I don't own Austin & Ally or Romeo & Juliet

"I-I want to do it again" she whispered, looking up at him with those big brown eyes. Austin felt his heart soar at that one little sentence.

"Y-You do?" Austin stuttered.

"I do…d-do you?" Ally asked, now looking worried and hurt at the same time. Austin never wanted to see her make that face again.

Instead of answering, Austin just titled her head back and pushed his lips on hers with as much passion as he could possibly muster. Ally immediately responded, flinging her arms around his neck and going up on her tippy-toes so she could have better access to his lips. Austin wrapped his arms around Ally's waist, pulling her body closer to his and bringing it up just a bit because she was so short. Their height difference was cute, and it made for an even more romantic kiss.

With his lips still pressed to Ally's in an almost desperate manor muttered, "I never want to let you go" and went straight back to kissing her as he'd wanted to do his whole life, even more since their first one.

"Austin, I have to breathe" Ally giggled. Every time she tried to pull away from their extremely long kiss, Austin would pull her back down and press his lips to hers again. It was as if he thought he might die or something if he wasn't kissing her. It was sweet, and Ally couldn't quit smiling.

"I really wish you would shut up" Austin muttered, keeping his hands firmly on her waist so she wouldn't leave him. Ally giggled again and put her arms back around Austin's neck as he deepened the kiss.

"Dezmond Worthy-oh, should I give you two a moment?" a nurse asked when she noticed Austin and Ally pretty much making out in the lobby. Ally quickly yanked herself out of Austin's embrace, making the boy pout and cross his arms.

"Is Dez okay!?" Ally asked urgently. The nurse smiled.

"Yes dear, he's going to be just fine. I tell you, that boy needs to stay away from musical instruments. A tuba on the head, a triangle stick up the nose, and now he swallowed a harmonica" the nurse said shaking her head as she read his past reports from a clipboard.

"So Dez is alright?" Ally asked, just to be sure. She completely ignored the nurse's comment about the instruments because she was already planning on childproofing the locks…then Dez-proofing them all too.

"Yes, he's fine. We got the harmonica out of his esophagus and he's free to have visitors. Although, I advice you two to wait until the young lady with the fiery temper that was in here earlier leaves. She practically bit our attendants' heads off to get in that room."

"I'm sorry about her" Ally apologized. After a few more seconds of silence, Ally was getting impatient and all too aware of Austin's presence so close behind her. "Um, if you'll excuse us, we'd like that moment now."

The nurse laughed and walked away with a knowing look on her face. Ally turned to find Austin looking down at her, a smirk making its way onto his face at what she just said. "You'd like that moment, huh?"

"I would" Ally giggled in spite of herself. "And now that I know Dez and Trish are alright, I say we can throw breathing to the wind and we have absolutely no problems."

"I like the sound of that" Austin said grabbing Ally by the waist and lifting her up off the ground, taking her completely by surprise, before settling his lips on hers while she was still in the air. Ally, not liking her legs just sort of dangling in the air, wrapped them around Austin's torso and flung her arms around his neck, never once breaking the kiss. Austin moaned in pleasure, sitting down on the couch that could seat only two in the hospital waiting room and repositioning Ally onto his lap.

"Thank you God for her lips" Austin whispered. Ally burst out laughing at that, but just as quickly Austin pulled her lips back to his. There was no way he was letting her go any time soon this time.

"Wake up doofus" Trish said harshly as she sat in the chair by Dez's hospital bed. The doctor had said he should be waking up any time soon, but Trish wanted him to already be awake. Her conflicting feelings were driving her insane and she couldn't just sit there and think. It would just take her further along the crazy trail.

"Come on Dez, wake up you idiot. I think I nearly gave that little intern out there a heart attack just so I could come in here and make you wake up. What's up with you, stupid? You always react to my insults! Wake up!" Trish almost yelled. She, of course, knew they would never let her back in there if she 'upset the patient' but she really wanted him to wake up. No matter what the doctors said about him waking up soon, Trish was still terrified he might never wake up.

Trish wouldn't know what to do with herself if she ever lost Dez. There would be no one she could insult on a regular basis and have them actually have a comeback-no matter how stupid they may be or if he seemed threatened by her. He would still have a comeback. Also, she'd never get to see the next hilarious and idiotic thing he'd do to make their lives abnormal. She'd have no one to help her with her Auslly plan. Sure, there was Helen, but the lady had her own wacky plan she seemed to believe would work. Trish needed Dez.

"Will you shut up for once? I got a headache and I was trying to sleep here" Dez suddenly groaned. Trish turned to him quickly in surprise, and this time she did scream.

"Thank you God he's okay!" she cried, actually throwing her arms around his neck and hugging the life out of him.

"Trish…can't really…b-breathe again" Dez gasped out. Trish immediately released him, muttering a string of apologies. "What on earth has gotten your goat?"

"Dez!" Trish laughed. The dude was obsessed with goats, and that was a pretty funny-and accurate-term for him to use.

"What?" he asked confusedly. Trish just smiled at his oblivion. That's the Dez she wanted to see. Not one who was struggling to breathe and laying on top of her as they drove him to the hospital.

"You sure you're alright? No internal bleeding?" Trish asked, half serious and half joking.

"Um, I think everyone has internal bleeding. It's the blood on the outside that scares people" Dez nodded. Trish smiled once again, but her smile slowly morphed into a frown as she began furiously hitting at Dez. He tried to catch her wrists, but she just kept going, screaming and crying all the while. "What the crap, Trish!?"

"You jerk! You had me worried sick! You know I nearly quit my job because of you! The one job I actually want to keep! And I yelled Austin's middle name in the middle of a public hospital! That was one of the things we all promised never to tell anyone! He didn't do anything wrong, this is all your fault!" she screamed, before she finally stopped pounding on his chest. "Why did you swallow that stupid harmonica anyway?" she asked in a whisper as the tears started falling down her face.

Dez stared at Trish in shock. She was crying. She was yelling, but more out of fear than her usual threats and such. This wasn't the Trish he knew. Where was the loud, energetic, feisty and crazy beautiful girl he was so used to seeing? This one just made him sad.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know how to play. I though you put the small side in your mouth and suck in. But tell Ally it's alright. I used the one the old lady already swallowed before" Dez explained in his best way. Trish just blinked up at him. How could such a silly man/child like him get her emotions so strung-up and going in every which direction? Not only that, he made her feel the one emotion she dreaded worst. Not fear, not crazy…not even love; he made her feel weak. Although, this time, weakness wasn't the worse feeling in the world, as she had been feeling that too the second she saw Dez collapse at the top of the stairs. Losing him…that was way worse.

"I don't like feeling weak" Trish muttered aloud without meaning to. The next thing she knew Dez had reached up, looking like a little kid begging to be held, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in his arms in the strangest place: a hospital bed. Even stranger, she didn't feel like fighting the urge to snuggle closer to him.

"We're friends right?" Dez asked in a small voice. Trish laughed a little, although she had no clue why she also felt a tinge of sadness she could not explain.

"Yeah, we're friends. You may annoy the crap out of me sometimes, and I may insult you a lot, but we're friends. Really good friends, Dez" Trish said, closing her eyes.

"That's good, because friends don't like it when their friends are sad. I don't like it when you're sad, Trish. That makes me sad. I like being happy, even when you scare me" Dez said making Trish smile a little at how innocent his statement sounded. So childlike. "Why do you feel weak?"

"I never cry, Dez, but that's all I've been doing today. I felt weak and helpless when there was nothing I could do to help you" she admitted. Dez gave her a confused look at that, which she returned with curiosity of what could come out of his mouth next.

"Why would you feel that way? You helped a lot!" Dez exclaimed. Trish sighed.

"No, I didn't. I didn't know what to do. Austin and Ally did most of the carrying for you, and Austin explained everything to the nurse because I couldn't even speak! I couldn't help you when you needed me to" Trish said feeling guilty.

"But you were there for me" Dez argued. "You told me to stay awake and to put that weird mask on my face when I got scared. And you prayed for me. I really needed someone to pray with, even if I couldn't speak. You helped a lot."

"Seriously?" Trish asked in disbelief.

"Well duh! Now shush. It's nap time" Dez said smiling at her goofily. Trish smiled back and laid her head on his shoulder, finding herself falling asleep in his arms very quickly. Dez, however, was wide awake. He can usually take a nap if he wants to, but not after the crazy time he just had…right after waking up too. Trish cried. She wasn't being herself, and now she's asleep…in his arms. He still couldn't believe it.

Austin always told him that she might like him under that tough exterior, but he never believed him. Just because Dez has had a crush on Trish since middle school, though he didn't tell anyone but Austin, he doubted Trish could ever like him at all. Even as a friend. Today was the first time in…probably ever that he had hope.

And boy, looking down at her pretty face as she slept in his arms, he felt pretty hopeful.

Hey guys! What'd you guys think? So, Some major Auslly kissing at the beginning right? At least for me. I don't like making my kisses overly graphic, as in leading to something else basically, but I think that was G rated enough. What do you all think? Please read, review, follow, and favorite! I want to know what you guys liked best, what I could improve on, and what y'all want to see!

God bless you all!

-Daddysgirl11