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Another day had passed and there was still no sigh of Austin. Ally was worried out of her mind. She had probably left him 50 voice-mails and 20 text messages. She was too afraid to go to his house. If she did, what would she say? There was so much she wanted to say to him.

But Ally had promised herself not to go to his house unless he hadn't came to school the following week.

The brunette walked home again today. But the thing was, she didn't feel like going home. She walked around town, soon finding herself at the Miami mall.

For once it seemed quiet, and all she could hear was the beat of her heart. Chasing the beat of my heart, Ally echoed in her mind as she got out her songbook. Inspiration had struck her heart like lighting. The waiter had brought her the fries she ordered.

With the mall not being so loud, it was easy for Ally to focus on the thing she loved the most- music. Nothing seemed to keep her from being in her own little world of songwriting. It made her forget about the certain blond that was constantly on her mind.

She scribbled down more lyrics. They came to her so easily. Ally took a bite of her fry in delight.

That should do it for now, she closed the songwriting part of her book and opened it to her dairy. She hadn't written in it for a long time; it would be a lie if she were to say she was proud of what she had written in there. But Ally was the type of person that had to let everything out, and if she didn't its like she would explode.

Ally braced her self as she opened in a random page.

May 1st, 2011

Piper Moon knocked down my books and called me ugly and stupid. I've been crying a lot. More than I wanna admit. I hate feeling this way. I just want to disappear. Or dig hole and never come back. Anything to get me away from my problems.

Because, honestly, I don't feel a purpose to be here. Why am I here on this Earth? Just to be bullied? Broken? Don't ask me, because you won't get an answer.

Thank God school is almost over. Piper can't tease me anymore. She's going to college and I'll never see her again. If I do, well, I wouldn't know what to do. I hate her.

What did I do?

Why does she do this?

Trish is my only real friend and has been since grade school. She is the only person who truly understands me and actually is willing to listen. She's a good listener, although she needs to work on her patience. Every job she has worked on she got fired.

That doesn't surprise me, but, Trish is Trish. And she's my best friend.

-Ally

Ally stared in astonishment. Suddenly, all of the memories came back to her at once. Every part of her wanted to rip that page out. She was about to, her hand was lingering on the paper. She couldn't. She couldn't find herself to do it. Ally sighed.

Trish is right. I AM too nice.

...

Austin lay on his bed, strumming on his guitar. That's all he had been doing since he lashed out on Ally. She was all he thought about. Piper seemed to hate him for not going to school because of it but he insisted nothing was really going on.

The more he thought about Ally, the more he wanted to apologize for being a jerk. But he was hurting, and he needed to get it out; now he knew Ally was the wrong person.

He loved her so much, nothing could explain it. He needed to make it up to her: not some lame apology. Something that she would always remember. Austin sighed, trying to think of something. But of course that didn't work for him.

Piper came in his room without even knocking.

"Ya knew Pips, there's this thing called knocking," he snapped sarcastically. Piper didn't looked offended.

"Whatever," she muttered as she sad on his bed. Austin rolled his eyes. Why couldn't she leave him alone so her could grieve? Along with trying to fix him and Ally's relationship.

"And besides, don't you have homework to do?" Austin questioned, even though he just wanted her to get out of his room. He really didn't want to talk to her or even have her be in his room.

She shook her head "Nope. I finished it all. Shouldn't YOU be doing your homework? Mister ditch-Austin?"

"You're still mad?" he took a while guess. Piper didn't even have to answer that one, because her look said it all. Her arms were crossed and she was giving him an evil look. "Look Piper I'm sorry! It's just that Ally-"

"I already know that story. She's all you talk about. Austin, just talk to her. And I promise it'll work out. You love Ally. Please go to school tomorrow," she punched his shoulder and made her way out of the room, then turned. "Think about it, idiot." There was a hint of warmth in her voice, which Austin hadn't heard lately.

Other than kid, his nickname from her always seemed to be idiot. Austin never took it hard, he knew she was always kidding about it.

Austin picked up his guitar again and strummed the familiar notes of "I Think About You." This only made him want to hold Ally in his arms shower her in kisses and hugs.

Austin thought some more, but the only thing that came was guilt. I shouldn't have done that. Why did I have to lash out all of my problems to her? he sighed. The answer wasn't there, because there wasn't one.

He needed to get out of the house. He walked out of his room and into the living room were Piper was completely occupied watching a horror movie. She slowly put her hand in the popcorn bowl and ate the popcorn. Austin stared in surprise by what she was watching.

As long as he knew her, Piper didn't seem too fond of horror movies. With a roll of his eyes, Austin didn't question it. He slipped out without her noticing.

...

The wind heavily blew as Austin walked around the neighborhood. It was still light out side, but the sun was slowly falling into the sky. He found himself approaching the small park that was in the neighborhood. Few children were there. And the ones that were there, their parents where calling them to come home.

He smiled in amusement at the little kinds that warmed his heart; taking a seat on the bench. But his heart felt cold again when all of them left and the sun was at it's last light for the day. Austin hated the dark, but he stayed out anyway.

"What are you doing out here?" Austin winced as he turned to see Brooke on the bench. He had almost forgotten Brooke had moved into his neighborhood.

"I-I..." he stuttered. There was nothing he could get out. Brooke had been one of his best friends for years, and it was great to have her back, despite of what she did. She was the type of person he felt like he could talk about anything with.

"Austin, you know you can talk to me about anything," she insisted, nudging him gently. "Remember"- she held up a friendship ring that he had gave her-"friends for life. Best friends."

"You kept yours?" he studied it in fascination. Austin brought himself back to the memories. There were so many with this girl. He even remembered once they considered dating, but they thought it would ruin their friendship.

"Yep," she popped the "p". Right then, he felt guilt stab his stomach. He had thrown away that ring. He was so angry. He hated even thinking about what had happened between them. But in time, everything seemed seemed to be fine; him and Brooke were friends again.

And right there he realized how much he missed her. The girl had a special place in his heart. Ally had a big place in his heart as well. It was the biggest and most important. But Brooke was so important to him.

Brooke took Austin's hand and lead him to the swing-set. Ever since they were young, when either of them needed to talk about something serious, the other would lead the other to the swing-set. Rather if it was at recess or the local park.

Austin missed that, and almost forgot about it. Brooke took a seat on one, and Austin the other. "Wow," he started awkwardly. "It's been so long since we've done this."

"I know," Brooke nodded. "I never thought we would be back here tonight. Alright, enough talk about the past. What's going on?"

At first Austin hesitated by shuffling his foot in the sand. But then he reminded himself to relax. This was Brooke. The one he could talk to about anything.

"I don't know if I told you, but, Ally and I are dating," he started.

"Uh, no!" she punched him playfully. "We haven't been talking much lately if you haven't noticed. But I'm so happy for you." Her smile made him smile inside that his friend approved.

"Yeah," he sighed like a lovesick fool. "She's amazing. I love her so much. And the worst thing is she doesn't even know she's beautiful. At least I'm there everyday to tell her that." Austin felt like he was lying straight to Brooke, and straight to himself. Because he wasn't there for Ally everyday. Only then he realized how miserable she is right now without him there.

No one to tell her how beautiful she is, to stroke her hair, to calm her when she was scared. No one. He was always that person and that's the person he needed to be. That's the person he needed to be everyday. Because it was an honor to be that one special person.

Brooke had only met Ally once, and she had thought her and Austin would be the perfect match. Apparently, she was right.

Austin told her the story about their argument. Brooke nodded every once in a while to prove she was listening. There was a lot of things he liked about Brooke, but one of his favorites was that she was a good listener.

"Sounds to me like you're taking all of your problems out on Ally," she said grimly. Don't remind me! he wanted to say. Sure Brooke was a good listener, but sometimes her response wasn't what he was looking for.

"Yeah no kidding," he muttered, then spoke louder. "I was just... so angry at the world that day." At least Brooke knew about the death of the rest of his family. If she didn't, then she would most likely question why she was so mad.

"Just because you were mad, doesn't mean you had to say you never needed anyone especially her. You need to learn to say your feelings without hurting anyone."

That was something Austin had to agree with. He had hurt Ally. And the though of him hurting Ally caused him pain, pain like no one could ever feel.

"I know," he whispered as he looked up at the sky. There weren't as many stars out that night as there were on his and Ally's first date. The memory came to him frequently. He felt "affection" rise in his stomach from his friend. But it wasn't the same feeling he had with Ally. It was just best friend affection.

Brooke got up. "Well, I should be getting home. Good luck with Ally." she waved. She was about to leave, but Austin stopped her. She turned around in surprise.

"It was nice talking to you again. Thanks for listening," he smiled.

"Anytime," she said quickly as she smiled and disappeared into the darkness.

...

Ally hugged her books tight to her chest like she did with her songbook. She closed her locker and was about to go to class, but she felt a finger tap on her shoulder. She turned around, face-to-face with Austin Moon.

"A-Austin," she couldn't help but smile when she saw him. Without doing anything else, she hugged him quickly.

"Hi Alls," he smiled straight back at her. "I'm so sorry I took everything out on you. I was having a bad day, and-"

Ally shushed him with her finger. "None of that matters now. You're back at school, and I forgive you."

"So... do you think we could maybe... Start over?"

"I would love that." Austin realized he didn't have to have a special apology. All he had to do was be there, and that's what Ally loved the most.

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