DISCLAIMER: I do not own Austin and Ally or any named brand being used in this story.
October.
October thirty-first.
Halloween.
The day people dress up in random outfits and won't be judged, get free candy, have a reason to dress up like a complete slut, and it's the one day of the year where you could put a dead body on your porch and no one would know. It's also the time for parties and haunted houses. Haunted parties even! Anyway the group was going shopping for this upcoming event, well they could if Dez would hurry up and lock up.
"Dez hurry up, Trish and King have already sent me death threats!" Austin screamed towards frantic ginger.
"What about Ally?"
"She hasn't said anything which makes me scared." His eyes widened and he ran to the car.
"Shit! Drive man!"
"I'm going to slap them both when I see them." Trish slammed a beer mug under the counter and continued to dry another.
"Ally should go outside and cry and say someone tried to fondle her boobs and it wouldn't have happened if he was on time."
"I'm not going to do that." Ally laughed bitterly at his comment.
"You never let us have fun." Trish pouted.
"How is making Austin have a panic attack fun?"
"It's not." Trish and King held their heads down while Ally laughed at them.
"Besides he just texted me saying he was out side." She took off her hat got her stuff and walked to the exit.
"About time." Trish and King took off her their hats too and followed after her.
"sei in ritardo fottuto idiota" Ally glared at him through the rear view mirror.
"Stop yelling at me in Italian, I know your cussing me out." Austin returned her glare while the others of the group got in the car.
"You tell me as if I'm going to listen to you."
"It would be nice if you would for once."
"You guys stop it, you know Dez hates it when you guys fuss he's already hugging his knees." King groaned from the back seat.
"We're like a fucked up family. We've got the African American, the Latina, the part Italian, the Canadian, then the Caucasian." Trish shook her head in shame.
"Hey I have some Irish in me." Austin defended himself.
Dez turned to him and placed his hand on his shoulder. "No one cares."
"No surprise all of the black cats, nurses, and female cop costumes are already gone, this town is filled with heathens." They walked into the costume store and looked at the gap between the bumble bee and lady bug costumes.
"Ally you should be a lady big for halloween." Dez ran over to the rack and shook the custom violently.
"Yeah you should! It's conservative and you'll look adorable." Austin smiled down at her.
"I'm going to be a dark fairy I have everything picked out," She pinched his cheeks. "And don't worry the dress isn't that short."
"How short is it?" He narrowed his eyes at her.
"Only above the knee." She batted her eyes innocently and ran towards the back of the store.
"If it makes you feel better my dress is long." Trish smiled up at the frustrated blonde.
"Can I still say, last seen in a little black dress watch out for those eyes 'cause she's armed and dangerous?" Austin glared at King who held his hands up in defense.
"Don't be mad at me, I'm not the one wearing a dress that shows her curves."
"You really aren't helping." Dez shook his head in disapprovingly at his friends.
"Let's just look for our customs." Austin sighed and walked to the back hoping he wouldn't have to punch someone else tomorrow.
"Austin you have to smile!" Ally yelled for at least the tenth time since they left the store.
"I don't have to do anything."
"That's it!" She took a couple steps back before running towards him and jumping on his back. He grabbed her legs trying his best keep his balanced.
"Ally what the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Stop being grumpy you're killing everyone's mood and your parents don't like it when you mope." She yanked his collar around violently.
"Ok I'm smiling!" He tried his best to hide his laughter.
"I know I ship the both of you together but I will slap you both right now if you do another thing for a relationship goal post." Kingsley glared at them.
"You know all this fucking sass we have in this damn group is suffocating." Dez grumbled as he stomped to the car.
"Well that took a turn of events."
Austin's POV
"Mike I will slap you with this fake cleaver if you don't get me that box in the attic!" I unlocked the door to my parents house and we walked into the living room where my mom was currently yelling at my dad.
"Why can't you get it?"
"I will if you want to sleep on the couch tonight."
"You never did love me did you?"
"Yeah I never did love you that's why I let you stick your-"
"Alright guys!" I yelled before my mom could say anything else.
"Oh, hi guys." My mom smiled at all of us.
"The fact that she's being so nonchalant about this." Ally laughed.
"Now that you're here we get this decorating started." My mom clapped her hands together and started to pull random items from the boxes. "Tall people with Mike, Trish and Ally come with me." We followed my dad while the girls stayed inside.
"Austin you go hang the skeletons, Dez you put the gravestones and the zombies coming from the ground on the yard, Kingsley you put the grim reaper and the fake blood on the lawn and the blood on the house-"
"Are you sure it's fake blood?" King cut him off.
"Yes you won't get Ebola."
"This is not a game Mike that thing is spreading and I do not want to get hit." My dad looked at him for a few second then shook his head and went back to what he was saying.
"And I'll put up the spiders and cobwebs." We broke apart and started working until we heard loud booms coming from the house.
We stopped and looked at each other in confusion until the upstairs window opened to reveal a cat ear and whisker wearing Ally singing Michael Jackson's 'Thriller'.
"Cause this thriller! Thriller night!"
"She found the CDs!" Trish yelled over the music.
"And a cat costume?!" I yelled back.
"You're upset because I'm adorable." I couldn't argue with that.
Third person POV
"You fucking idiot why would you go in the attic by yourself?!" King threw his hands around as the character took another step down the stairs.
"Don't open the door you were going to be prom queen!" Dez cried and hugged his legs tighter.
She reached the last step and turned the knob slowly. Once it was opened she walked into the dark room. Her flashlight flickered off letting the only light source be the moon shining through the window. Everything was silent until the door slammed behind her and something began to moan. The moaning stopped and the room became silent once again but that only lasted a second until her frill screams rang through the room and the sound of flesh being torn apart.
"Ok after that I'm sleeping here tonight." Trish shoved herself even further between Dez and King.
"Ally I'm trying to hide behind you quit putting your head behind my back!" Austin whisper yelled towards her. She hugged his torso and mumbled something .
"Is she sleeping?" Trish removed Dez and King's hands from her face.
"Nothing but sweet dreams." Austin smiled down at her, brought her closer to him and kissed her forehead.
Only if he knew what was really going on in her dream.
Because nothing about it was sweet.
October is my month. You don't understand how much I love October. My birthday is October 26th, I share my birth week with my Bestfriend Maddie and so many other friends. My granny's birthday is in October and she beat breast cancer which is also celebrated this month. And last but not least HALLOWEEN. I love halloween probably more than the average person so you all will be having halloween themed chapters probably. Anyway sorry for not updating I took the PSAT and had a little break down about if I would make it in life so...yeah... But pickles are friends and food. Until next time :)
