Chapter Three

"Shut the hell up, Dawson." I mumbled. "Why don't you make me? Oh, that's right. You don't have the guts." she scoffed.

"Dawson, I bet you don't have half the guts I do. So, prissy girl, go back home." I sighed. "What don't you understand when I say I need you?! Where's the nice, considerate Austin?" she asked.

"He's gone, he's dead." she laughed sarcastically. "You liar, somewhere in there is the real Austin. Austin, I need you. I will find the real Austin, you just wait and see." she cried.

She went inside, fully determined to find him.

I loved her.

Ally's POV:

It's been a week since Austin and I talked. It's also been a week since Austin and I, you know, kissed.

"Gneiss is a metamorphic rock (A/N: Or sedimentary?) found in magma (A/N: lava?)." I repeated to my science teacher.

"Good, good. Mr. Moon, kissing another one of your girlfriends, is it?" Mr. Walkman asked. "Well, you can meet me in detention." I rolled my eyes.

After class, I found Austin kissing his girlfriend at his locker. "Hey Dawson, want some of this?" Austin spoke loudly as the crowd gathered to see us.

"No, I don't want this," I shifted my eyes to his outfit. "I want you. What happened to you? I want to see the old Austin back." I could tell he was brought down.

"Austin is long gone. If you want him, too bad. I'm the new, 2.0 Austin."

To be honest, I hate the new Austin.

"Austin." I whispered. "Austin this, Austin that. I'm tired of Austin taking over my fucking life. Don't make me hurt you, Daw." Austin scoffed.

"You wouldn't dare. I'm too precious for you." I retorted. "Oh yeah? Try me, bitch." he justified. "Hit me, go on. Do it, your highness." I gave up. He pinned me against the lockers.

He slapped me in a rush.

But he forcefully kissed me. He bit my lip and his tongue entered my mouth as I gasped.

It all happened in two seconds.

"Austin Monica Moon, report to the front office. Austin Monica Moon. Thank you." the principal reported on the loudspeaker. Austin huffed, then went to the office.

I ran to the front office. I overheard their conversation. "... You're under arrest for illegal use of drugs and alcohol." he huffed. "See if I care." Austin crossed his arms.

"Wait, it's my fault." I stepped out. "Ms. Dawson, are you taking full responsibility for Mr. Moon's actions?" the principal asked.

"Yes. He may not care about me, but I still care about him." I gulped. "Austin Moon and Ally Dawson, please come with me." the police officer escorted Austin and I to her car. "Where are you taking us?" I asked.

"To the police station, little girl." excuse me, I'm not little! I'm petite... "I will ask you a few questions." the policewoman growled.

When we reached the police station, I was so afraid of my actions. I felt intimidating eyes stare at me as I passed the jail cell cubicles. "Frank, I'm going to take these two to the questioning room." she told one of her coworkers. "Okay. Well, see you later." the Caucasian young man drank his coffee.

I can't be in jail! I've heard what jail would be like, but I'm not a fan. I've read every book in the library, and I have a 4.0! How could I sink this low?!

"Where were you guys on the alleged day?" she asked. "Listen here lady, I ain't going back to juvie." Austin scoffed. "Austin!" I whisper-shouted and hit him. "Listen, Ms. Pansworth, we don't want any trouble." I squealed, looking at her name tag.

"Answer the question." she clenched her teeth. We remained silent, and she finally cracked. "Fine, you leave me no choice." she signaled Austin and I to a jail cell, to ourselves. I don't wanna be locked in a jail cell with Austin! He could brutally kiss me, or worse!

He sat down on the bed beside me. We sat in resilient silence for a while.

I paced around, and he just sat there, staring at the ground. "... I couldn't tell you... That I used drugs or drank... I feel so bad... I'm so damn stupid. Geez, I'm so sorry, Ally." I cringed when he said my name, still staring at the ground.

"I regret ever drinking or using drugs..." he sighed. I walked over there, and sat down next to Austin. "It's okay, Austin. It wasn't your fault." I spoke sincerely. He sighed again.

"Maybe it is my fault." he put his hands on his head. "It's no one's fault, really." I explained.

Austin's POV:

If only you knew how much my heart aches for her, you would understand how she means to me.

".. You can kiss me, if you want..." she hopelessly sighed, seeing how much I wanted her. "Finally." I spoke, she giggled. I put my hands around her, and I kissed her. I bit her lip, I entered my tongue. There were sounds of melodious lip-smacking for seven minutes.

I needed her, I crave for her, I loved her. I doubt she feels the same way.

"Austin," she breathlessly exclaimed. "We're going too fast."

I'll say.