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*Ally's P.O.V*

Austin grins at me, but there's a nervous side to his grin, like he's scared I'm going to kick him out, which, to be honest, I really am considering. "What are you doing here?" I ask, as he sits down on my bed, panting slightly. "And how the hell did you appear on my window? Austin, my room is on the second floor."

He shrugs. "The tree isn't too hard to climb," he trails on for a moment, then, as if only just remembering I'm there, turns to me, gets back up on his feet, and starts pacing around the room. "As for why I'm here, well, that I don't really know. I mean, I do, but I don't know how to explain it." Facing me, his gaze lingers on the carpet for a moment, before his eyes meet mine. "I wanted to apologize." His voice is low.

"About what," I ask, with a small smirk. I'm still angry at him, but it feels so natural to see him in my room, even though it's past midnight, that I don't have the heart to yell at him. At least, not before he explains why he's here.

I really don't know what the hell he's got into his head, and I'm confused and very tired, so when he doesn't answer immediately, I get annoyed. "Come on, Austin, I don't have all night."

He sighs, and then starts talking really quickly, as if he was holding his breath before. "Well, you see, Trish and I talked before, and she made me realize that I had messed things up really bad, and worse of all, I messed things up on the last year we might ever be together like…every day. So, I just…I decided to come, and… you don't have to forgive me, but…" Austin gives me a shy smile. "I thought we'd go on an adventure. Just tonight, right now, and then we'd be back by sunrise. Just for fun. Like…like a goodbye. You can still be mad at me. Hell, you can yell at me the whole time. But, Ally, I really want you to come with me. Please."

Midnight adventure. I find myself surprised, and I blush for no apparent reason. The thing is, it's always been a dream of mine to sneak out of the house and do something and nothing at the same time. And here is Austin, smiling and ready for the something of nothingness and I find myself nodding. "Ok. Fine. I haven't forgiven you, but I'll come with."

Austin's face spreads in a wide grin and he nods. "Great, then. Come on. I have it all figured out." Just as I'm about to grab my jacket, my phone starts vibrating. A text. I wonder who it's from, since it's already past midnight, and the only person who texts me is Trish, and she doesn't like to miss out on her beauty sleep. As I unlock my phone, I find it's Colin who texted me.

I know it's late, but I saw you online so I figured now's the perfect time.

How about I come 'round to your house and we can go and do whatever, and talk. How about it?

Surprised, I look up at Austin. I should go with Colin, since he's my boyfriend, and because I like him, and because he didn't hurt me, like Austin did. But Austin is waiting for me eagerly by the door, and it's so easy to forget what he did to me, and I want to forget so badly.

Sorry, can't. I text back. Really tired. Maybe another time. xoxo

Then I smirk. "Let's go," I say, and slip out the door he opened for me.

He comes after me and quietly closes the door. The hallway is dark and I can see that my dad is already asleep, since the room in his light is off. But as we go down the stairs, we make sure to do it quietly. "Careful," I whisper. "The last one creaks." Austin nods and jumps to avoid it, and I follow suit. Finally, we're out of the door, and he lets out a breath.

"Ah," he says. "The thrill of sneaking out." He leads me a little way down to road, and I see that he has parked his silver Mercedes next to an old tree. The car sparks below the street lights, and Austin opens the door for me, and then gets in himself. "And now," he whispers, "the adventure begins."

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We drive for a long time.

I stare out of the window thinking about everything and nothing at the same time. Austin is humming something along the radio and I feel a strong rush of nostalgia; I miss his voice so much, and I miss him. Not the new him. But the old one; the one who would smile at strangers and open the door for senior citizens and help little kids cross the road and just be carefree and real and my best friend.

Turning my gaze towards him, I realize how much he's changed. He has a better formed jaw, and his face has taken a more masculine and grown up look. A little beard has formed on his chin. His hair falls over his eyes but he doesn't seem to notice, or care. He stares straight ahead. After a few seconds, he notices me staring, and glances at me.

"I miss you," I whisper suddenly.

Austin gives me a sad half-smile. "I'm sorry."

Nodding, I turn towards the window. I think I'm going to cry, so I change the subject. "Where're we going?"

I see him smile with my peripheral vision. "It's a surprise. We're almost there."

The buildings change endlessly around us as we go in and out of different neighborhoods. My eyelids start to get heavy, and I realize how tired I am. Suddenly all I want to do is sleep. But one glance at Austin revives me. He's grinning to himself, and still humming along to the tune of the radio. He's so full of energy that I smile, too.

"We're here," he says finally. He stops the car, and goes to open my door. "Welcome, my dear Ally, to West Beat Valley Park."

I look at him in bewilderment. West Beat Valley Park is one of the oldest parks in Miami. Austin and I used to come here all the time in middle school, because of the swings. When I had told him that I loved to swing, he had brought me here, saying that these were the best swings in the world. They probably weren't, but because he was there, smiling and laughing and himself, to me, they were.

"But wasn't this place destroyed years ago?" That's what I had heard, anyway. There was some big argument whether or not to turn this place into an office building a few years ago, and Austin and I had stopped coming.

He shakes his head. "As you see for yourself, - no. They thought about it, but the idea was turned down. But now half the city has forgotten about it, because in their mind it's now an office building. This makes it even more special. Now come, the swings are just as good as before."

Austin takes off into the park. All around me, there are trees and grass and wilderness. No one has taken care of the park for years, and nature has grown on its own accord. On a slide nearby, a plant has grown up its ladder. It's changed so much, yet it feels so familiar. The cool night breeze feels good on my face. I don't think we're close to the ocean, yet I smell marine air. When I look up, through a thick woven canopy of branches, I see the stars, as bright as I've ever seen them, and I stop to examine them.

Soon, I notice that Austin has joined me. "They're beautiful, aren't they? It would be like this everywhere if it weren't for all the lights and the air pollution. Just more proof that humans ruin everything." We stand for a while gazing upwards, until my neck starts to ache, but even then I can't look away. Somehow the stars look closer here, as if I can reach up and touch them if I stretch high enough. "Come one, you haven't seen the best part yet."

We set off again. Finally, we come to a stop. Austin turns to me and smiles. His blonde hair is swept high off his forehead and it sparkles in the dim light of the moon. "Welcome," he says, "to the best swings in the world."

They're nothing like I remember them. The grass is so high, that even while I sit on the swing, it brushes my ankles. A vine of ivy has wound up one of the bars of the swing. Austin is beside me, and at first we go slowly, but as we gain speed, I start to feel better and better, and soon I can't remember any of my worries.

At that moment I forgive Austin and everyone else, and it feels so good not to be mad at anyone. Because what's the point? He hurt me, yes, and it was bad, yes, but it's in the past, and if I dwell too much on the past I won't be able to escape, and I'll be forced to relive everything over and over again. As I push higher and higher, and the stars seem closer and closer, I realize that all we worry about, all the little things that bug us are invalid. Because there is something so much bigger out there; there are much worse things that other people suffer through, and there is so much of the Universe and it's all so big, which makes me feel so little.

I think I might like it.

"It's ok," I whisper, but he hears me, even through the rush of the wind.

"What is?"

"Everything. You, me. We're ok. I forgive you."

We stay quiet then, and let the silence speak for itself. I wonder what he's thinking about, and then I decide that if I knew, nothing would be a mystery, and without mysteries, the world is just plain boring. Remember; always have some mystery in you.

After a long while of swinging, Austin announces its time for us to make the second and last stop of our midnight adventure. He walks me back to the car, and we take off again, to another secret destination Austin refuses to tell me.

When he finally stops the car, I'm told to close my eyes. Burning with curiosity, guided by Austin, I follow him towards the unknown.

"You can open your eyes now," he says, and I can hear the smile in his voice. I do, and again, I gasp. I can't believe it; we're at Fred's Place. That's the name of the restaurant where I had my 12th birthday. I remember how Austin showed up, and put a well-wrapped present in my hand, with a shy smile. This place was hardly ever open, since it lost its business. I've always had a love for the cheeseburgers they sell at this place, and I've been whining about not being able to eat them ever since the restaurant was closed down. But now its lights are twinkling, and a bright orange sign says, OPEN.

I look at Austin. "Ok. How in the world did you get this place to open?"

He grins. "Well, you know how it's called 'Fred's Place', right? And you know how one of the guys in my dance class is called 'Fred' right? Coincidence or not, he owns this place. And after bribing him for an hour, he finally said that he'd open this place tonight if I gave him a signed copy of my CD for his girlfriend." He looks from my beaming face to the restaurant. "Best deal I've ever made."

Then, we go in. The restaurant looks the same as before, but there are cobwebs in the creases of the walls, and it looks deserted. Fred, the guy from Austin's dance class, is sitting on the counter, looking bored. When he sees us however, he jumps towards Austin and asks, "What would you like to have tonight, my dear sir?"

"Two double cheeseburgers with fries, and an extra large milkshake with two straws," Austin declares. "Thanks for this, Fred. I owe you one."

Fred laughs. "No, I owe you. Because of your pretty little signature, my girlfriend is all over me, every fight we've ever had- forgotten." Then he turns to me and winks. "Life is good with an Austin Moon album. Now come, here is your table. Your orders will be here soon, if I can handle all of these customers." He makes a dramatic gesture towards the empty restaurant, chuckles, and leaves us alone.

Austin is about to say something, but suddenly his album bursts loudly through the restaurant. He glares at Fred, who just laughs, and continues with our sandwiches.

"I really hope you like it here. I remember how excited you were for your 12th birthday, and I wanted to see you relive it again," Austin yells over the music.

Smiling at him, I nod. "It's amazing. Thank you."

Soon, our food comes, and we dig in. As I'm fighting with and extra large bite of cheeseburger, I smile at Austin, who is devouring his fries.

"Austin," I say.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for bringing me here. It's amazing. It's…it's just like before. And thanks for tonight. If this is some insane plan to make me forgive you, it worked." I nudge him slightly in the ribs.

His eyes sparkle. "Please, this is just part one."

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