Hey everyone! The next chapter is here! I have to warn you, though, that this is a very, very, very sad chapter. Sorry, guys.

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally, or anything else you recognize.

Chapter 3

"Wait!" Austin yelled. "What about me? I love you, Ally Dawson. I freaking love you. Please don't leave me!" He sobbed, tears streaming down his face. "There are still people in this world that love you."

"I know, but the people who hate me greatly outnumber the people who live me, like a bazillion to one. It's just too hard. I'm ready to go." She also had tears in her eyes.

"No, don't," Austin whispered hoarsely. "Don't leave me. I'll die."

Ally somehow heard him and made eye contact with the sobbing boy in front of her. "I'm sorry, Austin, but I have to do this. Goodbye, Austin Moon."

The world around Austin seemed to slow down. In slow motion, he saw Ally's finger pull the trigger, heard the bang, and watched helplessly as her small body flew backwards across the room. Vaguely, he heard a scream and realized that it was him.

Austin ran over to Ally, tears blinding him. "Ally!" he cried. "Ally!"

Her eyes opened. "Austin."

"Ally, I'm so, so, sorry. I'm sorry I didn't tell you that I love you sooner! I'm so stupid! So dumb!" he yelled in frustration. He put her head on his lap. "I love you, Ally! Come back! Please! I can't make it without you! I can't live without—" He stopped when he felt a hand squeeze his. He looked down. "Ally."

"Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault."

"But—" He was once again interrupted by the dying girl in his lap.

"Shh, let me finish." She coughed, then spoke again. "Thanks for reading my post, for coming, for loving me. You know, I love you too. I've loved you since I first saw you. But I made my choice."

Ally's words hit Austin like a brick. "You love me too?"

She nodded. "I'm sorry, Austin. Don't…forget me."

"I would never forget you, Ally. You're the only girl I love. I'll wait for you—"

"No. You need to live your life, a nice, long life. You need to move on. Do it for me. Promise me, Austin. Promise…" she trailed off, closing her eyes.

"Ally!" Austin yelled. "Ally, wake up!"

Her eyes fluttered open. "Promise," she croaked.

Although he didn't want to, Austin knew he couldn't say no to the person her loved the most. So he nodded. "I promise, Ally."

Ally grinned, satisfied with his answer. "I want you to have my book."

Her book? Austin though. The book that she was always writing in? The book that she also yelled at people for touching it? "Your book?" he asked, puzzled.

She nodded. "It's on my desk. Take a look around. Anything you want, it's yours. Take Dougie the Dolphin. And here." With difficulty, she reached up and removed the necklace she had been wearing. Hanging from the chain was a silver whistle. "This is also for you." She hung it around his neck, the pendant hanging at his heart.

Austin had started to cry again. "I'll never take it off," he promised.

Ally was having trouble breathing now. She gripped Austin's hands. "I…love…you, Austin…Moon."

"I love you too, Ally Dawson."

Ally smiled and closed her eyes. "Promise."

"I promise," he whispered.

With that Ally Dawson took her final breath.

"I will never forget you. I will always love you. And I promise to live my life to the fullest," Austin whispered in her ear. Then he broke down and cried. She was gone. The girl he loved was gone. And no matter what he told Ally, deep down, he blamed himself for her death. If he had known what she was going through, he could have somehow stopped it. And she'd still be alive. He sobbed harder.

Stop it, he told himself. Stop blaming yourself. That's not what Ally wanted.

But no matter what he told himself, he couldn't stop the tears from spilling out of his eyes. He didn't acknowledge Trish and Dez's arrival, their arms around his, the comforting words they said, or the paramedics' arrival. He just kept on crying his eyes out, heartbroken.

It wasn't until a paramedic tried to take Ally's body from him that he did something. Austin simply held on. "No! Don't go, Ally! Don't take her away! Give her back to me!" he yelled to the men. He didn't want to let her go. He didn't want to believe that she was really gone. He didn't want her body in that black bag, confirming that she was really dead. He held on to Ally and kept crying and crying and crying.

Finally, the paramedics convinced him to let go of Ally. He planted a kiss on Ally's forehead and whispered, "I love you, Ally, and I'm sorry for everything I've done." With that, he let the paramedics take her.

After the men left, he curled up on her bed, taking in her strawberry scent and sobbing his eyes out, repeating the words, "I'm sorry", "I promise", and "I love you" over and over again. Several people tried to talk to him, but he just ignored everyone.

Finally, after what seemed like eternity, Austin got up, picked up Ally's precious book and Dougie the Dolphin, and took one last look around the room. Ally's fleece blanket caught his eye. He picked it up and examined it. It was a nice red color—her favorite—and her name was embroidered on a corner of the blanket with nice golden thread. He draped it across his arm and walked downstairs, where Dez and Trish were waiting for him.

"Are you okay, Austin?" Dez asked, concerned.

Austin knew his eyes were probably red from crying and his face was blotchy, but he didn't care. He shook his head. "No, I'm not, but in time, I will be."

"I told the paramedics everything. I also showed them the letter Ally wrote on Facebook. I'm sorry, Austin," Trish said to him. Only she and Dez had known that he loved Ally.

Austin gave her a grateful look. "Thanks." The three of them started to walk towards their houses.

"So what now?" Dez asked. "What are you going to do?"

Austin thought about it. Don't forget me. Live your life, a nice long life. I love you. Ally's voice echoed in Austin's head. Suddenly, he knew what he was going to do.

"I'm going to honor Ally's wishes. I'm going to live my life to the fullest."

And that's the chapter. Please don't hate me! Anyway, what did you think? Love? Like? Hate? Any Comments? Questions? I have one for you...do you guys think I did a good job writing all these sad parts? I really wanna know what you think. So...let me know by leaving a review! :)

Until next time!

~amillipede