im so sorry i havent updated! its just...im never in the mood. i got obsessed with Castle (tv show) and then hanging out, and then reading the Infernal Devices, and the shore, and New York, and...just stuff. so. i will try to update more, and probably a new chapter soon, cause this is really short...but if youre reading this, then thanks for still sticking around :)

Austin's Bedroom

"And I was just going over there to ask her out," Austin scoffed.

"Oh, come on, dude. You and me both know that you were never gonna get the guts to ask her right there and then," Dez replied between bites of his lo mein. Dez ordered a chockful of pancakes and Chinese food as soon as he heard his best friend's depressed voice on the phone and rushed to Austin's house as fast as was possible. Seeing Austin's look, he added, "Well, it's true. I can imagine it now – it'll be just like Winter's Warmest Heart, or like any other classic love story. Like when Wilma and Henry had been friends since childhood and not until Wilma's cryin' does Henry kiss her. See, he had been hiding his feelings for so long, just the sight of his best friend crying just let it all out. Or when in The Final Rose Dean kisses Darla after they have their worst fight yet. Or in Full of Love when Garret's last family member dies and Scarlet dives in to kiss h – "

"I got it. So?"

"Well, I think that's how it will be with you and Ally. You guys will get in a heated argument, or something, and BAM!" Dez shouted suddenly. Austin jumped, just a little. "Intense kiss," Dez finished.

"Uh-huh…"

"Don't believe me? Let's put a bet on it: you have to pants yourself in the middle of the mall if it does happen," the redhead wagered.

The rock star groaned and flopped onto his bed. Couldn't his best friend be serious? Just once? "Whatever, Dez," Austin mumbled into his pillow.

Trish's Bedroom

"And that's when I called my Dad and asked to get off early, and sleep over at your house…oh, by the way – you don't mind right?" Ally quickly asked. "And your parents…I didn't even ask!"

"Ally, you're practically family," Trish smiled. "And you're their most well-behaved child. Wait – scratch that – you're their only well-behaved child."

Ally laughed. "I'm touched, but I'm afraid there isn't any competition," she smirked.

Trish mockingly gasped in fake distress. "I'm hurt!" Grabbing her kung pow chicken, she shrugged. "Besides, I could behave if I wanted to."

Ally stared at her best friend in mock-disbelief. Trish looked up and took it seriously. "Okay, fine, it would be hard. Maybe impossible," she said truthfully, stuffing a piece of chicken in her mouth.

"Trish, you could be better well-behaved than me without breaking a sweat," Ally smiled with utmost confidence.

"Oh, Ally. You know that only happens when mama needs some cash," Trish chuckled.

Ally rolled her eyes and dug into her fried rice.

Austin's Bedroom

"You know, I miss when you could tell Ally about your love life," Dez sighed.

"Throw me a fortune cookie," Austin said, ignoring him.

Dez tossed him one. "Hey, maybe your fortune can tell you what to do," he joked.

Austin cracked it open and read his fortune. "Look beside you and your best friend will be there."

"Well, it's not wrong. Here, open the other one," Dez said, eagerly tossing him the last one.

"Dez." The cookie hit Austin's nose, but he ignored it. The lanky redhead stifled a laugh. "Dez. We will not go around, believing in fortune cookies, okay?" He looked blankly at him. "Okay?" Austin repeated. Dez nodded slowly.

Austin opened the plastic and grabbed the cookie. Cracking it open, he looked at his fortune. "Huh."

"What? Whatisit?" Dez leaned forward.

"Go for it."

"Go for what?"

"Just…it. See?" Austin held out the little rectangle of paper out to Dez. Dez got up and took it.

He scrutinized the paper for what felt like forever. Finally, Austin asked, "What?"

His goofy friend looked him straight in the eye, seriousness written all over his face, jokes aside. "We need more fortune cookies."

Trish's Bedroom

"Hey! I gotta get some extra cash some way. Or do you want me to rob the nice citizens of Miami?"

"You aweddy moo. You wob mem ov meir matienp!" Ally joked through the fried rice and vegetables swimming in her mouth. Trish looked at her funny. Ally chewed a little longer, all the while holding up one finger. She swallowed. "I said, 'You already do. You rob them of their patience!'"

"Congratulations, Ally. Your one good comeback and you somehow managed to make it cute."

"Darn it!"

Trish laughed. "So, how much more drama do you think your life can throw at you some more?"

"I don't do it on purpose, you know. It just happens," Ally said sadly, pulling up her legs to hug.

"I know. But you handle stuff like this really good."

"Well," Ally corrected automatically.

Trish gave her a look. "Whatever. But you are one of the most nondramatic people I know. Things just…happen to you. For no apparent reason," the short girl added, spreading out her hands.

Ally collapsed onto Trish's bed so she was lying down. Trish copied her. "So the world's out to get me?"

Ally's best friend turned her head to look at her. "Pretty much, yeah."

Austin's Bedroom

"Dez, remember what I said? About how stupid fortune cookies are?"

Dez, not seeming to hear him, felt for his cell phone and took it out.

"Dez, are you listening to me?"

He started dialing Chee's.

"I'm serious, dude! This is bad for you!"

He then backspaced everything he had dialed, because Chee's was on speed dial. Duh.

"Dez! Stop it!"

"Hello? Hey Chee. I was ju – oof!"

Austin tackled him. He rolled off of him and batted away his cell phone. Dez looked dazed. "Hey, you all right, man?"

"Yeah. Thanks for that."

"Anytime."

The two boys stared up at the white ceiling hanging up above them.

Trish's Bedroom

"Hey, you girls all right in here?" Mrs. Della Rosa asked, just popping in.

"Mom! What'd I say about knocking?!" Trish yelled, getting up. Ally sat up too.

"Whoops. Sorry, honey," her mother said, sounding very unapologetic. "Are you hungry, Ally? Do you need some blankets?"

"Oh, no I'm fine, Mrs. Della Rosa. But thank you! And thanks again for letting me st – "

"Ally, honey, it's fine – really! You need to learn: I would rather have you here than those other ones," she said, lowering her voice and putting a hand to the side of her mouth, as if to shield the rest of the room from hearing her. Ally giggled, making the older Latina smile.

"Mom. Right here," Trish, one of "those other ones" deadpanned.

"Whoops," she smiled. And then she was gone.

"I'm starting to think 'whoops' doesn't really mean whoops," Ally thought out loud.

"Yeah," Trish muttered, "me too." And they both collapsed onto bed again.

Austin's Bedroom

"You promise you're gonna listen to me?"

"I already pinkie promised! What else do you want me to do?"

Austin gave his best friend a weary look and started. "I figured out what I'm going to do on the way over from the mall to here."

"What's that?"

"I'm gonna apologize to Keira and ask for her back."

Trish's Bedroom

Ally turned to Trish so that she was lying on her side. "What do you think about Mark?"

"He's a lying weasel that just wants to – "

"Trish."

"Without bias?!" Ally gave her a look. "From me?!" Ally's eyes were even. "That's almost impossible!"

"Just delve into your calmer, logical, character analysis side."

"Fine," the spicy girl sighed. "Well…he has flaws." Ally fake-coughed. "Okay, okay. But I think he was actually sincere about everything. Judging from your narration," she added. "You could've just been imagining things that you wanted to see in him. Which raises the question: do you still like him?"

Ally opened her mouth to answer, but was blocked off by the mess of black curls beside her. "Which would mean that you like three boys at the same time. Consequently, you can't like them all the same. One of them, at least, would have to be even a tiny bit insubstantial compared to the other two. Which could be any of them, taking Austin out of the question."

Before Ally could ask why, Trish just kept blowing through. "And that would leave the two that you actually have history with. Does that mean that you only like them because of your past infatuations with them, triggering feelings that were for them when they were different than they are now? Which means that you don't actually like them like you think you do. So buh-bye to Mark. There you go – you don't actually like him.

"Huh?"

"Think about it – "

"No. I know I do not like Mark! And I said so too. Why'd you have to prove it? And for curiosity's sake…why not Elliot?"

"Because usually people don't really know how they feel. They either think that they do, or they lie to themselves, consciously or unconsciously. And it can't be Elliot because even though he is different, he still is Elliot, no new person there. He's pretty much the same. And if anything, if you didn't like him before, you would definitely like him now. I mean, who can't be attracted to that?"

"Okay. Then why did you count Austin out when you were comparing the three?"

"Cause I know you like him a lot."

Ally blushed. "What about Elliot?"

"I'd have to see you two together more. What's kind of frustrating is the abnormally of all of these personalities. You see, you and Elliot have alike personalities, but not too alike, so you guys would be a great couple. Nothing wrong there. Then there's the problem – Austin. You and him are – "

"You and he," Ally corrected.

"Gonna keep interrupting me?"

"I only did it – "

"See! There you go again. Where was I? Right. You and Austin? Opposites. You fight and don't always understand each other…but you guys work. Somehow. I guess it's that opposites attract kinda thing. But if you both didn't share one great love – music – then you probably would've regarded him as…a bad boy, in a way. You know, without knowing him, and compared to Elliot."

"I see what you're saying, but still. Trying to imagine Austin as a bad boy is hard to imagine. Yeah, he breaks things…lots of things, and likes to break the rules, and tends to – ," Ally cut herself off. "I see your point," she said sheepishly.

Austin's Bedroom

"What? Ally's perfect for you!" Dez cried, standing up.

"But Dez!" Austin pleaded from the blue carpet of his room.

"Don't 'but Dez' me!" the redhead harrumphed. He turned away dramatically.

"Dez, Ally obviously has none of the feelings I have for her. I might as well try to get over it," the blond boy reasoned.

"You don't know thaaat!"

"Dez, she kissed her lying, cheating ex-boyfriend rather than saying she has feelings for me. I mean, if she had any feelings for me, she would have said it by now." Austin furrowed his brows and tried to believe it.

"Cough, cough, Mr. Hypocrite. What about you?" Dez implored, looking into his best friend's face.

This time Austin turned away. "Whatever, Dez. She doesn't like me and that's that. I don't know what you want me to do."

"But you and Ally are meant for each other!"

"Dez, this isn't one of your romance movies," Austin sighed, staring up at the ceiling of his room. His rough guitar hands were folded under his head. His face was downcast and vulnerable and horrible. Austin didn't look like himself at all, and that was scaring his red-headed best friend. "I…I really didn't know how much I like Ally until I saw her making out with…" Austin's face contorted into an ugly scowl, "well, him." He sighed. "And I realized, well, I like her more than I thought. A lot more." His face slowly changed into a pained countenance. "So, if I still want to be friends with Ally – and of course I do – and if we're still gonna be partners, then I have to get over her in order to still be around her. And plus, me and Kiera have so much more in common. We're a much better match. I mean, Kiera's much better for me than Ally."

Dez looked a long time at the wounded boy on the floor. "Well, then. Guess you're also gonna hafta call Kiera," he said, handing him his phone.

The rest of the night before they went to sleep, Austin kept talking about how Kiera could light up a room, how she and Austin were so alike. How she was a much better choice than Ally. But as Dez listened to all his rambling, he couldn't help but feel like Austin wasn't only trying to convince Dez, but himself.

ooooooooohhhh schnap! haha well ill add somethin soon! love you guys! :) ...and just sayin, its beautiful outside...so go outside. or maybe try to go one day without going on the internet at least. just somethin to think about...

but thanks for reading my story and did you guys read the spoilers for the season finale of austin and ally?! hehehe im excited!