WHAT UP!

If you remember last time, Austin and Ally struck an agreement that both are pretty desperate for the other to lose, both for very obvious reasons. Each one will try and make the other cave to get what they want.

I would have written this sooner, but I've been having friend problems. Let me ask you guys, if you say you're a friend, do you talk about beating your friend up on Twitter? How about saying you don't care if we stay friends or not?

All of this was said on Twitter and not to my face. I now have hate coming at me from people that do not know me or what happened between us. I've had to block like 40+ people already from my account. Let me just say that if you were my friend and you have a problem with me, say it to my face not to everyone online.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Austin & Ally

Chapter 13

Back to Work and a Test of Will

Ally's POV:

After another week of bedrest, the healers had deemed that my body had fully recovered from the explosion of magic I had released. I was happy for this because it meant I could finally return to my magic lessons. Austin however wasn't so keen on me returning just yet.

"I don't see why you're so eager to return, yet." He had told me through the bathroom door. It was bright and early in the morning and I was in the bathroom getting ready for my lessons. Austin, like the pervert I feel like he is, tried to follow me into the bathroom.

"I want to, as you have been telling me, better control of my magic. It might have saved my life, but it's better to be safe than sorry." I told him as I exited the bathroom, fully dressed.

I had decided to be a little more modest with a below the knee sky blue dress that had ¾ sleeves and pleated top. It also had a light gold belt around my middle to keep it closer together. I paired it with kitten heeled white sandals and then pulled my hair back into a braid. The one constant in the outfit was the damn engagement necklace wrapped tightly around my neck. I hated that I couldn't remove this thing as the clasp had somehow disappeared.

I could see the unhappy look on Austin's face when I had walked out and I knew what it was about. He hated that I dressed like this, all modest and cutesy as he put it, but it was my decision on what I wore and I put my foot down for good measure on the subject. However, Austin is very persistent and took it upon himself to choose an outfit for me.

He got off the bed as he stalked over to me, him towering over me. He stared me down as he reached over to the opened dresser and pulled out a garment.

"I still don't understand why you don't want to wear something a little sexier?" He said. "I mean I made this especially for you so that you can explore that side of yourself. Don't you want to look sexy for your fiancé?" I rolled my eyes and tried to keep as calm as I could with his adolescent brain.

"Well, when I get one, I'll be able to make that decision." Ha, in your face! He however was not amused by that comment.

"You can deny it all you want, Ally, but I know you'll come to truly want me and when you do, I'll leave you hanging in desire and want." He said, leaning against the dresser with the red dress in his hands. He tried the give me the dress, but I pushed it back to him. There was no way in hell that I'am wearing something like that.

It wasn't a bad outfit, per say, it was the same outfit as I have on, but Austin's 'magical touch' made drastic alterations. The dress went from light blue to scarlet red, the sleeves were replaced with thin straps, the neckline had become a sweetheart instead of high, and the length had been cut to just above the knee. He kept the sandals the same, saying that he wanted to keep at least one 'innocent' aspect.

We got in a big argument about it last night until we finally agreed to make two dresses; one would be the original and the other would be the one he made. He said we would decide in the morning, but I was two steps ahead of him.

I had gotten up really early to be able to get dressed without his puppy dog eyes following me, but I didn't account for having to extract my entire body from his iron grasp. Since his part of the deal was to share a bed, I knew he would take advantage of it. I barely slept most of the night because his hands decided they wanted to wander. Let me explain:

A week after receiving the 'OK' for me to be released from bedrest, I had decided to get my legs and life back under me. I put on a simple pale yellow sun dress that went to above my knees with tan strappy sandals and left before Austin came back from his meeting. He had been called in early to a council meeting, what it was about he wouldn't say. I was just glad he was gone because I couldn't stand another repeat of his hand 'slipping' as he put it.

Every single morning it's the same thing. I fall asleep by myself, peaceful and alone, until I wake up in the middle of the night because I can't breathe. For someone who seems so intimidating, Austin sure does like to cuddle. Problem is he never seems to remember some kind of shirt to sleep either. I try not to think about his six pack abs, his steady breathing or the fact that he looks absolutely handsome with his sleeping face. Okay, I need to get back on track.

He also loved to wrap me in his muscular arms and pull me close, so close that I can see the creases in his brow as he twitched in his sleep. I thought that he looked almost innocent, like he wasn't the intimidating Witch-King as everyone makes him out to be. Maybe Dez is right. Maybe he's not as bad as I think he is. Then I felt it.

His hands seemed to move downward as they lightly rubbed and gripped my hips. I thought that he was just doing whatever he was dreaming about and then they went lower…lower until his hands gripped and rubbed my ass. I squeaked a little as I tried to gently remove his hands and I was successful until his head 'accidentally' dropped in between my breasts. I could feel him burrow his head deeper between them. I was use to the wandering hands, but not this!

I tried and tried to lift his head up, but he seemed to be attached to my breasts like a newborn child. He wouldn't unravel his arms from my waist either, so I was stuck with him like this. It was only at dawns first light that I was able to extract from his hold and sneak off to the bathroom.

After getting ready I went down to the library to meet with Avion about when I could return to my lessons and maybe learn a potion that keeps Austin out of my chest area. Avion has actually been busy these last couple of days studying what had happened during Brooke's attack on me. To say I was thoroughly interested would have been an understatement. I was sure it meant something was starting to grow right?

When I had reached Avion's workspace I could see that he had been hard at work trying to figure this out. His once young face was stretched a little with worry lines, bags under his eyes and pale skin. He must not have slept for days while working on this. When I had approached him, I scared him a little, but he calmed down enough to let me know what his research yielded.

It turns out that it was the Blocker Potion that caused the massive explosion of magic. That was what I had thought as well, but there was one catch; the user had to actually break the glass bottle to release the spell and I was nowhere near it at the time. It was in the pocket of the shirt I had been given and I had been pinned to the ground by Brooke. So, this called in the question of why and how it happened. However, that was easier said than figured out.

Avion still had a lot of work ahead of him in figuring that out, but he said that once I was back on my feet, I could return to my lessons. I didn't really want to overwork him, the poor man, but I needed to better myself and I needed an excuse to get away from Austin. Needless to say, I'll be happy when he loses our bet because he will lose and I will return home.

"Look, all I'm saying is that you don't live in the human world anymore. You live here in the magical and we break boundaries or what humans refer to as 'rules'." He said placing air quotes around the word rules. I turned back to face him because now I was thoroughly intrigued by what he said.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked. "How do our races differ besides the obvious?" He looked at me for a moment; a look of thought was on his face as he walked from the dresser back to the bed. He sat down on it as he continued.

"In your world, there is a set of rules for almost everything; how to eat, sleep, and act and everything is divided by the nobility. Anything and everything in your world goes only to those who have the power and finances to achieve it. You say that people have free will to be whatever they choose and yet, you look down upon those who have nothing or choose a different lifestyle." He said. I couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth.

How can he say that we look down on those who are different? I mean, sure, there are other nobles that would rather throw extravagant parties instead of helping the poor, but my family isn't like that. My father and mother always put their people first and provided for those who couldn't provide for themselves.

"And what do you mean by 'choose a different lifestyle'? Everyone I've ever known has always been allowed to follow their dreams, no matter where it took them." I stated, feeling pride swell from within me. It was deflated when I heard Austin begin to chuckle.

"I'm not talking about a lifestyle like where you live or what you wear, I'm talking about going what society says you should do, like falling in love with someone of the same sex or below your own social standing." I guess he had a point about that. No matter how liberal or loving a parent, there were some things they couldn't handle.

I remember my friend Elliot was caught with another young man in a, as my mother put it, 'compromising' position. The next time I saw him, he was being shipped off to some institute where his parents hoped he would be 'cured' of his 'sickness'. That was also the last time I saw him. His last letter he had sent me explained how alone he felt, how ashamed he was of his feelings for other men and that he felt he shouldn't be alive. I tried to calm him down with comforting letters, but it wasn't enough. Next I heard from him was at his funeral.

I suddenly felt uneasy thinking about it and I think Austin could sense it.

"I know it's hard to think that your world isn't as perfect as you believe it to be, but if it can cause someone to feel like they aren't worth anything, I don't see why you would want to go back." I could feel him standing over me and I looked up to meet his eyes. It took me a moment to realize just how beautiful they are when he shows his feelings.

There's almost an innocence that I only see when he's asleep and they're almost hypnotic. I could feel his hand cup my cheek as my voice became caught in my throat. I knew that this could possibly just be him trying to gain an edge in our bet, but I also think that maybe he really is trying to comfort me. His face was suddenly right in front of mine as he leaned his forehead against mine. His other arm had snaked its way around my petite waist as he held me close.

"I'm not saying that it won't happen here, but the magical kind is a little more forgiving and accepting of such things." I'm sure he was saying that, but I wasn't really focusing on what he was saying. All I could feel was his hot breath fanning my face and his eyes burrowing deeper into mine. "Just consider letting yourself go. Do things that you've always wanted to do, but couldn't because you were held back from doing so." Do things I've never done before, huh? There was only one thing I had never done before and I didn't really know if I should or shouldn't do it. It would go against what I had set up for my bet guidelines, but I guess you're only young once, right?

Mustering all the courage I could, I brought my hands the sides of Austin's face, my fingers gripping onto the ends of the hair at the back of his neck. I heard him give a sigh of relief as I moved my fingers in a gentle rotation on his neck. Our eyes seemed locked on each other as I reached upward on my tip toes, every inch closing the gap between us. The tension between us was thick in the air and I myself became dizzy with anxiety and anticipation. We both closed our eyes as our lips were mere inches from each other until finally… I pulled back.

His eyes opened again in alarm and annoyance as I smirked back at him. He feel for it hook, line and sinker. I giggled a little as I extracted myself from his iron grip.

"You didn't think that it would be that easy did you?" I teased him a little.

"Wh-wh-what-what was that then?!" He yelled. He tried to reach for me again, but I jumped out of his reach and to the bedroom door.

"You said do something I've always wanted to do and that's what was it." I opened the door, but stayed inside the room. "I left you hanging on the edge, thinking I would give you what you've always wanted. I gave you false hope that I would let you win our little bet and may I just say I did pretty damn well." I giggle again as my eyes connected with his crotch area. "By the way, you might want to take care of that before your meeting. I mean, you wouldn't want anyone to think that you weren't getting any." His eyes went downward towards the huge bulge in his pants and then to the bathroom for I believe will be the longest cold shower he has ever had.

With that kicked off my bucket list, I closed the door and continued on my way to the library to meet with Avion. I have a feeling that this will be an eventful day.

Austin's POV:

I ran into the bathroom as fast as I could, turned the water on cold and stripped out of my clothes as fast I could. I felt instant relief as I stood under the cold water. Who knew that she could be such a sexy, teasing little minx? She certainly listened to my advice and now I'm the one paying for it. I gripped my shaft in my hand and began every way I could to release the mounting pressure.

It's not embarrassing, to say the least, that I had to be the one to help release the pressure in my groin area, but it wouldn't be me to let it slip by. Ally may think that she has the upper hand, but I have something she doesn't; stronger magic. I don't really want to use it like that, but punishment for this was definitely due. I'll make sure of that. Now however, something else needed my attention and I had to do it fast or I would be late for my meeting.

Avion's POV:

None of this is making sense. I growled to myself as I threw another spell book against the wall.

I have searched through thousands upon millions of spell books for what might have happened during Ally's attack and so far, nothing has matched up. The fact that Ally was able to release the blocker potion without breaking the bottle herself is something I have never seen in all my decades of teaching magic. Being Katarina's descendant I knew she would have great magical potential, but this is beyond my knowledge. Whatever is going on inside Ally is something I need to experience myself.

I had piled other books on the table for Ally to study up on for her lessons today. If my hunch is correct, she could be able to perform spells in these books without hassle. They were still beginner's books, but they were level 2 healing spells and using one's mind to perform magic. Hopefully, it proves correct and I can advance her diagnosis from there.

I heard a knock on the door and bid entry to the occupant. Ally walked in and met me at our work table. She looked much better than when I last saw her, so I felt comforted by that. I placed a huge book on the table before her; the leather bound book was fragile with years of wear and tear.

"'Introduction and Guide to Healing and Telekinesis?' So, we're going onto healing and mind games?" She asked as she opened the book and began reading. It was amazing how alike she and Katarina are in both looks and personality.

"I believe that this book and the spells inside will be the answer to how you activated the Blocker Potion without actually touching it." I explained to her. "I believe that you have the onset of telekinesis." That caught her attention for sure. She looked up from the huge book and back at me.

"You mean, like what Brooke has? Would I be as dangerous as she is?" She asked me. I didn't think that she would be this scared of what my hunch was, so I knew I had to calm her down.

I walked over to her and placed my hands on her shoulders.

"Ally, Brooke has always been a little unstable. Her father spoiled her as a child and planted the idea of being Austin's wife and queen since she the day she was born." I could feel her relax a little as her shoulders dropped. "It was only a matter of time before someone else came along and stole Austin's attention away from her. Anyone in your position, especially as a novice witch, would have been easy pickings for her."

"Well, I guess I better get studying then." She said as she walked back to the book and began reading again. I nodded and told her that the necessary ingredients for the highlighted potion were on the table. She immediately set out to work.

I must say that I finally see the change in Ally I was always expecting. She no longer misread instructions, caught things on fire or jumbled up ingredients when she added them. She was careful and read and reread every direction to make sure she got them right. She also held onto her emotions much better and now nothing is in danger of ever burning to the ground. Whether she knew it or not, she would only grow into these abilities and hopefully, one day, she would be the best witch our age has ever seen. I don't think I've ever been more proud of a student in all my decades of work.

"Avion," I heard her yell out to me. I must have been deep in thought because I didn't hear her the first time and she had got up in my face. "I finished the potion, but I would like for you to make sure it's right before I move on." She said as she moved to the cauldron with a light pink dust sitting in it.

I walked to the cauldron and put some of the substance, known as Dust of the Iris, between my pointer and forefinger and blew it into the air above Ally's head. The dust drifted down and onto her head. The dust is meant to give you a sudden burst of energy to keep you going during the day and I could see it working on Ally. She began to become anxious and began hopping around like an excited child. She was laughing as she did until she stopped completely, finally catching her breath from laughing.

"Alright, well you've mastered that simple spell, but now we need to move onto the hard stuff." I said becoming serious on the subject. Ally could see my change in demeanor and agreed with me.

I took her into a room where there were different objects lain about the square room. Ally looked around at the toys, glass bottles and other small objects as she tried to process what was going on. I closed the door behind me as I stood behind a protective barrier of wood with a glass window to look out of.

"Alright, now I want you to concentrate on one of the items in this room, preferably a toy, to try and lift it off the ground. You will do so by controlling and putting your emotions on the toy alone." I instructed her. She nodded her head and looked at a turned over old teddy bear on the ground beside her.

She stared and stared at it, her face riddled with lines and her face turning bright red as she tried to lift it off the ground. Finally, after 30 minutes, she gave up and looked to me for advice.

"Ally, you're thinking about this too hard and you're letting your anger get the best of you." I explained to her. "Take a deep breath and clear your mind of everything and anything around you." She did as I instructed and silence filled the room.

I watched for any signs until finally, I saw it. The tiny bear lifted off the ground just a little, but it was enough to prove my hunch. I clapped my hands as she turned around to face me, a smile stretching her face.

"Well done Ally, you truly are one with your own mind and now, we just need to strengthen it." She shook her head in agreement.

Now I have to nurture the little mindful baby bird so that she can fly into the sky. It won't be easy, but it'll worth it.

Hey, I know I'm a little behind, but like I said I've had friend problems. I hope this chapter is satisfying for you all.

I need some ideas of how Austin could possibly counter attack what Ally did, so please send me any you might have.

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