Hello, people! What's happening? Bad grade, new date, other drama, stuff that's going through your mind right now?

I know this is a LATE update, but I've been swamped with school work, and the whole fiasco on FanFiction, I don't know if all you guys knew about that.

Anyways, I was a little busy. I'm finally getting better from my sickness that landed me in a hospital one year ago exactly.

Have you embarrassed yourself in front of the class? Because I did Monday…

Hey, it wasn't my fault! It was just the way I was raised! I thought it was a bad word, but, apparently, it wasn't! They even teach it to you in Sex ED class!

Anyways, let's get on with the story…

That's nearly over with…

Hey, speaking of, WE GOT THIS STORY ON THE SECOND PAGE OF MOST REVIEWS ON THE WHOLE AUSTIN AND ALLY ARCHIVE! THANKS SO MUCH!

New goal? Let's try to get to the first page.

Come on, you guys can do it!

I bet, if I close my eyes, and wish for a review, one will show up in my email!

*Closes eyes*

I wish for a review!

*Opens eyes*

OMG

Nope. Never mind. False alarm. Just something from Body Central.

Seriously, I've only been there once and I get emails, like, every two days.

Oh, and by the way, there was a sixth grader (Guest) that was saying that she was a sixth grader and she knew the difference between homo sapiens and homosexuals, but I just have to ask her/you one question: is the majority of sixth graders smart like you, or are they little punks? Plus, I wasn't referring to that person/you specifically.

At my old middle school, most of them are just a bunch of spoiled brats. Barely any of them have a brain that's actually inside their head.

Well, except for when I was there. I had friends that actually could think before speaking!

Also, a guest reviewed asking how Ally thought that she was fat, even though she was dying from lack of nutrients. Well, when someone's been made fun of and the bullies call her fat, she believes them. She thinks that her body's so big, it needs more nutrients than the average. But, since she's anorexic, it makes me wanna kick those people's asses even more.

LET'S GET STARTED!

Austin

I knocked on Ally's front door, backpack slung over my shoulder carelessly. It was a Saturday morning, so textbooks and binders weren't in place in this bag. Instead, it was my MacBook Pro, its charger, and some snacks.

Opening the door, looking as beautiful as ever, stood a now healthy Alison Marie Dawson.

She had a radiant glow that was complimented by the sparkle that was present in her brown eyes. They used to be so dull, but, now, they're full of life.

Her hair was no longer stringy, in fact, it had a beautiful curl to it. It even came up to just above her waist. Recently, she got caramel tips, which gained her a massive load of compliments from her new friends that she's made this year.

Today was the first weekend of Senior year. I had promised to chat via webcam with Niall, just like I had done once every few weeks. He's seen the pictures that I've taken with Ally, but he hasn't heard her voice other when I would put her on speakerphone.

He's missed her, and I don't blame him one bit. He's so happy for Ally's and my relationship, and he sings childish lullabies about how we're gonna get married.

It's stupid, but I think he just might be right.

No, no. I haven't gotten the ring, and I don't think I will until college is almost over. I want the time to be right, and I don't want her to be worrying about too many things at once.

She's nearly gotten over her Gassy thingy―or whatever it's called. She still takes the medication, but she can eat most of the foods everyone else eats; she just has to be careful.

"Hey, Babe," she said, standing up on her tiptoes and pecking my lips. She came back down with a smile on her face.

Right now, she was wearing a fuchsia and tan cardigan/drape on top of a cream tank. She was wearing her flare jeans, which were slightly baggy, and her black toms.

Since Joyce moved in with them, they've had extra money to buy stuff that they haven't had the privilege to before. Ally now has a more modern phone, and Alex just got his first iPod Nano.

Yeah, you can imagine how much happier they've been.

Ally's gotten so much stronger since last year. She's much more outgoing, funny, more open with her intelligence, and kind to someone, even if she hates them.

I never thought that I would be lucky enough to have someone as amazing as her.

After hugging Ally tightly, I walked in and set the backpack on their red sofa, plopping down next to my bag. "So, are you ready?" I asked her.

Ally followed suit, knowing what was going to happen. She took the cover off of the electrical outlet, no thanks to the nails she's bitten off, and set it on their coffee table.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she replied, smiling lightly and sitting down close to me. I slumped forward, setting the laptop that I just took out of its case on the table and turning it on.

I looked over at Ally momentarily, being able to perfectly visualize the wheels turn in her head just by reading her expression.

She didn't even notice that I was staring at her until I said, "and what are you thinking about?" Her head snapped towards me, then the blood started rushing towards her head.

"Shut up," she mumbled, clearly embarrassed.

"So, what were you thinking about?" The laptop turned on completely and I began to log in, password being muscle-memorized. I kept watching Ally intently as I typed it in.

Just as she began to answer, her eyes flickered towards my hands and saw that they were typing while I was looking at her.

"How do you do that?" She questioned, dumbfounded. "The only word I can type in without looking is 'house'." I smirked lightly, trying my best to not laugh, even if it was just a little slip of the tongue.

Once my side on the computer loaded completely, I clicked on the Skype icon and watched it bounce slightly. When the names came up, I clicked on Niall's and began to wait patiently.

Straightening up, I wrapped an arm tightly around Ally and pulled her closer to me, nearly causing her to fall on my lap.

Laughing, she said, "Whoa, there, tiger." She gripped my shoulders for support and steadied herself.

Slowly, my head pivoted over to face hers, which was now resting soundly on my collarbone. I took my free hand―the one that wasn't attached to the arm that was wrapped around my Ally―and tilted her chin up softly, using two of my fingers.

She looked up, and gave me those big, doe eyes of hers, and I couldn't help myself. I had to lean in and capture my lips with hers.

And that's what I did.

It was a slow, sensual kiss that made me want to forget about everything else in the world and focus on only her. Our eyes closed with content as we began to savior every second. It was almost as if this is the reason that the world hasn't burned in flames.

She kissed back, her hands traveling to the nape of my neck and starting to play with the hairs that stood up from the goosebumps. She tilted her head to the left and sat up a bit more, wanting more access.

Which, of course, I gave her.

Our noses bumped against each other and our need for air came to us, but neither one of us wanted to break the lip-on-lip contact. My arm―that was wrapped around her―travelled to her curvy waist, my hand finding its way to her hip.

"Whoa, hey! You know, you don't have to rub it in!" A voice came from my laptop.

I opened my eyes reluctantly, but happily, and broke away from the kiss, turning to look at the brightly-lit screen.

And it showed a blond, Irish teenager that was covering his eyes playfully.

I rolled my eyes and moved my position that I had before I kissed Ally: my arm wrapped around her shoulder. Her hands then wrapped around my waist.

"Hey, Niall," I said, smiling, "I thought I'd just give you a sneak peak at what a PG-13 movie is like. You know, since the workers at the cinema aren't convinced that you're old enough to see one."

Niall scoffed. "You obviously haven't got enough oxygen. That was a lame-ass insult." In the background, Niall was probably in his room, on his bed. He looked like he was laying down on his stomach, judging by how his neck was craned to face the camera.

I laughed and kissed Ally's cheek, causing her to be moved slightly from the force behind the peck.

"Hi, Niall," Ally greeted, dragging the words slightly. She began to blush lightly, making it look like she had on a natural blush.

Niall waved and replied, "hi!" Suddenly, we all heard a crunchy sound. Ally's and my eyebrows were the only ones that were raised. Then, Niall pulled out a bag of chips and began eating them.

"So," he said, mouth full of chewed-up food, "how've you been, Ally?"

"I've been doing great," she answered, pecking my cheek once more, "and it's all 'cause of this boy, right here." I smiled cheekily and rolled my eyes.

Niall smiled and complimented, "well, you look amazing, Alls." Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat.

Oh, he better not be thinking about my girl like that.

Relax, it was probably just something to boost her spirit, you know, since you took hers down in the first place?

Well, she's alive and doing well now, isn't that what matters?

If you truly loved her, then you wouldn't have hurt her in the first place.

But the next thought that I heard in my mind wasn't my own.

Why did he have to hurt me? The voice belonged to Ally.

Why…why did I have to hurt her? Why did I have to put her through so much, yet she still forgave me. She's too selfless―that's the problem. She thinks that everyone deserves another chance, no matter what they've done.

I don't deserve a second chance. I hurt her so much, it nearly killed her, in all ways, shapes, and forms. She shouldn't have given me a second chance. She should scream at me, throw something at me, hit me, even. Yet, she still gives me her attention when I want it. She still kisses me when I lean in, and she still smiles wide when I crack an awful joke.

"You there, lad?" Someone said.

My head snapped up, where as I had been looking at my hand, which was interlocked with Ally's.

"Um, uh…y-ye-yeah," I choked out.

I looked at her and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, causing her to bend backwards a tad bit. I retaliated quickly, seeing how Ally gave me a quick flicker of confusion. I had to do something to reassure her of some sort.

"You know, if this is all you guys are gonna do, then I might as well leave."

Ally and I both blushed, our eyes trailed towards the ground, then back to the laptop screen.

"Sorry," Ally apologized. She shook off my hand and placed it onto her lap, joining it with her other hand. My expression changed to sadness, then I did my best to put on a fake smile and act as though nothing ever happened.

Funny, I never thought that I'd be the one to do that.

Niall smiled, signaling that he had thought of something to say. "So, how did you two get together? I've only heard it from Austin's perspective, and I want to hear it from the lovely lady's." Ally sat up straighter, looked at me for a while, but once I returned her gaze, her eyes shifted towards Niall.

"He serenaded me on Valentine's Day," she explained. "He after the song―that he sang―was finished, hook took my hands in his and started saying how he was glad that he saved me and how he was there every step of the way." Normally, I would be proud of what she just said, but there was one little detail that I never mentioned to Niall.

I never told him that Ally tried to take her own life.

"What do you mean by 'glad he saved you'?" Niall asked, confused. Ally looked at me, eyes wide. She was mentally asking how I had never told him, but, in a way, I did what Ally wanted. She hates it when people know her story, because she doesn't want them to pity her. I don't blame her one bit. I guess she just assumed that I had told someone, preferably Niall.

Hey, I did want she wanted! Don't give me that look!

Niall's face grew serious. "Austin," he said, "what's going on?"

I decided that I had to tell the truth. I grabbed Ally's hand lightly, but she jerked it back before I could do so. She obviously was debating that I would tell the truth or not. She doesn't want me to tell the truth, but she also doesn't want another person to know her secret.

Girls are freaking confusing. I don't get them.

SMACK

The three of our heads whipped towards the sound. I knew automatically that it came from this apartment, but I couldn't tell where.

"That sounds like it came Alex's room," Ally said, worried. She pushed herself off of the sofa cushion and speed-walked towards his room.

After she was out of sight, I turned to Niall, whom was giving me some sort of stare.

"What?" I asked, already knowing what he was gonna ask.

Niall's eyes, if you really looked into them, could tell that they held contempt. "What did Ally exactly mean by, 'glad he saved me'?" I froze.

Quick, you gotta think. Maybe you could say 'from getting bullied more'. Or maybe you could say that I saved her from being alone on Valentine's Day.

Why aren't you telling him this?

"You're hesitating―that means that you're trying to think of an excuse," he said.

God damn it.

Suddenly, Ally rushed back into the room, panicked.

"Alex is gone!" She shouted, and then she started breathing fast and heavy, piece of paper in hand. "He was just here, but his window's open and there's no one in his room and he left this note―" I cut her rambling off by shooting off of the couch and ran over to her, placing my hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eye. She was hyperventilating, something that she hadn't done in a few months.

After I had gotten Ally's breathing under control, I took the letter out of her hands and read it.

I'm tired of you guys fighting.

-Alex

I took a deep sign, then thought back to what he could've meant.

"Why can't you just accept that I didn't cheat on you?" I yelled at Ally, walking over to the kitchen and gripping the edge of the marble island, my knuckles turning into a pale white.

She had been pestering me about the girl at the mall that was flirting with me, but I did nothing back. Ally and I had been going strong for a few months now, and I wouldn't even think about doing anything like that to Ally.

Ally was fuming with anger. "Maybe because the way she was all over you at the food court, or when you taught her how to play a bit of guitar in mystore? I saw the way you looked at her, Austin," she hissed at me, raising her voice a little more than I had. She stormed over to the kitchen and stood at the opposite side at me.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed, offending Ally.

"I wasn't flirting with her, for the last time! I was just being polite!" I had had enough with her accusing me. I hadn't cheated on her, and I wasn't flirting with that girl. She came onto me, but I pushed her away

"How about when she was touching your arm, and you let her! Huh?" Ally crossed her arms and spread her legs a little, planting her feet on the floor as she stood her ground. "Or when she was biting her lip and twirling her hair? You never even said, once, that you had a girlfriend, whom was standing ten feet away from you!"

"She never gave me time to tell her that!" I shouted, completely unaware that Alex was in the next room over, hands over his ears as we screamed at each other. I had no idea that he was silently crying.

"Oh, so, you have time to make a million jokes, but you don't have time to tell her that you're taken?" Ally retorted.

"It's not like that!" I said.

"Then what is it like?" She asked.

There was a silence. None of us dared to speak, for the hateful atmosphere was doing that for us.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair and looking down.

"Look," I said, quieter than the both of us had ever been, "I wasn't flirting with her, I was just trying to be polite. I would never cheat on you, ever. I didn't really notice that she was flirting with me, I just thought that she was a genuinely happy person who needed guitar lessons."

"She was flirting with you!"

"She was twelve years old!"

"Well, she certainly looked like she was sixteen!" Ally yelled, massively embarrassed.

And…that ended the argument. I learned that Ally had developed an instinct to always assume the worst. She had learned to never get her hopes up, even when it seems stupid.

I came over to Ally and embraced her, rubbing my hand up and down her upper back as she cuddled into my chest, softly sniffling.

I felt her head shake softly as she closed her eyes. We swayed back and forth slightly, and then we began to apologize to each other.

"I shouldn't have over reacted like that, I'm sorry," she said, her voice muffled by my torso.

I kissed the top of her head and pulled away slimly, causing Ally to do the same.

We looked in each other's eyes when I said, "you know that I would never do that to you, right?" Ally looked down, ashamed, and then nodded.

"Hey," I whispered, tilting her chin up with my curled finger that I raised, "you're just jealous of your hot boyfriend being a chick magnet to girls of all ages. Don't worry, sweetheart, it happens to everyone at some point." I smirked and got a light slap on the chest from Ally, making her chuckle as she rolled her eyes playfully.

All I wanted to do was make her laugh, and I did exactly that.

Little did we both know that Alex never heard the make-up. All he heard was the fighting before he plugged his ears shut and fell asleep.

"Okay," I said, looking at Ally once I had told Niall that we had to go, "let's call Adam and Joyce and we'll get a search party going on. He couldn't have gotten far." Ally wiped under her eyes sloppily with her fingers, trying to dry up the tears, but it only made them fall more.

Alex

Once I heard Austin and Ally close the door, I crawled out from under my bed and scrambled up.

I was tired of them fighting, and Adam and Joyce had been doing it recently too. It's all I ever really hear anymore.

Things were going great. I was finally going to be a big, fifth-grader and dominate the other elementary school kids with my best friend, Clara. But I guess everything can't be uphill forever.

I peeped out of the window and saw Austin and Ally speed away in both of their cars. I felt bad for doing this, but I feel like if I intervene, they would only act all right in front of me, but they would still hate each other on the sidelines.

Once they were gone, I headed out of the apartment complex and onto the street, bag full of necessities on my back and money in my pocket in case if I got hungry. If so, I would stop by a gas station or something.

I had this weird, stinging sensation in my stomach that made the atmosphere thicken and raise many degrees. My head was pounding, and I knew the reason all because Ally explained it to me when she got out of the hospital.

Apparently, it's a mixture of adrenaline and rebellion. I hate the feeling, but I feel like this is for the right reason. It's not like I'm running away or anything, I'm just walking until they find me.

I raised my hood so it covered my hair, seeing that it might rain any second. The skies seem to perfectly match my mood, which is odd for a Saturday morning. Usually, it's supposed to be happy and cheery and the sun is supposed to shine.

But it's all dreary.

It's funny how the universe works. They say everything happens for a reason, and I still wonder why the universe took Mom and Dad away from me. They didn't have to, and we would be a perfectly good family if we all had each other, but that's not the case in reality.

I should totally be the Reading Rainbow when I grow up. You know, just 'cause.

I shoved my hands in my pockets as I thought, head ducked down as I made my way down the sidewalk. This was a pretty sketchy part of town, so I've never been here before. Ally and Adam say it's for my safety, which I can completely understand.

Those were my last words before I was jerked into an alley by a forceful shove.

And…BOOM. Didn't see that part coming, did ya?

Well, except for you physic people. You guys know freaking everything. Give the other people a chance for once!

Hey, notice how I didn't refer to myself there? Yeah, yeah, I know, Krystal's got powers. It shouldn't surprise you guys. Did any of you doubt my awesomeness? Shame on you if you did.

Nope. Just kidding!

And…those are the signs that I've had way too much Halloween candy.

RESPONSES TO REVIEWS:

Misa-chan rocks- Oh my goodness! Thank you so much! It truly means a lot!

RomanceAnd2ndChances- Thanks!

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DarkNight18- Oh, you weren't pushy at all! No need to worry! ("When you say that, that's when I worry the most." WHO GETS THAT REFERENCE?!"

Anime-tv-manga-books- Dude, GET SOME SLEEP. BYE.

Guest- Honey, this is Rated T and I'm keepin' it that way. No sex scenes for this story! And they're still in High School! Call me old-style, but I think that's wrong. Oh, sorry if I seemed rude there!

nutta2001-trekkie26- Yep!

Guest- Sorry if I didn't make that clear! Basically, she just wanted to fit in, you know, being the new kid and all.

Tiny Floral Bows- Lol!

QUESTION: Favorite artist and/or band? Mine's Demi Lovato! Seriously, if you look on my YouTube favorite's list, the majority of it consists of Demi. AND I'M GOING TO HER CONCERT! YEA!

THAT ONE MOMENT: When you get over your crush, and the next person turns out to be EXACTLY like your old crush. What. The. Frick.

QUOTE: "If the opposite of PRO is CON, then the opposite of PROGRESS is CONGRESS." Explains a lot, doesn't it?

Don't do or say anything you'll regret ten years later!

BYE!