Chapter 8 is finally here! This one's extra long, and it's also the final chapter of the story. Some of you predicted like, half the chapter! Anyways, I really liked the way this turned out, so I hope you like it! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally, Twitter, "Can't Do It Without You", or anything else you recognize.
Chapter 8
Austin dreamed that he was on stage again, rocking out on stage. As he sang his song, a bright white light suddenly caught his attention. The words of the song automatically flew out of his mouth, but his attention was no longer on the crowd. No, it was now on the bright white light. The light grew brighter still, and out from it emerged Ally Dawson. Shocked, Austin blinked several times and looked around. Yep, she was still there. The lyrics stopped flowing from his mouth as he stared at her opened mouthed.
Ally smiled at the shocked pop star and beckoned to him. "Hey Austin," her soft voice said.
Austin's heart leapt with joy. He hadn't heard Ally's voice in such a long time. "Hey Ally," he replied. She was more beautiful than ever, the light surrounding her made her look like an angel, making her glow. Yes, Austin decided, waiting for this girl was the best thing he had ever done.
Once again, she beckoned for him to follow her. Austin walked toward the light, but stopped at the border, not knowing what to do. It was as if something was holding him back, but he didn't know what it was. Perhaps it was his own conscience?
Suddenly, he heard a voice. Take care of her. Take care of Ally. You two make a perfect couple. Go be with her now. Austin looked around. Where had the voice come from? He had no idea. Should he go? He sighed.
Something nudged him forward, causing him to fall into the white light in surprise. As he stood up, he felt something different, as if he was finally free, like he could fly, like he could do anything. And the best part was that Ally was right in front of him. Austin grinned happily. He could now go after the girl of his dreams. He walked farther into the light, then looked back, fully expecting to see the stage and the crowd behind him.
Instead, all he saw was white light. He turned back around. Ally had disappeared, and in front of him was a tunnel, and not seeing any other options, he followed it. First, he heard the sound of falling water, then he saw the waterfall. Overlooking the waterfall was a gazebo, and standing at the railing of the gazebo, facing the waterfall, was Ally Dawson herself.
Austin stepped into the gazebo. "Ally," he breathed.
She turned around and smiled her famous Ally smile at him. "Austin."
"I missed you so much!" Austin blurted out. "Everyday. But I followed your wishes and lived my life to the fullest. I never forgot about you. I kept my promises. And every night at my concerts, I—"
"I know," Ally interrupted. "I was with you every step of the way. I saw everything you did. And I think it's sweet that you never took this off." She fingered the whistle necklace she had given him so long ago. "And that you slept with the blanket and Dougie every night."
"Um, yeah…I did do that, didn't I?" The blonde boy asked, blushing.
Ally laughed. "You don't need to be shy about it! I thought it was cute." Then she got serious. "I missed you too. More than you will ever know."
Austin stepped closer to Ally, until their faces were inches from each other. "That makes the two of us," he whispered. He leaned in and closed the gap. Sparks flew when their lips touched, and he felt like he was on top of the world.
When they finally pulled away, due to their need of oxygen, he whispered, "I've always wanted to do that."
"Was it your first kiss?" Ally asked, out of curiosity.
"Yeah," Austin nodded. "Sorry if it was bad."
Ally shook her head. "No, it was my first too. And it was perfect."
This time, it was Ally that leaned in, and soon, they were kissing again. The two of them were back where they belonged—with each other.
The room was silent as Trish and Dez—Jimmy and Kira had had to leave after saying goodbye to Austin—waited for their daughter and Austin to wake up. The two of them looked so peaceful in their sleep. Austin had a little smile on his face—he must have been dreaming about something sweet—and his arms were wrapped around the girl. Allie also had her arms wrapped around the blonde's body, hugging him tightly. Deep down, both Trish and Dez knew that Austin's life was almost over, but they weren't ready to accept that yet. They couldn't help but hope that he would wake up.
After what seemed like eternity, they heard Austin sigh in his sleep. They rose from their chairs and rushed over to his bedside. "Austin?" Dez asked.
Austin didn't wake up. Instead, his lips moved, but no sound came out.
"Austin?" Trish repeated.
The pop star stirred. "Ally." A single word escaped his lips. He smiled in his sleep.
Trish and Dez looked at each other, a sinking feeling grasped their entire bodies. They knew in their hearts that this was it. This was the moment when Austin passed on, and that he would be with Ally. Trying not to cry, Dez woke his daughter up.
"What's going on, Dad?" Allie groggily asked. Then she noticed who was lying next to her, and looked up at her parents for confirmation. They sadly nodded. Tears sprung in the girl's eyes, and she lay back downing, hugging Austin tighter than ever. By reflexes, his grip on her tightened as well.
At the sight of her daughter with Austin, Trish completely lost it and started to cry. Soon, Dez's tears wouldn't stay in anymore, and he too began to cry.
"Austin…I just want to let you know that you're the best friend anyone could ever ask for. I'll never forget you, buddy," Dez whispered. "I promise to do what you said."
"And Austin," Trish added, "I loved to annoy you to death. But I also loved you like the brother I never had. You were someone to go to when Dez drove me crazy."
"Hey!" The person in question protested. "I'm right here!"
Trish couldn't help but smile. "I know, and I love you for it." Turning back to Austin, she said, "Take care of her. Take good care of Ally. You two are the perfect couple. Go be with her now."
Then it got silent. No one said anything. Only the sound of their sniffles were heard. All three of them waited, looking at Austin.
Suddenly, Austin smiled a million dollar smile, the smile that Dez and Trish had only seen him wear when Ally was still alive. This was it, they knew. This was the moment where Austin passed.
Sure enough, Austin's grip around Allie went limp, and he drew his final breath.
Allie, of course, noticed this, and began to sob harder. "Uncle Austin, don't leave me," she whispered. "Please don't leave me."
Dez picked up his daughter, who buried her face in his shoulder. Trish came up to them and kissed Allie on the cheek. Then, she hugged her family, crying as well.
"Ally, remember what you told Uncle Austin?" Dez said to the girl.
She shook her head.
"You told him that it was okay to let go, because he was in pain. Well, Austin's now pain free, and he's with the girl he always loved, and always will love. And we should be happy for him," Dez comforted his family. "And he'll always have a special place in our hearts now."
Trish nodded. "You're right. And we have to let everyone know that he's…gone. And plan his funeral. Allie, will you help me?"
Allie lifted her head. "Really?"
"Yeah. Austin would have wanted it."
Her daughter managed a small grin. "Okay, I'll help. I'll do it for Uncle Austin." Allie said.
The days following Austin's death were hectic. The whole world now knew about teen sensation Austin Moon's death. It had gone from one single tweet—sent out by Allie on her mother's account—to huge stories on the internet and in magazines. Within a day, most fans had known about his death, and Dez and Trish's twitter accounts had exploded with all kinds of tweets—all expressing how much they would miss Austin.
A couple days later, the initial response had died down, but the media was still exploding with news of his death. Article after article were written and published, segments were still being shot and aired. Apparently, everyone wanted to pay tribute to Austin Moon, who had been a great influence on kids. After all, he hadn't gotten that Teen Role Model award for nothing.
Of course, everyone grieved for him—his friends, Trish, Dez, Allie, Kira, Jimmy, his dancers, band, fans, interviewers who had once, well, interviewed him—everyone. Austin had a really large fan base, and people couldn't quite believe he was really gone.
Especially Dez, Trish, and Allie. Austin had been a huge part of their lives, and now that he was gone, it felt weird for them not to see Austin every day. But they went on living their lives, doing what they were doing (which was now putting his funeral together), and trying to be happy again, which was really hard for them to do. But all three of them tried hard to enjoy life, because that's what they promised Austin they would do.
Now, a week later, everything was finally ready. The flowers were bought, guests were invited, program finalized, church reserved, body prepared, coffin bought, grave site found, obituary written, and gravestone picked out. Everything was prepared.
The day of the funeral was a dreary day, as if Mother Nature too was mourning Austin's death. One by one, the guests arrived, all dressed in bright colors. Yes, this was against the traditional black color, but Austin had told Dez that he didn't want black at his funeral. Instead, Austin wanted happy colors, so happy colors it was.
The flowers were yellow—Austin's favorite color, and the music played were the pieces Ally had written and he had sung. It was just as Austin had wanted it.
Just the sound of Austin's voice made tears flow out of many people's eyes. As the funeral began, many more tears were shed. Trish went up to talk about Austin, then Dez, then Allie went up and sang an acoustic version of "Can't Do It Without You," which seemed to be Austin's theme song, if he had one.
Then Kira spoke about how Austin had always had a lot of positive energy, and how he had promised to live life to the fullest, and how he now wanted everyone here to do the same. Jimmy spoke of how upbeat and excited Austin had been with his music. Lastly, a video was played, made up of clips from Austin's performances, pictures from Austin's life, and clips of Austin goofing off as usual. The last clip played was a message from Austin himself, telling everyone to life their life to the fullest.
When the funeral ended and everyone had said their final goodbyes to Austin, they all headed over to the graveyard to bury him. Trish, Dez, Allie, Kira, and Jimmy, being Austin's closest friends, had the honor of lowering his coffin into the pit. When the deed was done, the grave stone was put on top of the grave. Then, they all took a step back and took one last look. Engraved on Austin's gravestone were the words:
Austin Moon
1995-2040
Beloved friend, successful musician
Lived his life to the fullest.
Is with her now.
An arrow followed the words, and it pointed to the right, straight at another gravestone. This one read:
Ally Dawson
1995-2011
Beloved friend and daughter
Will always be loved.
Waiting for him.
These words were also followed by an arrow, and this one pointed straight to the left…at Austin's gravestone.
And that's the end of this story! I'd really like to know what you think, so...leave me a review! Please and thank you all all for reading this story, leaving a review, followed, or favortied this story! :) It means a l9st to me.
For those of you who want to read a Percy Jackson/ Austin and Ally crossover, I'll be writing one soon. The first chapter will probably be up sometime around the end of November/beginning of December. I will post a short note when when the crossover is up. How does that sound?
As of now, though which story do you think I should write next? A Rise of the Guardians one (where Jamie stops believing in Jack, and so Jack and Sophie have to try to cope with it and/or try to convince Jamie to believe again), or a Narnia one (where Susan once again finds herself in Narnia)? Which would you guys like to read? Can't wait to hear from you!
So, for the last time on this story,
~amillipede
