I'm sorry for the long wait. After I viewed a review asking if I was still working on the story, I felt bad, so I immediatly began writing. It's summer and I'm still in high school, so I have no excuse not to be working on this story. This Chapter's called Pillow Talk.

Austin's POV:

"Okay, I think that was the last box." Ally breathed heavily obviously out of breath. She placed the box by my night stand. I thanked her as I laid flat on the left side of my new, and very comfortable mattress. Ally walked over and laid next to me. While we laid there, I thanked her for helping me officially move in. I owed it all to her. Ally helped me get away from my parents and opened up her home for me to stay. She was truly the best-est friend anyone could ever ask for.

"It's perfect isn't it?" Ally said grabbing my hand. She took a deep breath and spoke very relaxed and calm.

Anywhere with you is perfect, really.

That, is what I was thinking, however I did not feel the need to say that, considering we were already lying in bed together, holding hands. If we were already setting the scene, the least we could do was limit the romantic banter. That was the least, we could do. It felt weird lying next to her like this. It felt like we had moved in together and were lying on our new bed or something. It was strange to picture us married, or even living together. But oddly, I found myself smiling at the thought.

"The mattress? Yeah It's really comfortable. It's way better than any mattress I've ever slept on." I replied.

"Well, I'm glad you like it. I thought it was super comfy too, that's why I convinced my dad to pay a little extra to buy it."

I laughed lightly to myself at the mention of her dad. He was always hinting sexual innuendos when we were all together, making things super awkward. Sometimes it was funny, but most of the time it was awkward.

"Your dad, he… thinks we're involved huh."

"Oh, yeah. He's ridiculous." She laughed as if recalling a joke. Then, almost as if she was stating a fact she turned to me and said, "You know we can't…do anything. While we're in this house."

"All we've ever done was kiss, I don't see what we would d-" I stated little confused as to why she was telling me this.

"Well, I just want to make sure we're on the same page. We never really talked about what happened that night in your dressing room." Ally commented delicately.

"What do you mean? You covered the subject that night. It was a friendship kiss. Those were your words." I tried to explain hoping she would drop the subject so we wouldn't have to discuss that uncomfortable night. I was broken and vulnerable I didn't really want to recap.

"Well, if that was a friendship kiss, I'd love to see how you kiss your girlfriend." She replied making me laugh. This is the side of Ally I love. It's funny and quirky and playful. It can take a serious subject and make it trivial. However, her comment had me thinking.

Did she like the kiss That much?

I thought about asking her, but decided against it.

"Just, don't expect anything to happen while we're here." She concluded.

"What would I expect Ally?" I grinned lightly as I asked her. Almost in a challenging way.

"I'm not putting anything into your teenage boy mind, but, just keep in mind we're at my parents house. So we're gonna have to act like friends."

"We're always friends. That's why we share friendship kisses. Remember!" I smiled at her pretending as though I didn't understand what she was implying. I then started leaning in towards her face to kiss her.

"Austin, Stop!" She laughed shoving her hand over my mouth preventing me from connecting our lips. I scaled the sides of her abdomen with my fingers and started to tickle her. We both began laughing like Hyenas and I grabbed her waist to get easier access and full on attacked her. I straddled her down pinning her and caging her in, so there was no way for her to escape. She was kicking and screaming but I continued tickling the life out of her. She pounded her head against the bed repetitively smiling widely as she filled the room with beautiful laughs. She hit me in my stomach with her foot, making me contract. It didn't hurt very much, but it took me by surprise.

"W-wait, wait, wait" She managed to get out as she breathed heavily. "I can't breath, I can't breath." I stopped to let her breath and then flipped back over to lay on the other side of her.

"Man! Tickling takes a lot out of you." I said as our chests rose high and low and our breathing was beginning to slow down. I turned to her and saw her laugh along with me. These are the moments that remind me of when we were young. We would do stuff like this all the time. I would chase her around, she would jump on me, we would jump off of stuff… We used to have crazy fun.

"Ally do you remem-"

I was quickly cut off, when Ally's mom walked into the open bedroom. It was too sudden to jump out of the bed, so we just sat up and scooted a little further from each other. It's not like we were doing anything wrong, it just felt weird to be walked in on while you were in bed with another person.

"How's the unpacking going, Guys?" She smirked as if she knew a dirty little secret of ours.

"It's going fine." I replied. "We just took a little break."

"Yeah, we were just uhhh wrestling?" Ally added turning to me as if It was a question.

"Yeah." I laughed at Ally as she sat next to me nervously talking to her mother.

Mrs. Dawson walked out of the room after letting us know Mr. Dawson had arrived with the locks for our bedroom doors. She also told us to finish unpacking soon.

"Okay." I smiled right before she closed the door.

"I'm just glad you're dad didn't walk in. Phew, that would have been Scary." I told Ally sitting at the edge of her bed.

As if just to spite me, her dad walks in with the locks in his hands. My heart begins to beat a mile a minute and as soon as our eyes lock, I jump from the bed and stand up.

Why did Mrs. Dawson have to close the door! She's making this look even worse!

"Hello, Mr. Dawson!" I said slightly out of breath. I saw through my periferals Ally laughing at my nervous behavior.

"Hello, Austin." Ally's dad responded suspiciously. He looks down at his locks. "So, I got locks for your bedrooms, because I don't trust you guys to stay in your own rooms at night. So.. can you handle installing them by yourself?"

"Yes sir. I can install them." I say proudly as I stand straight up with my hands crossed stiffly infront of my body.

"Alright, good to know." He finishes before walking out of the room. He leaves the door open, giving me a warning glance in the process.

My shoulders drop, and I let out a sigh of relief.

After dinner and after Austin & Ally went to their separate beds. Quiet phone call:

Austin: Hey, I just wanted someone to talk to. I got bored.

Ally: Okay, that's fine.

Ally: Have you talked to your dad since last week?

Austin: A little bit. I just told him where I was staying. He didn't really care."

Ally: Did he say anything else?

Austin: Umm yeah he said some other things.

Ally: Like what?

Austin: Well, I don't really want to share

Ally: That's fine

Austin: Most of the conversation consisted of yelling and screaming. From both ends. I said some things I regret, he said many things, but him regretting them, is not probable. Especially considering most of what he said was redundant. If his word choice didn't bother him the first time, I can't see why he should feel the need to recant them. The pathetic part, is that his words hurt just as much as they did before. I guess thick skin takes a while to build.

Ally: Thick skin does take a while to build. But, even when you have it, there are still some obstacles in life that are going to have sharp turns the puncture your thick skin leaving you with wounds. Getting hurt is inevitable, what I think is important, is that we seek healing rather than running away from pain.

I had left the line flat for a bit as I processed her words. She was truly inspiring and shockingly brilliant.

Ally: Austin? Are you still there?

Austin: Yes, I'm here. Are you?

Ally: Of course, I will always be here for you.

Austin: I appreciate you a lot. I promise, one of these days, I'll make your life as good as you've made mine.

Ally: You've already have. She laughed honestly.