Sorry about that last update, I know you were all disappointed it wasn't part of the story. BUTTTT, this is part of the story! Next chapter! Yay!

Lol, thank you guys so much for all your support. Ya'll are amazing. =]

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And, also, I'm still dying inside from the episode on Sunday.

So yeah.

Here ya go. I'm done ranting now. Hope you enjoy. =]

Ally's POV

Wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy.

Ugh. No. I refuse to be told how to wake up in the morning. Where is this forsaken music coming from anyway? I checked around everywhere, until finally realizing the tones were coming from my phone.

When did I set that as my alarm?!

I definitely did not do that. Trish must've done it when I wasn't looking, because she knows I hate that song.

All I wanted to do was turn the music off, pull up my covers, and go back to bed.

But, then I saw the time.

It was already 12:37.

Awesome.

I have to be in the studio today at 3. We have to discuss legal terms with the duet and the tour coming up. And, Austin and I are doing our first big interview together, and after the interview, everyone in attendance will be joining us for a meet and greet party.

It should be fun I guess.

Finally unblurring my eyes, I noticed my phone blinking like crazy. Oh, twitter. I clicked on the app, realizing that I have gotten over 500 new notifications since I went to bed last night.

Sheesh. That's a lot.

Every tweet I was mentioned in fell into 3 categories. 1.) People saying they love me/want to meet me/ask me random questions. 2.) People asking if Austin and I are dating 3.) Telling me Austin and I are cute/terrible together.

Not gonna lie, most of the tweets fell into the latter two categories.

Why do people seriously think we're dating? After I dedicate one song to him, we take pictures together, go to the movies together, and tweet each other a couple of times, EVERYONE is convinced we're dating. Like...what even?

I decided to blame Austin for all of my problems. Before you go and sigh, thinking I'm gonna start up the insults/hate game again, go ahead and relax. I'm kidding. But, I will give him some grief about it.

" Austin_Moon This is all your fault!"

I ignored my sudden explosion of my notications tab and got up to get ready for the day. I blared some music, while I hurried into the shower, singing along to the song. After I had gotten out, gotten dressed, and folded my hair into a towel, I looked back on twitter.

237 New Notifications.

Sheesh.

I did however notice that Austin tweeted me back.

" Ally_Dawson Oh, you know you love it babe. ;) See you at the studio."

I started cracking up, wow. Austin sure is full of himself. But, I know he's just joking around.

Oh, wait. Crap. His joking around is just gonna make people think even more that we're dating.

As if on cue, my notifications kept coming and coming, until my computer screen literally froze. Like seriously. It froze. I had to turn it off and back on and everything.

But, when I did, I saw I had over 1000 notifications, all surrounding the two tweets we had just exchanged.

That's it. I hate twitter.

I turned away from my laptop, quickly and carefully closing the screen. I started to blow dry my hair, and then carefully curl and style it.

By the time I was finished, it was 2:15, so I headed out, picking up lunch on my way to the studio.

When I finally got there, I realized there were a lot more people surrounding the place than usual. Confused, I was led inside by someone I recognized from security. I was led past all of the screaming fans and flashing cameras, and finally led into the lounge separating Austin and I's dressing room.

The security guy didn't even say anything to me. So weird. What is going on?

I turned into the room to see Austin sitting on the couch, with an amused smile on his face.

"Hey there Dawson."

I wasn't really in the mood to kid around right now, so I said. "Austin, what is going on? Why are there so many people out there? Come on, One Direction already left!"

Oh right. They left last night, right after my concert, before I went to my signing. It was sad to see them go, especially Harry, since he's like a brother to me. But, they have a tour coming up too, and they need to be rehearsing, so I understand.

Austin just started cracking up. "Ally, they're here for us."

What? "Uh..why?"

"We're the new IT couple."

I swear if I had been drinking anything in that moment, it all would've been spat out onto him.

"Uh...no we're not."

Austin just laughed again. "Well, exactly. No one knows, so they're all here to get the scoop."

Ohhhhh. I guess that makes sense, but honestly, don't they have something more interesting to do than stand outside a building hoping to get some info out of us?

"All because of you."

"Woah...me?"

"Yes, you! You're the one that started all of this, with your posts on twitter."

I could tell he was clearly enjoying this. "Hey, hey, you tweeted too. Don't pin this all on me."

"But, you tweeted first." Mature, I know.

Austin just continued to laugh. "Ally, it will all blow over soon. We can just sort it out during the interview today."

He leaned back on the couch, grabbing a magazine sitting on the small coffee table in front of the couch. I guess he's right, I hadn't even thought of that. But, it was a good idea, that's for sure.

We basically just sat there for a while, not talking, but definitely, I'd say at least, enjoying one another's company. For once, it wasn't awkward, or weird, and I didn't feel threatened, by being in the same room as him and sitting so close to him. It was nice really.

We weren't even talking, but I could tell this was progress, and we were actually on the road to being friends, like we said we would be.

Eventually, all of our management came to get us, and we were led to a huge meeting room. We were sat down, and both of us seemed shocked.

"Do they usually bring in this many people for your meetings?"

"Nope, you?"

"Nope."

"Good, just checking."

There were A LOT of people in this meeting room. Sheesh, I thought we were just going over some tour details.

"Austin, what is going on?"

I guess he could see the confusion and worry etched in my face, because he grabbed my hand, giving it a squeeze, before quickly letting go. "I'm sure its nothing. It'll be fine."

I was just glad they had sat us down next to each other. I didn't know many of the people in this room. I mean, I knew my manager, and a few of the upper level management for my label, and then that was it. So, it was comforting to be sitting so close to Austin right then.

"Okay." A guy had stood up, and actually went up on a small stage, where a desk stood, with a microphone, and sat down. "Thank you all for coming in today. First, let's go over some tour details."

We weren't really needed for this at all. In fact, Austin and I started chatting to each other about the movie we saw last night, since we both loved it, and we were discussing just how much of an impact the music of the movie had on the movie in general when everyone was quiet.

We looked up then, and saw everyone looking down at us.

"Um..what?"

Some of them laughed, others sighed. "We were discussing your current situation."

Our current situation? I looked to Austin, to see if he was getting any of this, but he had the same look of confusion on his face. Okay, what is going on?

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we're talking about how half of the nation now believe the two of you are dating."

Oh. Right. That.

I looked at Austin, and could see that he had turned a shade redder on his face.

He spoke up. "Sir, this is all just a misunderstanding."

"Yeah," I interjected. "We're not dating."

They all looked around, and I could see some of them whispering to each other.

After a few minutes, I started to get worried. What are they doing right now?

"Okay. Well, here's the deal. Like I said, you guys have been getting a lot of publicity from this. Now that I know its not true, we have a few options."

"Okay..."

"Well, we can go ahead and give the press a statement, saying you guys are in fact not together. Or, we can not say anything, and continue to leave them wondering."

"Keep em guessing."

Austin faced me, and he whispered down so only I could hear. "What do you think Ally?"

"I'm not sure. What about you?"

He looked around the room, eyes falling on the guy on stage. The man on stage saw him and said, "If I were you guys, I'd choose the latter suggestion because of the publicity it will bring. It won't have to be forever, and you guys don't have to change anything. Just don't come out and say you aren't together. It will help with the tour and the duet."

Austin's eyes found mine again. I knew he was waiting for what I thought before he would answer. I decided it really couldn't hurt. I whispered to him. "Oh, let's just do it. You know that's what they want anyway."

Austin turned and said to the man that we agreed to not verify whether we were or were not dating to the press. They thanked us and ended the meeting. Austin and I just sat there for a while, kind of dumbfounded.

"I'm really sorry Ally."

"What for?"

What could he possibly be apologizing for? Nothing has even really happened.

"You were right. This is all my fault."

"Austin, I was kidding."

"No, I got us into this situation."

He looked so upset, and I felt so out of place. I wanted to somehow show him it was alright, that we'd get through it. I didn't really know what to do though.

So, I grabbed his hand, ignoring the weird, tingly feeling that shot up my arm. He immediately closed his hand around mine. "It's alright. It won't be that bad. Besides, we're doing a duet together, people would be wondering if we're dating anyway."

I hadn't let go of his hand yet, and he hadn't loosened his grip either. It was nice, soothing. It helped calm my nerves, and fears about what was hiding in the future.

"I suppose you're right. Right when we start to be friends, THIS happens."

I gave him a small smile, still holding his hand, and he returned the grin. At that moment, my manager walked in the room shouting at us to get ready for the interview and party, and I reflexively pulled my hand out of Austin's. I saw that my manager had seen it, and gave me an inquiring look, extremely confused, but I just shook my head as I walked past her.

However, she didn't let me get away that quickly. She grabbed my arm, saying, "Austin, you go ahead. I just need a word with Ally."

Austin gave me a look, wondering if he should really go on without me, and I gave him a small nod. He walked away then, leaving me to face my manager.

"What was that?"

I feigned innocence. "What are you talking about?"

"Are you and Austin actually dating?"

"What! No!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes!"

"Then why were you two just holding hands?"

"Oh my god! We were just talking, not a big deal. We're just friends, I promise."

She looked at me, and I could just tell she wasn't extremely convinced. "Whatever you say."

"Uh...I gotta go."

"Yeah, you do. You need to hurry actually. I had the stylist lay some clothes out for you in your dressing room. Change quickly, and then you and Austin need to meet me in room 213A for the interview. Okay? K. Go."

I quickly walked back to my dressing room, but my mind was nowhere near me. In fact, I nearly ran into two walls on my walk there.

I just couldn't stop thinking about what we had just agreed to. I wonder how this will turn out...

And hopefully, it won't affect Austin and I's new friendship.