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Chapter 10
"W-What?" Ally stuttered. Austin smirked.
"You heard me."
"A k-kiss? Really?"
"Yup. On the lips. Just once."
"Why?"
"I think you know why, Ally?" he muttered, expression suddenly serious. She sighed.
"I don't know…"
"Come on, it is my birthday, and you forgot to get me a present…" he teased. She groaned.
"Screw it." She walked over and sat next to him on the bed. He grinned wolfishly.
"I knew you'd come around."
"Yeah, well, I can't exactly say no to the birthday boy, can I?"
"No, no you can't." he whispered, leaning in. Her breath caught and she had to remind herself to breathe.
And then he closed the gap, and she could have sworn she was on fire. Her entire body heated up and she had to fight to keep from pulling away, gasping in shock. She had promised him a kiss, after all, and a quick peck probably wasn't the kind of kiss he was after.
Austin knew it was wrong, that his brother still loved this girl and that he definitely shouldn't be making a move on her like this, but sometimes you've just got to go with your heart and ignore your head. After a few seconds he decided to take a risk and he opened him mouth to bite her lip. She gasped a little, bit didn't pull away, and he took that as an opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth.
Ally really, desperately wanted to pull away, but it was taking all of her willpower not to throw her arms around him and kiss him senseless, and some new, slightly crazy side of her refused to let go. She gasped at the sensation of his teeth on her lower lip, and then sighed as he deepened the kiss with his tongue, returning the favour easily. If his mouth hadn't been otherwise engaged, he would have smirked at her eagerness, but he wasn't going to ruin this moment for the sake of his pride.
Eventually, Ally couldn't go a second longer without breathing and she forced herself to pull away. She blinked dazedly, a little lightheaded. From the lack of oxygen, of course…
"Wow." Austin breathed. She looked up at him, smiling a little.
"That was…intense." She muttered, blushing. He chuckled.
"That was the best birthday present ever. Your lips taste like strawberries." He said matter-of-factly. She rolled her eyes.
"It's my lip gloss. And I'm sure you've had much more, erm…exciting birthday presents than that, Austin." She commented dryly.
"Yeah, but those 'presents' weren't from you, so they weren't nearly as awesome." He shrugged. She froze, realising the implications of that comment.
"No, Austin." She said sternly. He looked up at her, frowning.
"'No' what?"
"No this. Whatever this is. That kiss…that was just a birthday present, okay? It can't happen again. You're only eighteen, and even though it's legal now, it's still morally wrong. I love Dallas, and even though I don't think we can fix our relationship, I can't move on to his little brother, not now and not ever." She said, fighting back tears. Saying these things hurt her, and she knew they would hurt Austin even more, but she knew she had to, for both of their sakes. Austin grimaced, looking pained.
"But-"
"No buts, Austin. As much as I want to, I can't. I'll stay here for another week, tops, but then I have to go home. Back to Miami, back to my life. This vacation has been amazing, but I can't stay here forever. I'll come back and visit, but I need to move on from Dallas, Austin. And dating his little brother isn't going to help with that."
"Ally, don't do this." He pleaded. She sighed, almost giving in due to the look of devastation on his face, but then she shook her head.
"I need you to leave, Austin." She said quietly.
"Ally-"
"Now!" she shouted, feeling her eye watering. Austin noticed this, and sighed.
"Okay, I'm going. But trust me, Ally. I'm not giving up. Not now, not ever." He promised her as he left the room, closing the door softly behind her.
She stared at the closed door for a moment or two, just thinking. And then she burst into tears.
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The next morning, Ally was up bright and early. She took one look in the mirror and groaned. She hadn't removed her make-up from the night before and her panda eyes were atrocious. Knowing that there was no alternative, she grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom. She had planned to shower later that day, wanting to get out of the house early to avoid Austin, but she couldn't leave without showering.
Because her plan to get out early was foiled, she decided to take as long as she possibly could to get ready, hoping that Austin might have left by the time she was done, but three hours twenty minutes after she had woken up, she walked into the kitchen to see Austin sat there, wolfing down pancakes. Things wouldn't have been so bad had he been wearing a shirt.
She inwardly groaned as her heart rate sped up at the sight. Austin glanced up, smirking at her reddening cheeks. Of course, he had gone shirtless on purpose for exactly this reason. He knew he looked good, with clothes and without.
"You know, it's almost eleven o'clock, Austin. Surely you had time to get dressed before coming down to eat?" she asked. The truth was, he had been down here for almost two hours, steadily working through a stack of pancakes large enough to feed an army, because he hadn't wanted to miss her. But she didn't have to know that.
"I slept in." he shrugged. She sighed.
"Don't you have, I don't know, school or something?" she muttered. He laughed loudly.
"School? Please, I dropped out when I was sixteen." He shrugged. She sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Of course you did."
"So, what are you doing today?"
"I have no idea." She shrugged.
"Great, we can hang out." He said, grinning. She sighed, turning around to face him.
"Look, Austin, I appreciate you trying to act like everything is okay, but we both know it's not. Are you sure that the two of us spending the day together is a good idea?" she asked cynically.
"I'm not trying to act like everything's okay, Ally. It hurts that you won't give me a chance. I don't want things to change with us. At least, not too much. But like I said, I'm not going to give up. So maybe for you, it's not the best idea to spend the day with me, but it's up to you. How strong is your willpower?" he asked, smirking. She smiled back, glad to see he wasn't upset with her.
"I think I can manage to resist you. At least for a day." She shrugged. He laughed, jumping to his feet and stretching. She caught herself staring and blushed, turning away hurriedly and speed-walking out of the kitchen. She heard him chuckle as he followed her out.
"So, where are we going?"
"My room."
"Why?" she asked, cautious. He smirked.
"Why, Ally Dawson, are you thinking dirty?" he asked, faking shock. She slapped his arm playfully.
"What are you planning, Moon?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.
"I was planning on playing Halo, but if you wanted to do something else…" he shrugged. She ignored him.
"Halo it is then." He muttered, a little disappointed.
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And that was how the next few days went. Austin would do everything he could to tempt Ally, and Ally would blow him off, no matter how tempted she was. He was surprised, really. He'd thought she would have caved a lot more easily.
Thursday night came around and Austin and Ally had been arguing about whose team was going to win the sing-off. Austin secretly knew that his team had no chance, but he fought with her anyway. He loved seeing her get all riled up; it turned him on. When Ally eventually got sick of arguing she sighed in defeat and said goodnight. Austin watched her leave, confused by her sudden change of attitude. He watched in disappointment as she jogged up the stairs. Suddenly, she stopped, turning to look at him.
"We're gonna win!" she shouted quickly, and before he had time to react she was darting across the hallway and slamming her bedroom door shut behind her. He chuckled softly to himself, before following her up the stairs. Ally laughed loudly as she shut the door, but the chuckles died in her throat when she turned around and saw Dallas sat on the bed.
"Hey Ally." He said. She scowled at him.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, voice low and venomous.
"I came to apologise, again, and ask you to please, please try to forgive me."
"For what? For cheating on me, or for making out like it was my fault you cheated on me?" she asked. He winced.
"Both, I guess."
"Well, looks like you're out of look. I told you, Dallas, we're over."
"Ally, things aren't that simple. It doesn't work like that, not now. We're engaged. You can't just tell me we're over and that's it, we're finished for good." He protested. She frowned, looking thoughtful.
"You know what? You're right." She sighed, walking over to the bed slowly. He smiled, holding out his arms for a hug. She scowled, walking past him and opening the top drawer of the dresser.
"What are you doing?" he asked as she straightened up. She smiled.
"Here's your engagement ring. I never really liked it anyway. You know I don't like big, flashy things." She muttered, throwing the ring onto the bed. He looked at her, then at the ring, and then at the door which had just opened. Austin stood there, smiling at Ally, but his expression changed to one of anger when he saw Dallas.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" he asked, voice low.
"He's just leaving, Austin. Calm down." Ally said, glancing at him pointedly. Austin sighed, shaking his head, but he left the room anyway. Ally looked back at Dallas, who looked shocked and angry.
"Oh my God. I can't believe you, Ally." He muttered. She frowned in confusion.
"What?"
"Look, I know you were hurt, but really? My brother? That's low, Ally." He said. Ally finally understood what he was saying, and her eyes widened.
"Oh, you did not just accuse me of hooking up with Austin." She murmured. Dallas scoffed.
"Well, did you?"
"Of course not! What do you take me for? Some kind of slut?" she shouted. He rolled his eyes.
"I don't know, Ally. It seems to me like ever since we got here, you've changed. For the worse."
"Really? I'm the one that's changed? That's rich, considering that the Dallas I used to now would have never, ever even considered cheating on me!" she yelled. He frowned.
"And the Ally I used to know would have understood that it was a stupid mistake and gotten over it!"
"Yeah, you're right, she probably would have. But I'm not that girl anymore, Dallas. I'm smarter now. And there is no way in hell I am ever going to forgive you for what you did."
"Well then you're an idiot! I love you, Ally. I love you so much it hurts! And you love me too, I know you do!" he shouted, getting to his feet and advancing towards her. She held her ground, not wanting to show any signs of backing down. They stood nose to nose, breathing deeply.
"I am no idiot. I am a smart, independent young woman who does not need a stupid love-rat fiancé to be happy."
"Tell me you don't love me, Ally. Tell me that, and I'll leave you alone." He whispered.
"I can't tell you that, Dallas, because I do love you. That's why it hurt so much. And I'm not going to risk hurting myself like that again."
"I can change your mind." he whispered. She opened her moth to ask him how, but he cut her off by kissing her. She froze in surprise, and he took that as a sign for him to continue, which he did, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to him. She unfroze and found herself kissing back, because she loved him, and because it was normal, it was safe. Dallas was safe. At least, he was. Until he cheated on her. Until he broke her heart. She tasted saltwater and wondered why Dallas was crying, before realising that he wasn't. She was. And that was enough to make her push him away, gasping for breath.
"Don't ever do that again, Dallas. Next time, I slap you." She said lowly, wiping her face. He sighed.
"Please, Ally. I'm so, so sorry."
"I'm sorry too. Sorry that I ever thought you could be the guy for me. I never should have let myself fall in love with you. If I hadn't, I wouldn't be feeling like this right now. We're over, Dallas. Forever. And nothing you can say or do will change that."
"Fine. I guess I'll go then." He conceded, looking a little daze. She nodded.
"I think that would be best." She choked out through the tears. She watched him walk out of the room, listened as he jogged down the stairs. She winced slightly as the front door slammed shut a little too loudly, running out to the balcony to watch him drive off. She sighed, looking down, not knowing what to do. And then she saw her car. Well, not her car. The car she had rented. But still, it was hers until she went home to Miami, and she could do what she wanted with it.
Grabbing a jacket and her purse, she ran out of her room, down the stairs, out the front door and over to her car. Clambering in, she slammed to door and rummaged through her bag for the keys. She sighed in relief when she found them, starting the engine and pulling out of the driveway, heading in the direction that Austin had taken her the other night, when they had gone to that club. She sighed at the memory, of how relieved she was to see Dallas. So much had changed since then.
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After a few wrong turns and a stop at a gas station to fix her make-up, Ally made it to the club. She smiled in relief at the familiar neon sign, muttering under her breath.
"Green."
She transferred the money from her purse into her pocket and made her way to the front of the queue, where luckily it was the same bouncer that had been there last time. He recognised her and waved her inside. At first she was shy, finding a seat at the bar and avoiding eye contact.
"What can I do you for?" asked the bartender, eyeing her up and down a little suspiciously. She realised that she was only wearing a short black skirt and a white blouse with cherries on it.
"Anything with alcohol in it." She muttered. He smiled sympathetically.
"Bad day?"
"The worst."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"Maybe after a few drinks." She said flirtatiously. He laughed, winking at her.
"Well then this one's on the house."
"Thanks, but you don't have to do that. I'll pay." She protested, taking a few dollar bills out of her pocket. He shook his head.
"No pretty single woman like you should have to buy her own drink." He said. She smiled, deciding to go along with it. She'd never had anyone flirt with her before, after all. And so far, it was pretty cool.
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As it turned out, she didn't have to pay for any of her own drinks. There wasn't one moment when there wasn't a guy trying to flirt with her, or offering to buy her a drink. She started off with vodka and coke, moving on to cocktails on about her third drink. One guy even bought her shots, but after one she vowed never to drink a shot again.
One o'clock found her on the dance floor, grinding against some tall, stocky blonde guy who stank of beer and BO. The song changed, but she didn't notice. Eventually she stumbled back over to the bar, panting for breath, to take a drink of her latest drink. She didn't even know what it was, but she didn't care. It was alcohol, and that was all that mattered. She went to sit down but missed the seat, laughing as she tried, and failed, to get back to her feet.
She giggled loudly as a pair of hands wrapped around her arms and pulled her to her feet. She turned around, smiling goofily, to see her saviour. He was tall and lanky, freckled and ginger-haired.
"Hellooo herooo. Whatsss your name?" She slurred, making him wince at the stench.
"I'm Dez, and you're drunk." He muttered.
"Just a little." She said, making a pinching motion to show exactly how drunk she was. He laughed a little, guiding her towards the exit.
"Are you Ally, by any chance?"
"Oh my God, are you sick?"
"Huh?" he asked confused.
"You knew my name! You must be sick!" she gasped. He laughed, rolling his eyes.
"You mean psychic?"
"Yeah, sick!" she mumbled, fighting to keep her eyes open as he led her out into the quiet of the night.
"No, I'm not."
"Then how do you know my name?" she asked quietly, barely conscious.
"Austin told me your name. I'm helping him find you." He said. She smiled, drifting off.
"That was nice of him. Is he sick too?" she muttered. Dez chuckled softly, and that was the last thing she heard before falling into a deep sleep.
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She woke up to the feeling of someone running a hand through her hair softly. She smiled, rolling over on the bed to face him.
"Mmm, Dallas…" she muttered, nuzzling into his side. The hand stopped and she looked up, confused.
"Wrong brother, Ally." Austin said bitterly. She smiled hazily.
"Even better." She commented, still slurring slightly, but nowhere near as drunk as she was before. He smiled a little.
"I'm guessing you were drinking vodka, because your breath doesn't smell overly offensive." He commented dryly. She smiled a little sheepishly.
"Yeah…"
"I thought you didn't drink?"
"I don't usually, but Dallas pissed me off, and-"
"I heard that. I wasn't eavesdropping, but you guys were shouting pretty loud…"
"Oh God, who else was in the house?" she asked, horrified.
"No-one, luckily. And no-one is now. Everyone's out doing something or other."
"What time is it?" she asked.
"Three o'clock. Alice and Charlotte are at friend's houses, my parents had to go out to Grand Prairie to visit my Grandma who was just admitted to the hospital, and Dallas…well, he's not exactly coming back." He informed her. She sighed, snuggling closer to him.
"I'm glad we're alone." She muttered. He froze, but she could hear his heartbeat speed up from where her ear was pressed against his chest.
"W-why?" he asked cautiously, making her smirk. This was the first time that she had eve managed to make him nervous.
"Because, if we weren't, I wouldn't be able to do this…" she whispered. And then she kissed him.
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Ally groaned as her eyes fluttered open, burying her head in the pillow. Her head was pounding and she felt achy all over. She just wanted to go back to sleep. But there was a problem with that. She needed to pee. Like, desperately. Sighing, she pushed herself up push-up style. And nearly had a heart attack as s weight she hadn't noticed before dropped off her back and she realised that she was naked. Completely naked.
Eyes wide, she looked to one side. Her clothes were strewn across the floor beside the bed. Along with a very familiar pair of black skinny jeans. And she could just about see a glimpse of red peeking out from under the bed. Red that kind of resembled the colour of the shirt Austin had been wearing the night before.
Now in full-on freak out mode, she closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, realising that not only was her head banging and her entire body achy, there was a brand-new, unfamiliar pain, you know, down there…
Finally gathering up the courage to turn her head, she groaned loudly. On the pillow next to her, eyes closed and mouth slightly open, was Austin Moon. His eyelids fluttered at her groan but he didn't wake up. He did, however, move his arm back onto her back and pulled her closer to him, making her all-too-aware of the fact that she wasn't the only one without any clothes on.
Gasping at the way this revelation made her feel, she pulled away, clambering out of the bed and grabbing her clothes, accidentally kicking the nightstand. Austin jolted awake, sitting up in the bed, looking a little panicked. And then he saw Ally glance back at him, wide-eyed, and then dart across the room into the bathroom. He shook his head, unsure if he was dreaming or not, and then smirked at the image of naked Ally as she ran into the bathroom. And then he groaned as he remembered what had happened.
Ally had been drunk, and she had kissed him. And he had let her. He'd always prided himself on never taking advantage of a drunken girl before, and he planned to keep that up for the rest of his life, no matter what happened. But now he had broken that promise, and to make things even worse, he had taken advantage of Ally. The first girl he'd ever had any feelings for that went further than just lust.
"Congratulations, Austin. You've really gone and fucked this one up, haven't you." He chided himself.
Sighing, he climbed out of the bed and gathered his clothes, dressing quickly. He wanted to be out of the room before Ally came out, so that he didn't have to see the anger and hurt on her face. He knew it would be there. After all, he had taken advantage of her. She was going to hate him. This was the first time she'd ever been drunk, and he'd totally screwed her over.
Sighing, he made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he mixed some pancake mix.
Ally left the bathroom, relieved to see that Austin had gone, and glanced in the mirror. Her hair was a mess and, once again, her make-up was everywhere. She deliberated getting a shower, but she knew that she should go find Austin. It was the right thing to do.
She smiled softly as she walked into the kitchen as the smell of syrup and pancakes hit her. Austin glanced at her, instantly dropping what he was doing and stepping towards her.
"Ally, I am really, really sorry. I shouldn't have done that, you were drunk and I took advantage of you. You have no idea how sorry I am. I mean, that was your first time and you probably don't even remember it, I've totally ruined things, I am so sorry!. I told you I wouldn't give up but I swear, I wasn't planning any of this, and I-"
"If you say you're sorry one more time, I swear I am going to slap you." She cut him off. He shut his mouth, looking apologetic.
"Thank you. Look, Austin, I'm not mad. It was my fault as much as it was yours. And trust me, I do remember it. It took me a little while, but then everything came back. And I don't regret it, I promise. So don't be sorry. And don't beat yourself up about it." She reassured him. He frowned, still looking guilty.
"That's not the point. The point is, you were drunk and I took advantage of that."
"Austin," she stopped him, looking into his eyes, "I wasn't that drunk."
And then she kissed him again, and they both knew that everything was going to be okay.
Until Charlotte walked in, that is.
Hahaa, cliffhanger...sort-of. Not as bad as last week, though, right? Did you love it?
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