mom and Trish sitting at a table with cake samples, waiting for me. My mom was the first to notice me and got up to hug me and bring me to the table.
"Ally, look at you, you are positively glowing!" Mom told me. I rolled my eyes a little because she says that almost every time she sees me now.
"Well I have been spending a lot of time in front of the microwave. Apparently this baby loves microwave popcorn and cheddar cheese dust on top." I said as I moved to sit in the chair. My back was starting to hurt again from driving so long.
"Yeah, well now, you get to do something fun." Trish said as she slid about four different kinds of cake in front of me. "Try these cakes to see which one you want. Has Austin given a preference on what he might want?"
"Not really. He said whatever we chose would be fine as long as we stuck to our design." I said as I shoveled a piece of red velvet cake into my mouth. Now normally I love red velvet, but, unfortunately, baby girl does not.
My breath caught in my throat as my hand went to my mouth, trying to stifle whatever was threatening to come back up. Thankfully, my mom noticed and dragged a garbage can over to me and started to rub my back in a soothing motion. Everything I had for breakfast and the cake came right back up. I could hear Trish make a noise of disgust as she looked away.
"I though you said you were done with morning sickness." She whined. I finished throwing up, took a sip from a bottle of water my mom handed me and turned back to Trish.
"I'am, it's just sometimes I eat things that I later find out baby doesn't like. So blame the baby, not the mama." That might have sounded a little more irritating than I meant it, but I was just happy nothing else came up.
Needless to say, red velvet was not the winner of the day, but we did try many samples during our meeting; Devils Food, Angel Food, Carrot, and many others until we found the one. We decided on a moist Butter cake that would be dyed the color of the gender. The head bakery, an old family friend named George then came over to have the consultation with us. George has known me since I was a baby and, while a little surprise that I was the one pregnant was more than happy to make our cake.
"So, we've decided on a cake flavor, now we get to talk about the design." He said as he sat down across from me. "Did you have an idea of what you might want?" I nodded and pulled out a list of ideas that Austin and I had made last night.
"We would like a six layer cake that is covered in white fondant with baby items like baby shoes, rubber ducks, and such. On the top we would like the phrase, 'He? She? Open to See!' and the inside to be dyed to match the gender." I was trying to be as descriptive as I could, but I also feel like I was confusing him. I was proved wrong when I saw he was already hard at work sketching and what he came up with was exactly what I wanted.
"So, do you want to tell me the gender or are going to play CIA and just hand me a giant envelope with the secret code in it?" We all laughed when he said that because I actually had a giant envelope to hand him. He took it and promised that we love what he made in the new 2 weeks. We thanked him and left the bakery.
My mom had said that she had to leave due to work and Trish left to go finalize some party plans, leaving me a nice amount of time to head home and start dinner. I think Austin would love to have breakfast for dinner, mainly pancakes, and I feel he's deserved it after all the moving he's done today. I think someone else wants pancakes too. I heard my stomach give off a growl as I sat in my car and started the engine.
"I guess you want pancakes too, huh baby girl?" I said to my stomach. Note to self; talk to Austin about names. I really don't want her to come out thinking that's her name, so at dinner Austin and I will begin discussing names.
I texted Austin before driving that I was on my way home and began the drive back. By the time I got home, Austin had texted me back that he was done with helping Dez and was on his way home as well. It made me smile to think about how much has changed in just a few short months. I mean, I'm four months pregnant, engaged to my best friend/boyfriend and now I'm living in an apartment with said fiancé. How many girls my age can say that?
After switching to one of Austin's t-shirts and a pair of sleep shorts, I went to the kitchen to pull out what I needed for dinner. Pancake mix, bacon, eggs, butter and maple syrup. I was about to start when I heard my phone begin to buzz. I picked it up and realized that there was missed call and voicemail from…
Elliot
Elliot's POV:
I should be in class right now, but I have too much on my mind to even think about that. I was currently sitting on a bar stool at my favorite bar, a half empty bottle of beer in my hand. I think this is my 4th, maybe my 5th, but how else am I supposed to cope?
My baby sister is having a baby and not just any baby, a baby with my former best friend. If that wasn't bad enough, they're also engaged and moving in together. God, how can my baby sister, who's not even out of high school yet, move out, get engaged and have a baby all within the span of an hour?! My parents have been trying to convince me to support Ally in her decision, but I just can't. She's too young and blinded by 'love' that she can't see the hardships that are to come.
I must have spaced out because I could hear someone calling out my name from behind me. I turned around and came face to face with Dallas.
"Hey man, are you okay?" He asked as he sat down next to me. I chugged the rest of my beer and slapped it down on the counter.
"Now I am. What are you doing here anyway? You're not old enough to be in a bar." I said, slurring my words a bit.
"I can be in a bar, I just can't drink alcohol." He told me. Well, that made sense as you just have to be older than 18 to enter a bar. "I'm also here because the barmen asked me to come get you. You're beyond drunk man, I mean how long have you been here?" I haven't really thought about how long I have been here.
"He's been here since noon and it's almost six." I heard the barman say. "I suggest you listen to your friend and go home. I'll take care of your bill; you just go and get some rest." Wow, he's never done that before, no matter how drunk I was.
I felt Dallas take my arm and help me to balance as I got off the bar stool. I stumbled a little, but got my footing back under me. Dallas helped me to his car and into the passenger seat. I felt my head drop to the side as Dallas started the engine, sickness starting to crawl up my throat.
"Okay, if you need to puke, do it outside the car and be sure to tell me if you do." Dallas said as he drove me home. I was not looking forward to walking in drunk in front of my parents, but I guess I got to face the consequences. Speaking of which, I felt that consequences coming right back up. I told Dallas to pull over and promptly threw up anything I had in my stomach.
After that I got back in the car and we proceeded on the drive home.
"Look Elliot, I know you're upset about Austin and Ally believe me I was beyond mad. But, you need to talk about this with someone. I know you're mad and you have a right to be mad, but you need to let it out." He told me. Talk it out with whom?!
Everyone is on Ally's side and no one is seeing how hard she'll have it. And don't get me started on Austin. He may seem like a standup guy, but I bet that when the hard part comes, he'll abandon Ally to raise that kid all by herself. I bet with that record deal he'll have an affair with some girl he met at the recording studio or something like that. Oh, I won't let that happen to my baby sister!
Dallas pulled into the driveway of my house and helped me walk into the house. Thankfully, neither of my parents seemed to be home, so I got to my room without any questions. Dallas left me in my room and would be back to check on my tomorrow. It was after he left that I pulled out my phone. I found her number and pressed call. I waited and waited and waited until the call went straight to voicemail.
"Ally, it's Elliot, I know we haven't talked since the party, but I want to tell you how I feel about this whole damn thing. I don't think your relationship with Austin is going to last and the second he finds something better or gets sick of you he's going to leave you alone with that baby. I know him, Ally; I know the shitty things he's done with other girls. Ever hear of the phrase 'use them, and then lose them'? He's the poster child for it! Please understand that as your brother I'm only looking out for you and I also want to tell you that your baby is better off with another family. You need to think about your future, not some brat you got knocked up with on a one night romp in the sack! You have high school, college and a career to think about before marriage and kids. So call me back when you hear this or the next day. Bye." I then hung up the phone. Dallas was right talking about it does make you feel better.
I sighed and landed on my bed. When I did, I promptly passed out.
OOOHHH, harsh drunk Elliot is really mean! Tell me what you think about this chapter is your reviews, favs and follows.
A/N: Devil in the Shadows will be updated sometime this weekend. I've been having friend problems that have distracted me.
Thanks and as always stay ROSSOME!
