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Here's chapter 4, hope you guys like it, and make sure to review!

Six Months Later

"Hey Ally, could you grab that box?" asked Austin, shaking me out of my thoughts. Me and Austin had been dating for six months now, and we decided too move in together. There was a giant box of my things at his house, and same with his things at my house.

"Yeah, just a second Austin!" I said. I picked it up out of the trunk of his dad's car and added it to the pile of boxes in my arms.

I slowly carried them all into the big grey house, and deposited them in the empty living room.

"We'll start unpacking tomorrow, okay Alls? I think I'm just too tired too do anything else now," he said as he flopped down on the couch. I frowned, than sat on him.

"HEY!" he exclaimed. "We'll have no lazy people today, mister!" I scolded, to which his reply was pushing me off of him and onto the ground. HE groaned and closed his eyes, than I snuck up behind the couch and than screamed "BOO!".

He nearly jumped out of his skin. As he sat on the ground he yelled "ALLY DAWSON YOU COME BACK HERE!".

I laughed and ran out the door. By the time he came outside, I had already begun to stack some more boxes in my arms. I looked at him innocently and said "What?".

He glared at me playfully than grabbed some more boxes. We walked inside again, with him grumbling something like 'always have to carry the big boxes' and 'scared me out of my skin thats what'!

We had started opening up the boxes, when I heard "Alls? WHAT is this?" he asked. I turned around and saw him holding up an old fan I had thought would be good for in the dining room.

"It looks like it came out of an ancient castle from 1800 or something!" he exclaimed, a look of disgust on his face. I grabbed the fan from him.

"And thats exactly what it is! Historically important and very regal looking!" I exclaimed, defending my old fan.

He rolled his eyes, and muttered something about 'regal my butt' but I just smiled as I opened a second box.

There was a rectangle shape wrapped in bubble wrap, which I quickly unwrapped to reveal a photo of me and my parents on the doorstep of my house. Before it all fell apart. Before mom went solitary. Before the constant fighting. The time when there was just happiness at the fact we were together.

My breath caught in my throat, and I plopped onto the couch, staring at the offending photo. . . so many memories. . . it was hard too bear.

"Whats that?" asked Austin, as he sat beside me, taking a good look at the photo.

"Its. . . Its a photo of my parents and me, before. . ." I trailed off, my throat choking up, my eyes threatening too spill tears.

Austin frowned. "Before what, Ally?" he asked, and I realized I'd never told him. There had never been a need too, plus it was extremely painful.

" My parents never fought before this picture. . . before this picture, everything was perfect," I whispered. I took a deep breath and continued. "After this, however, everything went wrong. . . Dad started gambling. . . Mom was getting frustrated all the time. . . Eventually it just ended," I said, and a single tear ran down my face, just like the day it ended.

"Oh, Ally," Austin said, but I just curled up on the couch and wept. He hugged me and comforted me.

"We will never be like that, Ally!" he exclaimed. "We won't make those mistakes, we'll stay strong!" he exclaimed, and I smiled and put my head on his shoulder.

"Lets keep unpacking, Austin," I said, and he smiled and helped me off the couch. "There's still a lot to do, and we've hardly even begun!" I exclaimed. We kept unpacking, but eventually had to call it a day.

As we were lying on the couch again, I wondered aloud "Can you believe it?".

"How far we've come?" He smiled and turned his head towards me. "Not really, but I want too," he said.

I smiled back. "Remember that first date? When you took me too the beach?" I asked, and he nodded, his eyes lost in the memory.

"We've come so far since then!" he said, and I nodded too.

"Lets get some sleep, Austin," I muttered. "We've got a long day of more unpacking tomorrow!"

He groaned, but I helped him off the couch and we walked towards the bedroom, lost in memories.