What's up, my little pixies?

Okay, so, while I was trying to think of a greeting to give you guys at 2 in the morning, I came up with Dez's greeting that he has to use on the phone:

"Hello, my aura is yellow and I can't play the cello!"

Yeah…no comment on how the hell that came across my mind…

Guys, we got to 300 reviews on this story!

Anyways, this is the fourteenth chapter of 'Let There Be Love'!

You guys, this is exciting stuff!

Wow, I sound nearly identical to my World History teacher.

Speaking of which, my friend says that we're pretty much identical—personality and all, except for the fact that she loves history and I'm not exactly keen on it. She goes on about how my teacher is me from the future to help me from making a mistake that could devastate the entire future.

Sounds like a finale from Charmed if you ask me… ;)

Shoot, I got off track again!

Let's cut off my rambling and get to the good stuff!

Enjoy!


Ally

"Ally, stop pacing, you're making me dizzy and you're making a draft."

I halted in my tracks, turning around to face Austin as I leant against the steel bars.

I sarcastically replied, "Oh, I'm sorry. Next time, I'll be sure to stay still whenever we're in jail!"

"It's just a holding cell…"

"Great words of encouragement, babe."

After the manager and the officer busted us, we took the walk of shame as the entire restaurant stared at us. We were led to the back of a police car, where they were taking us to the local station to be placed in a holding cell until someone could pick us up.

Luckily, we were the only ones in the cell, so we didn't have to deal with anybody else.

Sighing defeatedly, I trudged over to the cold, metal bench that Austin was sitting on and plopped down next to him, slumping over and placing my head in my hands.

"I can't believe this happened," I whispered, "this was never supposed to happen."

I shot up from my guilty thoughts, suddenly realising the most important part of it all. "Oh my God, what about the kids? What are they going to think when they know that their mom and dad were in jail because they were doing the disgusting in public? What if the officer sees that I was raising them by myself, and takes them away from me? They could be placed in the system, and it would all be my fault! What kind of mother am I? It's my first date I've been to in God knows how long, and I get charged with public indecency not even two hours into it! I can't believe that I did this, and I'm supposed to set an example for them to follow! I…I—" Austin interrupted me, placing his hand over my mouth to silence.

"Oh my God…Baby, I love you and all, but please stop rambling."

I took four deep breaths, letting my mind fall at ease as I felt my heart rate slow down to a normal rate.

I trailed off, "it's just that we haven't even seen each other for six years, and we both end up in jail the first day we're reunited…"

I felt Austin's strong arm wrapped around me, bringing me close as I snuggled into his side, inhaling the scent that I missed so much.

"Everything's gonna be just fine…," he whispered into my ear before kissing the side of my head. "There is a silver lining, though: at least we have a chance to talk. We haven't been able to do that in a while."

Silence fell upon us and I knew what he was going to bring up next.

"What demon possessed you into breaking up with me?"

Not exactly what I thought he was going to say, but close enough.

My eyes closed, and I squeezed them shut, knowing that it was now or never.

"The day that it happened, I was around two months along with the twins," I began. "I was planning on telling you about the pregnancy, but I just didn't know how to say it. After I had gotten my sickness over with and took a nap due to all the distraction, I had woken up to hearing your dad asking you to talk with him for a second, and I began to listen. I heard his rant about how we shouldn't be together, and that I wasn't any good for you. It made me realise that I couldn't put this whole pregnancy deal on you when we were only seventeen years old. You had a career that took most of your time, and there was no way I was going to let the press publish a story about how you knocked up your songwriter that led to teenage pregnancy. I couldn't let all of that bad publicity be pushed onto you because of the situation. It was stupid at the time, I know this now, but I was so driven on making sure that you weren't affected." Tears began to drop from my eyes to the bottom half of my dress. "I guess I figured that the only logical solution, without using abortion, was to break up with you and run. And…that's exactly what I did. I ran, and I kept on running until I couldn't anymore without the children being affected. When they were born, I saw you. It turned out that hallucinations were a side effect of the epidural, but it felt so real when you had held my hand as we greeted two beautiful children to the world."

By the time I had finished, Austin was crying as well. Everything felt to raw, so real. The emotions were bare, and we both felt so vulnerable.

That's when Austin chose to speak up.

"I'm sure you remember my speech about how I felt while you were gone back at the apartment, but there was so much more. I was so damn confused, and my mind didn't even think about pregnancy until I met Alex and Andy. I spent weeks on end isolating myself from the rest of the world, and it took Trish's scolding to get me to speak my mind. The day of the concert just this past week, I felt that something was going to happen, and you were on my mind way more that you usually were. Something felt so right when I walked on stage that day, but I had no idea what it was. Before I premiered Nothing, I could hear you laughing in my mind. It was just an echo, but it meant so much more to me than just replaying old videos of us. I personally felt you telling me to preform that song for the very first time, since it helped me cope whenever I was bummed out about what happened with us. It was almost as if I had to sing that song, so that's what I did. I felt bravery, and I felt courage, I felt closure. The second your eyes met mine, I knew that it was meant to be. I had no idea what I was doing, I just knew that I had to get to you. I needed to see you again, I needed to be with you, but…you ran away…"

By this point, our fingers were laced with each other and I found my head resting against Austin's shoulder as I was perched on his lap. I could hear every rhythmic beat of his heart, and nothing more could have calmed me.

This was all so real.

I began to tell another story.

"Just a few weeks after we broke up, and I saw you on a date with Cassidy. When I got the chance to look you in the eyes after she pointed me out, I noticed how happy she made you. I felt that I could never do that—make you that happy. It broke me, and I dwelled upon it for months, and I still did every now and again—"

"Ally, the only reason I was happy was because I saw you. Cassidy didn't do shit for my feelings. I thought she would be a decent rebound, something to pick me back up, but it only pushed me down further. That day, I realised that I would never, ever, get over you, no matter what had happened. I only prayed that your past loves didn't resurface."

I chuckled darkly.

Looks like your prayers weren't answered, I thought.

"Well, later that same day, Elliot came by the store. I tried to hide my growing stomach from him, but he noticed. When I told him that the baby was yours, he pushed me aside and stood up on the countertop of the store, yelling about how I was an alcoholic and this was my fourth pregnancy or something, and I was going to abort like I had apparently done with the other children. Everyone looked at me in disgust, and they left the store. I ran up to Elliot and asked him why he did such a thing, but he only sneered at me. It was that night I was in the practice room, and I wrote a song about us—about the pain that I was feeling from our falling out."

Austin's eyebrows furrowed together and he looked in thought. "I wrote a song about us around the same time. I felt incomplete, and I assumed that it was because I was figuring out the chords and lyrics, but it felt as though I already knew the song. I had walked out to my balcony, and I just started singing a song that I had never heard of. The crazy thing was that I felt you singing with me, even though I had no idea where you were. I kept the song private, only recording it once in front of two people, but I never released it in any sort of way or sang it to anyone else."

I jolted upward.

"I was thinkin' 'bout you

Thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us

What we gonna be

Opened my eyes

It was only just a dream

So I travelled back

Down that road

When we come back

No one knows

I realized

It was only just a dream…"

I was stopped short by a large hand grasping my lower arm. Austin. But, when I turned around, it was one of his security guards.

He looked at me with a straight face through his sunglasses. "Excuse me, ma'am, but where did you hear that song?"

Confused, but thinking that he was either going to call it horrible or wanted it on his iPod, I figured that I had nothing else to lose.

"Um," I sputtered, "I wrote it…"

The man's expression grew more serious, as he puffed out his chest and crossed his arms, letting go of my arm.

He denied, "no, you didn't. Austin Moon wrote that song, and he hadn't released it. Now, tell me, how do you know 'bout that song?"

Austin gazed at me with eyes filled to the brim with confusion.

"Is everything all right?" He wondered aloud.

Sing the song. Sing the song, damn it!

I took a deep breath and let the familiar words flow out of me like they had been for the past six years.

"I was thinkin' 'bout you

Thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us

What we gonna be

Opened my eyes

It was only just a dream

So I travelled back

Down that road

When we come back

No one knows

I realized

It was only just a dream…"

His eyes were wide, as were mine.

How was this possible? Every amount of logic objects this moment, yet here it is. We both wrote the same song, and we didn't even know it.

He began to continue the song with lyrics that I hadn't even thought of.


(Do you guys remember, way back in Chapter 6, when I had you guys turn on the amazing cover of Nelly's Just a Dream by Christina Grimmie, Sam Tsui, and Kurt Hugo Schneider? Well, time to tune in again!)

(Remember: Bold=Austin, Italics=Ally, Bold&Italics=Both)

"I was in the top

And now it's like I'm in a basement

Number one spot

Now you're findin' my replacement

And I swear now

That I can't take it

Knowin' somebody's got my baby

And now you ain't around

Baby, I can't think

I should've put it down

Should've got that ring

'Cause I can still feel it in the air

See your pretty face

Run my fingers through your hair

My lover, my life

My baby, my wife

You left me, I'm tied

'Cause I know that it just ain't right

...

I was thinkin' 'bout you

Thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us

What we gonna be

Open my eyes

It was only just a dream

Travelled back

Down that road

When we come back

No one knows

I realized

It was only just a dream

...

Now I'm ridin'

I swear, I see your face at every turn

I'm tryin' to get my usher on

But I can't let it burn

And I just hopes you know

That you're the only one I yearn for

The more and more I miss her

Will I ever learn?

Didn't give it all my love

I guess now I got my payback

Now I'm in the club

Thinkin' all about you baby

Hey, you were so easy to love

But, wait, I guess our love wasn't enough

I'm goin' through it every time

That I'm alone

And now I'm missin'

Wishin' you'd pick up the phone

But you made a decision

That you wanted to move on

'Cause I wrong

...

I was thinkin' 'bout you

Thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us

What we gonna be

Open my eyes

It was only just a dream

Travelled back

Down that road

When we come back

No one knows

I realized

It was only just a dream

...

If you've ever loved somebody

Put your hands up

If you ever loved somebody

Put your hands up

And now they're gone

And you're wishin' you could give them everything

Oh, if you've ever loved somebody

Put your hands up

(If you've ever loved somebody

Put your hands up)

Oh, if you've ever loved somebody

Put your hands up

(If you've ever loved somebody

Put your hands up)

And now they're gone

And you're wishin'

You could give them

Everything

I was thinkin' 'bout you

Thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us

What we gonna be

Open my eyes (Open my eyes)

It was only just a dream (It's just a dream)

So I travelled back (Travelled back, down the road)

(I travelled back, down the road)

Down that road

When we come back (We come back, no one knows)

No one knows (No one knows)

I realized

It was only just a dream (No no, whoa) (Dream)

I was thinkin' 'bout you

Thinkin' 'bout me

Thinkin' 'bout us(Ooo)

What we gonna be (Yeah)

Open my eyes (Open my eyes) (Open my eyes)

It was only just a dream (It's just another

It's just a dream)

Travelled back

Down that road

When we come back

No one knows (I realized)

I realized (I realized)

It was only just a dream

(Baby, it was only just

It was just a dream)

No no oh, oh

It was only just a dream"


Parts of the song that were in fragments were now together, and everything felt complete.

But still, how the fuck is this possible?

I really don't give a shit as to how this is possible.

Tears were clouding his eyes, but they were ghosting down my cheeks. I sensed his rough, calloused thumbs brushing the tears away from my cheeks as he leant in to kiss me.

The moment he placed his lips on mine, it felt like our very first kiss all over again.

Even though it feels like the first time every time he kisses me.

My breath hitched and my heart stopped for a moment. My mind swirled around, and I forgot everything except for Austin Moon.

Just as we were deepening the bond, however, a police officer walked into the room and told us to break it up.

After his command that caused us to separate, another voice, this one more happy, piped up.

"Huh, no wonder you guys were charged with public indecency. We can't even leave you two alone for five minutes without it looking like you two are about to do the nasty."

Dez.

Austin bit his tongue, and I bit the inside of my cheek.

I chose my next words carefully.

"We haven't seen each other for six years, give us a—wait, where's Trish and Alex and Andy? Are they all right? Are they here? Oh my God, what are they doing here? They can't see their mom and dad in jail! I'm setting such a horrible example for them, and I'm supposed to be their role model!" I rambled until I was silenced by Austin squeezing my hand reassuringly, letting me know that I needed to calm down.

"Relax," Dez remarked, placing his hands on his hips and smirking, "Trish is back at the apartment with the twins. She sent me here because apparently I can't be trusted with kids or something."

Well, that's about 5000% correct.

Austin and I stood up, our hands still joined together tightly.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Dez informed us that he already made sure everything wouldn't be exploited to the public and nothing would end up on our records, knowing that I was bound to have an anxiety attack about it.

He knows me so well!

Austin glanced at me from the side as we walked towards Dez's car, which would take us back to the restaurant so we could get Austin's car.

I knew what he was thinking, so I responded back.

It was totally worth it.


BOOM!

Chapter 14 is completed!

Okay, so I just want to wish everyone out there a happy Valentine's/Single's Awareness Day! It's my first year with a Valentine, so I'm pretty excited!

Now, onto FanFiction stuff!

RESPONSES TO REVIEWS:

rebekajr14—You are probably one of my favourite readers right now! Thanks so much!

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Luckystarz910—I'm best at comedic relief and sarcastic comments, honestly. I can't even give a proper compliment! I once complimented a dude on the girlfriend that he scored!

SilentK21—Can I hug you? Please? My arms are getting tired from holding them up for so long…

cateargrande—That's actually a good scene suggestion…expect to see it in the sext couple of chapters!

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THAT ONE MOMENT: When you have to admit to a teacher that you don't have an assignment that was due to that day. Happened to me just earlier today in Drama class, so when I ran to the library to print out my monologue (since my home printer hasn't been working and the school's student printers were down), I had to buy her a diet Dr. Pepper so she would forgive me and my awful attempt at a puppy dog face.

QUOTE: "Sometimes you may get dealt the wrong cards, it's what you do with them that could make you win the game." —rebekahjr14

Quite frankly, I don't think I have anything much else to say…that's a rare occurrence…

Well…

BYE!