Literally the Finale of Austin & Ally was how I was going to end my story. I was going to have them become a duo. What are the odds! Any way, here's chapter 3. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 3: An Uncomfortable Evening

"The steak is amazing dad." Ally commented.

It really was. Probably the best steak I've ever had. And I've been to a lot of restaurants. We sat together on one side of the table and her parents sat on the other side. It was really nice. Sitting down having a family dinner. I guess this isn't my real family, but the Dawson's have always felt like my second family. We talked briefly about music, but I quickly changed the subject. I hated talking about my career in moments like this. It was kind of depressing. Why ruin a perfect meal, by talking about business. Ally's mom made Mr. Dawson's face light up when she asked me if I was staying the night. He nearly choked on his drink.

"I wasn't planning on it, but..." I replied.

"Penny I'm sure Austin's parents want him home." Ally's dad interrupted quickly.

"Not really, I'm pretty sure they're not even home. I think they went out to dinner." I said just to entertain him. You could tell he was getting flustered.

"Well then you should be there when they come back home." He tried again. Mrs. Dawson was still stuck in her own world as she went on and on about how Ally and I used to have sleepovers when we were little and how cute we looked in our little sleeping bags lying next to each other on the carpet of Ally's bedroom floor. Each word made Mr. Dawson more uncomfortable, and made Ally laugh harder.

"Don't be ridiculous Lester. Austin you are more than welcome to stay the night if you would like. We can pull out a nice air mattress for you to sleep on."

"Yes, in the living room." said Mr. Dawson.

"Or in Ally's room. Whatever you prefer." She smiled purposefully looking at her husband.

Ally sat there digging into her food, as she lightly laughed to herself. Not bothering to join the conversation.

Both her parents were staring at each other obviously on the brink of an argument. So, I decided to intercede by putting his mind at ease.

"You know what, I have a meeting early in the morning tomorrow, so I shouldn't stay the night."

"See honey? I told you he's a busy boy. He doesn't have time for sleepovers anymore."

"I doubt I'd get any sleep if I stayed with Ally anyway." I chuckled setting my napkin on my plate, signifying I was finished with my food.

That comment made everyone stop and look at me. Mrs. Dawson's head was tilted as if she didn't understand. Mr. Dawson looked enraged, and Ally's eyes were as wide as an owl. I think that came out wrong. I quickly realized what I had implied and quickly followed up with more words.

"Because we'd be talking and writing together and-and playing music and writing and ya' know talking" I stuttered. Now I'm getting all nervous. I don't know why I was nervous. I mean they have known me forever. They should know I would never try anything like that with her. We have always been friends and probably always will be. They all waved off the comment and returned to their meal. I was relieved and let out a deep breath.

After we had dessert, we played Pictionary. Ally and I were against her parents. Ally and I won of course. Nobody ever beat us against guessing games like that. It's way easier to get someone you know really well, to guess stuff. Because you know the exact questions to ask them. I think her parents were slightly weirded out by the way we were acting. After every point we would high five each other and hug. I only did it because it cracked Ally up. How her dad would instantly get a little uneasy every time I touched her. She thought it was hilarious. I on the other hand did not. I thought it was dangerous, because he would give me this hard stare every time. Ally even started calling me this little pet name we made for me when we were younger, just to make sure her dad would strangle me by the end of the night. Boy was I glad I wasn't staying the night. I told her to chill with the affection stuff, partly because I was scared and because I was getting annoyed.

It was time for me to leave and Ally was walking me out.

"What were you doing? Trying to get me murdered? You saw the way your dad was looking at me."

"Oh, come on it was funny." She laughed leaning against the door frame.

"Maybe for you, but for me it was terrifying." I said worriedly.

She laughed once more before pulling me in for a hug. I saw her parents walk into the room and felt her sigh. I rolled my eyes. She must have seen them as well.

"If you kiss me, I swear I'll hurt you." I threatened in her ear.

"And how are you going to do that Goldilocks?" She asked innocently, teasing me with that name.

She could tell I was bluffing. I took a deep breath before releasing her.

"I'm gonna... break..your heart." I blurted out.

"Well, good luck with that." She laughed. I laughed as well and hugged her once last time. For real.

"Alright, see you later. Call me when you want to schedule a meeting."

"Okay, drive safe. Bye."

"Bye."

When I got to the house I noticed my parent's were still out. I went into the kitchen and noticed a note on the refrigerator.

Hey Austin, get ready you have a writing session with Sergio Cabral, Ali Theodore, and Jordan Yaeger at 6:00. You need to be ready by 4:00, because the studio you guys are meeting at is 2 hours away from Miami.

Great. I would get a solid 4 hours of sleep. Just to wake up to write with people I didn't even know.

I met with the songwriters bright and early. I had to leave the writing session early because I had another meeting to plan my photoshoot for my album cover for my album next year. Then after that I had an actual photo-shoot for some magazine.

By the end of the day I was exhausted. I had three meetings, two photo-shoots and one writing session. I had a recording session planned, but I canceled it. There is no way I am going to have energy to record anything. My eyes were so tired I could barely keep them open as I dragged myself to my bedroom. My parents left me around 3:00 to go home. The rest of the day it was just me and Jamie, my agent and my driver. I opened my bedroom door and managed to pull off my sweater and slide on a plain tee shirt. I put on my pajama pants and jumped into bed. I smiled happily laying my head on the cool pillow as I allowed my tired eyes to close. I let my drained body lay still and get for the first time in a while, rest.

Suddenly, my light turned on and my door slammed open. I moaned loudly holding my head now realizing I had a headache. I was miserably awoken by an angry man.

"Austin!" He yelled stepping into my bedroom.

I rolled over to see my Dad's furious glare. I rolled my eyes dreading the conversation that lied ahead.

"Why are you home? You have a recording session scheduled in half an hour."

"I canceled it." I mumbled under my pillow.

"Why would you do that?"

"Because I'm tired dad, okay? I'm exhausted. I can't work day and night like this with no breaks. I didn't even get my schoolwork done for today, so I have to double up tomorrow, which means I'll probably cancel something else. And you're just going to have to be okay with that."

"Fine, take your little nap, I don't care. It's your career you're messing up."

"Yep, my career. Goodnight."

I sighed frustratingly before turning off my light.

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