Guys…I know. This story is turning into a horrible thing. I know, and I don't blame you for thinking that too. The updates aren't frequent and not very long, I'm aware of that too. I guess that's because I really don't "feel" this story.

I never experience any pleasure from writing it. I think this will be the last chapter to it. I'm sorry. Thank you for all the support and understanding throughout this story. I appreciate it all and love you all.

Now, onto the story. As I said, this will most-likely be the last chapter.

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AUSTIN

I woke up, shaking with fear. It was those dreams again, so real, as if lucid. I could see him…Almost touching me, but then; something was pulling him back, making a huge distance between us. And that distance was the thin line between life and death.

I shook the images of my dad from my head and got up, getting ready for school.

It was a usual morning, the birds were singing, the sun was shining. It was chilly outside, though, causing me to put on an extra lair of clothes.

After eating my breakfast, saying goodbye to my mom and giving one last look around the house, I opened the door and headed for school.

Once there, I headed for my locker. This time, like never, I didn't want any attention on me. I held my head down and went to class.

Luck wasn't with me that day; next class was history.

As I slouched in the back, I remembered the essay. Ally and I had to finish it today, just before class, but the little argument between us was a huge change-of-plans.

"Hello, class. Today is Thursday and I sure hope all of you have done your essay. The grades will…"-He was cut off by something…or should I say someone.

It was Ally. She was late to class. It was only then that I realized that I didn't see her in the hallway.

"Uh…Hello, Mr. Brock. I'd like to excuse myself. There was um…traffic." – Ally stammered as she sat down next to me, it being the only seat available.

The teacher shook his head disapprovingly at her but continued his lesson.

"So, Ally Dawson, how would you like to start the essay presentation?" – We all heard the mock in his voice.

Ally looked at me from the corner of her eye. She must have remembered that despite our fight, we were still a team.

I nodded at her, smiling a little, trying to encourage her.

Ally seemed taken aback by this action. Just because I had some…anger issues…that doesn't mean I'm some heartless freak!

"Uhhh…Yes, Mr. Brock. C'mon, Austin, let's do this!" – She got to her feet, shortly followed by me.

We stood in the front of the class. Every single eye was on us.

"S-So…The essay…Uh,…That's on the…Um, the war…uh…"- Ally stammered again. I turned to the side to look at her.

She looked so afraid…so alone. I knew that feeling all too well.

I didn't know what took over me, but I caught her hand. Maybe it was because I wanted to relax her…or it was because I wanted to tell her that I'm sorry. Either way, she visibly relaxed.

ALLY

The presentation of the essay went great, to say the least. The teacher, being satisfied with our work, let us out 30 minutes earlier.

I wandered the empty corridors for a while, not knowing what to do. A image kept replaying itself in my head; the way Austin grabbed my hand. The way he smiled at me.

I missed that. Our two days of friendship were over. I didn't even know if you could call it friendship…I just wanted to have someone there for me. Just once.

Then, I heard a voice behind me. A soft yet strong voice, one that belonged to a blonde boy. My blonde boy.

"Ally!" – Austin called.

I wanted to stop. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to just melt in his hug and tell him everything. Instead, I did the exact opposite.

I started walking faster, now out of the school territory.

It was long before I stopped. I collapsed on a grass field, the school far behind me, thinking that I had left Austin in school.

Nope.

"Ally. Please. Listen to me."- He collapsed beside me, breathless.

I decided there was no point to argue with him and gave in, nodding my head 'yes'.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry. I know…"- Austin paused, looking around.-"…I know that screaming at you wasn't the smartest thing to do. But the thing is Ally; I'm tired of people calling me a freak just because I have anger issues. I…I knew you meant well, but the non-stop teasing of the kids came back to me when you said that I should go see a doctor. I'm sorry."

I knew he was sencier. I knew that he actually meant it.

AUSTIN

We stayed in silence for a few seconds. I got fed up with it. We both liked each other, I could see that. And I wanted to get rid of the tension. So…to do that, I wanted to create even more tension.

I did the most logical thing that came to mind.

I kissed her.

That was it, guys! The last chapter! Even though, as I have said many times, I didn't really enjoy writing this story, I'm still sad it ended.

Nevertheless, I wanted to thank everybody who reviewed, favourited and followed. I love you all!

Stay #LOUD!