Not a Love Song-Or Is It?

21-Home

Dallas paced the Sonic Boom for any idea to stop Austin from returning. Then he heard Ally playing the piano from the studio upstairs. The idea dawned on him.

"If Ally is locked in then that gives me enough time to find Austin and take back his voice and make sure he never returns," he said to himself, confident that no one overheard him.

Little did he know that Dez was hiding behind the counter overhearing everything.

Dez fumbled for the walkie-talkie, trying not to mess this up. Ally was counting on him to get to the bottom of this. The way Dallas had treated her the other day; he was determined to make sure nothing like that ever happened again.

The walkie-talkie buzzed as he connected with Ally. "Agent Zalien to HQ, repeat, Agent Zalien to HQ, over," he whispered.

Ally's voice crackled over the line. "Dez! What have I said about that?" she whisper-shouted.

"Sorry, impulse," he apologized.

"So, any news on the Dallas front?"

"There is a warm front moving in, repeat, warm front moving in. Ally, remember to say over, over."

Dez could practically hear Ally rolling her eyes. "Well, what is it?" Dez sighed. Ally sighed, "Over."

Dez cracked a smile before he spilled some of the info. "He's planning to lock you in the studio and Austin is returning and—" the rest of the sentence was drowned out by Ally's distant scream.

"AUSTIN"S COMING BACK?" she shouted.

"Ally, shh, shh. He's still here," he whispered sternly. He peeked over the counter very discreetly to see if Dallas noticed anything. Dallas did a quick glance in Dez's direction but had returned to his scheming. Dez let out a deep breath.

"But," Dallas said, a little louder than normal. "The only problem I have now is that it seems that the spell I had on Ally has worn off."

Dez had almost missed that important piece of information. He had trouble with the walkie-talkie again since he was rushing to connect with Ally. "Ally, Ally, Ally! He had you in a trance!" he said in a spur. Ally was quiet for so long he wasn't sure if she heard him.

"Get up here now! Dez! Now!" she whispered gravely. Dez nodded and hurriedly exited his hiding spot and snuck up the stairs, hoping that Dallas hadn't seen him.

"Here's the cliff I was looking for," I said aloud. I had never talked to myself this much my whole life but it was such a special feeling to have my voice back that I felt like I had to use it. "Life is so better now, just one, no, two things missing now."

I cleared my throat, ready to do something I had wished I could've been doing this whole time.

Another summer day
Is come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Just wanna go home
I miss you, you know

And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
I'm fine baby, how are you?
Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another airplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
I've got to go home

Let me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And it feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Let me go home
I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
Let me go home
It'll all be all right
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home

I pulled the love letter I had written for Ally from my pocket and opened the folded piece of paper that was torn from a coloring book.

Ally,

I know you're probably mad at me for this whole Madeline thing but it's not true, I swear!

You also probably think I'm just a piece of dust compared to that perfect Dallas of yours.

But, Ally, as you read this note, I want you to know something that I will not able to tell you in person.

Ally Marie Dawson, I love you. I love you more than Dallas could probably ever can.

You may never have noticed it, but I've always loved you, since we had first met when I had stolen your song. Heck, I only stole so you could notice me!

But I didn't truly realize that I loved you until you had written that song "Heartbreaker".

It all went down from there.

I hope you take this note as a thing to remember me by, since I will never be returning back to Miami.

But, there is that saying, um, "If you love something, set it free, but if it comes back, it's yours to keep."

I'll be waiting here for you to come back Allyson Dawson.

Austin

I let the paper slip from my fingers into the sea breeze from the ocean below.

"There's just one thing left to do." I looked down the cliff that would've been my death memorial a few days before and smiled. Everything was going to be alright after all.

Author's Note: And there goes Chapter 21! Eek! So excited to be writing the next chapter! :D I don't own the song "Home" by Celtic Thunder (and Blake Shelton and Michael Buble) but I do own the little love letter. When will Ally accidently find it? :3 Next chapter is another song chapter called "Hard to Say I'm Sorry". Another Celtic Thunder song. :) I love that band. Okay, enough of that, got another chapter to type!