Okay, since this story is rated M, and I'm not really cursing anymore, I'm finding a loop hole. What I'm doing is I'm going to other M stories, highlighting the needed curse word, copying it, then pasting it onto my story whenever I feel like it's needed. So…yeah.

ENJOY!


Ally's POV:

"Trish," I deadpanned, adjusting the phone in my hand so the speaker was aligned, "why on Earth would I be dating Austin?" Luckily, she couldn't see my flustered face and the little beads of sweat that were forming on my forehead.

I heard the Latina sigh through my phone. "It's just that you guys have been spending more time alone together lately. That, and you both seem happier. It all adds up!"

We had been talking for the last fifteen minutes, and somehow, she had brought up the subject about Austin and me and how we've been inseparable lately. I was lying down on my bed, under the covers, not wanting to leave them this Saturday afternoon. Trish was taking a "break" at her job over at the smoothie cart.

"That isn't the case―may I remind you when Austin and I thought the same thing about you and Dez?" My hand rested on my stomach as I spoke. Lately, I've been having some problems, like having hot flashes and nausea. Maybe I'm getting menopause.

"Then if that's the case, then who are you secretly dating, and what is Austin's secret?" The excitement in her voice rose by every word. Trish loves gossip, and that was another reason that I couldn't tell her or Dez anything. "Oh my god, are you dating Keith from biology? Girl, I told you not to give in to him!"

"I'm not dating Keith," I said, "and Austin does have a secret, and I do have a secret boyfriend."

"Who is it?" She asked anxiously.

I smirked. "I'm not telling you," I said in a sing-song voice, satisfied at the face that she nor Dez have been able to figure out Austin's and my secret relationship with each other.

Trish gasped. "Let me give you a heads-up, your boyfriend's cheating on you with some other girl!" I could hear her chair moving. "Hold on a second," she told me, then put her hand over the phone. "I'm using today and tomorrow's break all in one!…what do you mean I can't do that?"

While waiting for her rant with her boss, I yawned multiple times. I've been getting decent sleep, but lately, I've just been more tired than usual.

Maybe Trish won't notice if I hung up, I thought.

Hitting the "call end" button on my touch screen, I snuggled deeper under the covers and my eyes fluttered until they were shut.


"Ally, Alls, wake up," a soothing voice whispered in my ear, bringing me out of my short dream. It was a nice one. It was about Austin and me, when we were grown up, and there were two little kids running around us. Everybody was wearing white and we were getting ready for a picture to be taken of us. We were on a grassy hill, sitting on a red and white checkered blanket that was shaded by an oak tree. The sky was a beautiful blue, and there were big, puffy, white clouds in the sky.

There was a little girl with straight, blond hair, which was pinned back in two white barrettes Her hazel eyes had this beautiful sparkle in them that made anyone think that she was an angel from heaven, even though she was. She wore white dress shoes, which were new, but she had already managed to get some dirt stains on them. The little girl had two pearl bracelets on her wrists, and a pearl necklace around her smooth neck. There was a boy with light, brown hair and dark, brown eyes. His teeth were almost perfect, except for the missing two teeth in the front. His white polo was buttoned to the very top and he was very careful not to stain his white pants, but he still ran around.

I gently stirred awake, my eyes barely opening, but I could still make out a blob of bright, blond hair. I smiled a little bit at the sight. Even though I didn't want to wake up, I was glad I was able to wake up to someone who made me happy in the dream. I had always dreamed of kids, and who would be better to father them than Austin himself?

"What time is it?" I asked Austin whilst he kicked off his shoes and joined me under the warm blankets, snuggling next to me and invading my personal space, even though I didn't mind. In fact, having him this close to me almost made me want to rip off his shirt and attack his amazing body with my hormonal one. My breathing became shallow as I admired every inch of his neck that had a few light hickeys on them. I wanted nothing more than to make them even darker, to be able to show the world that he was mine.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon….have you really been sleeping this entire time?" He looked at me with skeptical eyes. He knew, just like everyone else, that I always woke up at about 8:30 every Saturday morning. No earlier, no later.

Is it possible that I don't care about when I wake up as long as he's next to me?

After a few seconds, no one said anything. I didn't want to break the contact, and Austin was evidently confused, considering he shot me a bewildered glance and his thick eyebrows pushed together. He gave a smile, wondering what my next move was going to me. Let's just say that it was going to be a move.

I stretched out my limbs and wrapped them around Austin, my arms around his neck, and my legs tangled with his, bringing him closer to me than before.. "I guess I did," I whispered, kissing him softly then resting my head in the crook of his neck, leaving little, light kisses everywhere I could touch. I loved having someone that was so sexy, yet they were also there for you. I guess perfect guys don't exist only in books. I couldn't just attack him sexually with no given reason. I had to lead him up to the main event with a few opening acts.

Austin's breathing became heavier with each passing second, symbolizing what he was feeling. His skin began to heat up and I could feel his heart beating quicker than before with my lips that were biting his sweet spot. "You know you have to get out of bed, right?" He stalled, eyes closing and his arms wrapping around my waist, taking the hint that I wanted no space between us.

I took a moment to think of a way that I wouldn't have to comply to answer that question. "Is my dad here?" I looked up at Austin and batted my eyelashes at him, giving a little pout after I licked my lips seductively, giving him a few quick kisses on the lips, then pulling away.

Suddenly caught in the moment, he said, "N-n-no." His beautiful hazel eyes were studying mine intensely, causing the atmosphere in the room to thicken and the temperature rise.

We both knew what we wanted to happen, and since no one was here to stop us, then we could do whatever we wanted.

"Good," I said, then smashed my lips in to his, breathing sharply through my nose and tugging on his hair. We tilted our heads to the left and crushed our lips against each other. I sucked on his lips, rolling them between my teeth every so often, loving the fire burning in my stomach and the moans that came from Austin as I wrapped him around my finger even more.

Enhancing the kiss even further, Austin's hands roamed all over my barely-clothed body.

Did I mention is was still wearing my skimpy lingerie piece that barely covered me?

I crawled on top of Austin, still under the covers, and straddled him, my hands going from his fire-hot hair to under his white muscle shirt. I gave a slight moan in the kiss when Austin's squeezed my ass, and he took that as the opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth, but not before I could clench my teeth together. Hearing the groan that he gave, I smirked. I so had him wrapped around my finger now.

My hands travelled under his top and around his glorious abs until I grabbed his nipples with my fingernails and pulled until he gasped. I took this opportunity to shove my tongue in his mouth and massage his tongue with mine.

Austin tried to take dominance, but I wasn't giving up. I wanted this, and we're gonna do it my way.


"Hey, Alls?" Austin asked, his hands resting under his head and wiggling slightly under the thin, white sheet that hung low on his naked hips.

"Yes?" I whispered, placing my head on the crook of his neck and drawing shapes on his chest. I had my white sheet wrapped around my body, covering my boobs.

Austin and I had just finished Round 4 and we were both a little exhausted. Well, I was. Austin was begging me for another round, but I just wasn't up to it, no matter how turned on I was.

"Can you make me a sandwich?" He turned around to face me and pecked me on my forehead. Oh, how cute, he thinks I can walk after what just happened.

"Sweetie," I said, "it's gonna be kind of hard to make you a snack when I can barely stand."

Wait, I've got an idea.

"Why don't you make me a sandwich?"


Austin's POV:

Right now, Ally and I are driving to the venue where we're performing, but she got very hungry, and she yelled at me until I pulled up to the nearest gas station. She demanded that we went inside and got something to eat, since she was craving every thing on the planet. What's up with her lately? Is this what happens to people who are having sex a lot?

"All right, what do you want?" I asked her, locking the car and catching up to her. "Quit running!" I yelled. Geez, she doesn't even run this much in P.E..

"Oh, can I have a doughnut? NO, I want some sour gummy worms! Wait, can I have a fruit cup? Oo, can we get some gum? Oh look, they have Girl's Life magazine's latest edition here!"

Jesus.

"How about you get a Gatorade and a chocolate long-john?" Hearing her giddy laugh, I rolled my eyes, but smiled.

Ally walked around the store with a blue Powerade and a strawberry long-john. Way to change the order, Alls. Once her eyes set on the latest edition of People magazine, she started to squeal and bounce up and down on her toes.

"Oh my goodness," she said, "Princess Kate had a baby! Oh my god, he is just so huggable! And he has the cutest little cheeks that you just want to pinch! Austin," she turned to me and looked at me with those big, brown eyes of hers. "Do you think we could babysit your cousin Megan while she's still a baby? Pretty please with an Ally on top?" And…now we must leave. Screaming, pooing, I just can't deal with that right now. I'm a rock star!

I quickly grabbed the contents in Ally's hands, set them on the counter to pay, whipped out my wallet, and began the wordless process. I didn't say anything, but Ally was eyeing the doughnut seductively and the cashier was snickering at us.

I really hope he didn't recognize us.

As I grabbed the small, plastic bag, the guy looked at me and said, "Girls and their times of the month."

Ally's POV:

I eavesdropped on the conversation between Austin and the clerk, and it got me to thinking. When was my period supposed to be?

Let's see, my period last month was…

Oh my god, I didn't have a period last month!

YES!

But…why didn't it happen?

FUCK.


"Trish, please, you have to do this for me!" I begged, I've been fucking begging this fucking Latina ever since we were alone in my dressing room, which was thirty fucking minutes ago.

Why doesn't she just do what I say? Come on, I'm a nice person, and I've always done what Trish wants me to do ever since we met, so she should do the same for me!

The curly-haired girl looked at me with weird eyes.

"Why the hell do you want a pregnancy test? It's not like you've gone past second base with anybody." She crossed her arms and looked at me with amusement in her eyes. Oh, but little did she know that I was probably pregnant, and she was earning her spot on my hit list.

I tapped my foot impatiently against the carpeted floor. I couldn't tell her about Austin and me, no, that would be a big mistake. I had to find a loop hole out of it. But how…?

"Um," I stuttered, "you see…I'm…uh…just messing around! Yeah, I was just going to see if it would actually say that I'm a Virgin Mary. Who knows? My fatherless child could be the next Jesus!" Mimicking her actions, I crossed my arms and gave her my most convincing smile, hoping that she would agree.

Trish looked down, then back at me, then to her purse, then to my stomach, then back to me.

"Fine," she said, "I'll do it."


"Okay," I instructed, coming out of the bathroom, "we have to wait for five minutes, then it'll give us the results." I sat down on the dull green chair that had brown polkadots. Staring at the little white stick, it became difficult to breathe. This tiny thing in my hands decides my future. If it's positive, then I'm having a child.

I looked down at my stomach and put my hand on it, smiling in apprehension. I could have a little Austin and Ally in me right at this moment! I hope that he or she has Austin's hair and my eyes. Austin's dashing looks, and my brains.

I had always imagined that I would have my first child after marriage, and that's the way I planned it. I'm honestly petrified that I could be pregnant at 17 years old. I can't even go to college if what I'm thinking is true.

Then, my worst fears came to mind.

My parents are going to be so mad at me! I wouldn't be surprised if they called me a whore and kicked me out of the house right then and there.

Then…I would be raising this baby all by myself. Austin's parent's wouldn't allow him to be with me anymore. Mimi already knows that we had sex that one time, but that's it! Besides, that was like, four months ago. I'm pretty sure she won't be convinced that we had a four month old child inside of me without a bump showing.

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Come―" Trish and I chorused together, but were interrupted by the door opening.

"Ally Dawson, you're on in thirty seconds." One of the crew members told me anxiously.

Trish looked at me, took the test out of my hands, and started pushing me out the door.

I turned to look at her with worried eyes. "Will you tell me the results as soon as the concert's over?" Someone handed me a microphone, but I thanked them while still looking at Trish.

Giving me a weird smile, she promised that she would. "I still don't see why you're worried so much," she said.


"Do you remember at all?

People walkin' hand in hand

Can we feel that love again?

Can you imagine at all?

That we all could get along

And we all could sing this song

Together

Oh oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh oh oh oh whoa oh

Oh oo whoa oh oh oh oh"

I strut across the stage, temporarily forgetting what had been clouding my mind for the past few hours. All I did was focus on Austin as we sang together in front of 9,000 people.

Dancing closer and closer to each other, Austin and I held eye contact the entire time. His gorgeous eyes giving me visions ever so often of a little child with those same eyes. One who would sit in my lap while we watched Transformers on TV.

I could be holding one in my body right as we speak.

Just the thought of it scared me. What if the test was positive? What if I was carrying an unborn child right as we speak? What if my entire future is about to change?

What if…what if Austin will leave me?

Austin's eyebrows furrowed at me, he could obviously tell that something was wrong, so he subtly made his way over to me, lowered his mic to his side, and yelled in my ear.

"Are you all right?" He asked. I looked at him, did my best to nod convincingly, but I failed, seeing as he gave me a pointed look.

Trying to distract him, I started singing.

"If we could throw away the hate

And make love last another day

Don't give up just for today

Life would be so simple."

Soon enough, Austin joined in.

"And they may talk about us

But they will never stop us." We stood next to each other, our chests almost touching, as we looked in to each other's eyes and got ready for the high note.

"We'll keep, singin'!

Oh oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh oh oh oh whoa oh

Come on, we'll keep singin'

Singin' oh oh oh oh oh

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh

Do you remember at all?

People walkin' hand in hand

Can we feel that love again?

Can you imagine at all?

If we all could get along

Then we all could sing this song

Together."

The audience broke out in to screams and applauses. I turned towards the front row, seeing that a little girl on her father's shoulders waved at me, so I smiled wide and waved back. The child had curly blond hair and bright, blue eyes. Her teeth were slightly crooked, but that didn't matter to anybody. It just made her even more adorable than her princess outfit and the pink, fuzzy crown that was on her head.

Breaking me out of my enamor, Austin grabbed my wrist and dragged me off of the stage. Waiting for us there were Trish and Dez who both had big smiles on their faces.

Hugging Trish tightly, I whispered in her ear, "What are the results?" I pulled away from the embrace, looking her dead in the eye, doing my best not to freak out.

Trish rolled her eyes at me.

"Congrats, Girl, you're apparently pregnant."

Oh god.


I would like to acknowledge that I used the song Together by Demi Lovato and Jason Derulo.

Also, I'm so sorry for not updating for a while. The thing is, I'm sick again, so my mind is drawing a lot of blanks for the time being, which makes me even more grateful that you guys have given me ideas for the plot. So, thanks again!

Okay, I'm gonna give responses to reviews, something that I haven't done for this story yet.

Little-bit-of-auslly: Thank you so much!

Sibuna123: we can make that work, but we would have to go to the bathroom together so we wouldn't be attacked by a troll!

MusicAngel98: ditto here! I still haven't had my first kiss yet!

Question: embarrassing secret that you're willing to tell? I didn't know how to ride a bike until earlier this summer…but, now I'm riding about 8 miles every few days!

That one Moment: When your prediction was true and you go crazy.

Quote By Me: "Maybe if you were the person in your dreams, then they would come true. It

certainly wouldn't happen to someone who just sits around all day."

And that's all I got.

Also, please check out one of my other stories: Will You Smile For Me? It was my first story on Fanfiction, and I really hope you guys like it!

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