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Ally's POV

Today was cold, the coldest out of the six days I've been living in my new home. Why I was doing my math homework on my front steps is beyond me, but with a cup of hot chocolate by my side, it kept me warm enough to deal with the cool air. It wasn't breezy or anything, it was just so frigid. I was bundled up in a pair of sweatpants, a sweatshirt, and a jacket on top of that. I only had a few more math problems to do until I was finished with my homework, after that I planned on going in the house and sitting in front of the heat, but of course, with my luck, I ran into a delay.

"Ally!" Emily yelled, sprinting toward me. "Why didn't you tell me?"

I looked at her confused, "Tell you what?"

"That you and Austin are going on a date!"

"Uh, I think you're confused," I said, patting her head. She glared at me, and then I stopped. "We're not going on a date, so…"

"That's not what I heard," She said matter-of-factly.

"What'd you hear?" I asked.

"Austin told me that you guys are going to the movies on Saturday!" She said, taking my hands and jumping up and down. I remained there still as I watched her get excited over nothing. She let go of my hands and smiled at me.

"Yeah… and?" I asked, looking back down to my homework. "Two friends can't go see a movie together without it being called a date?"

"So it's not a date?" She asked surprised. I looked back up from my homework and shook my head no. "Well, when did you guys make these plans then? Today?"

"No, we made them last Saturday when he was over my house," I said simply. Why was she asking me so many questions for?

"HE WAS OVER YOUR HOUSE!?" She shouted, taking my book from my lap and closing it. "WAIT! THESE PLANS WERE MADE FOUR DAYS AGO AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!?"

"We're just going to the movies! I don't know why you're getting so excited for." I said, taking my book out of her hand, and then opening it again. "And you shouldn't be feeling offended that I didn't tell you because honestly, we're just hanging out. That's it."

"You two are going to be boyfriend and girlfriend one day. I don't know when, and I don't know how it'll happen, but you just watch, Ally. I just have this feeling," She said, and I don't know why, but I couldn't breathe for a second.

"Why do you think that? I haven't even known him a week," I said, and she looked at me like I was completely oblivious about something.

"You just wait, you'll see. And when I turn out to be right, I'm definitely going to say I told you so," She said seriously. "I'm gonna go, though. It's cold out here." And with that, she ran across the street back to her house.

Why did she say that? Austin and I are just friends, and we only just met. What the hell do we do that makes her think that we're going to end up together? I only see Austin as a friend, and to be quite honest, it will never change into something more. I am completely positive about that, mark my words. Austin and I are great friends already. Since Saturday we've hung out two times since then, and I must admit, it's kind of nice having a guy friend. Back in Miami, most of the boys were pigs and only wanted one thing from girls, and I think it's obvious what I'm talking about. So, it's safe to say that having a guy friend is a good feeling. Which reminds me, Dez and I are actually getting on well, so I consider him a guy friend also. Austin, Dez, Trish and I actually plan on hanging out all together soon.

After Emily left, I finished my homework about ten minutes after and went into the house. I was home alone for the second day in a row, and times like these make me wish I had a sibling. My dad was at Sonic Boom and my mom was working late tonight, so I guess I'm fending for myself the rest of the day.

Austin's POV

"Dad, it isn't my fault mom had to go away again!" I yelled, nearly in tears.

"Yes it is," He slurred out, pointing at me with a beer bottle in his hand. He took a step toward me, and I stepped back. I was scared, really scared. My mom had to go on a surprise business trip and wouldn't be back for another three weeks. When she left yesterday morning, my dad immediately started drinking.

"It's really not, and please stop drinking," I said, grabbing the bottle from him. That's when it happened. My dad stumbled up to me and pushed me against the wall. "Dad, you're drunk. You don't know what you're do-." Punch. Right in the stomach. I held my stomach and bent down and started crying. Wack. Right across the head. I now held one of my hands over the spot he hit on my head and held my stomach. "Dad, please! Sto-." Kick. Right in the ankle. I fell to the ground and just laid there, crying, completely helpless. "I'm sorry, dad," Kick. Right over the spot he had punched.

"This is all your fault, and don't you forget that," My dad said, and then turned around, opened the fridge, grabbed another beer, and went into the living room.

I stayed on the floor, crying for a good twenty minutes, until I took my phone out of my pocket. I scrolled through my contacts and selected Ally. I pressed the send key and put the phone up to my ear. After four rings, the other line clicked.

"Hey, Austin. What's up?" She said.

"Hi, are you busy?" I asked, my voice was really shaky from crying so much.

"No, I'm home by myself. Are you okay?" She said, sounding concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I lied. I couldn't tell her the truth, I couldn't tell anyone.

"You don't sound fine, Austin," She said seriously, "What happened?"

"Nothing, Can I just… Can I please come over? I'm sorry to be bothering you, but I really ju-." I said, and then Ally interrupted.

"You're not bothering me, okay? Don't ever think that," Ally said softly. She sounded really concerned about me, and it was good to know that she cared. "Come on over, okay? Just walk in when you get here."

"Okay, thank you so much," I said, almost in tears again.

"Not a problem. See you soon," She said and then hung up.

I got up from the floor and ran for the door before my dad could see me. I was in pain, so much pain I could hardly bear it. Every movement I made on my way to Ally's house, a tear would roll down my cheek. I know I'm a boy, and I'm supposed to be able to take the pain, and you'd think by now I've gotten used to it because my dad has been like this for a while now, but I don't think I will ever get used to it. Every time he hurts me, it just seems to get worse. Sometimes I fight back, but he ends up winning because he's much stronger than me. I have muscle, and I'm pretty toned all around, but my dad was just bigger, and I couldn't compete against him. Every time I try I end up failing, so what's the point anymore?

When I walked up to Ally's door, I wiped my face, making sure there were no signs that I was just crying. I opened the door and went in like Ally told me to. I looked around and didn't see Ally.

"Ally?" I said, still looking around. I heard footsteps walk up behind me and felt hands grab my shoulders. I turned around and there she was.

"Hi," She said, smiling at me. I smiled back at her, and suddenly all thoughts of my father just vanished. This is really strange. I've had a lot of friends in my life, but none of them ever got my mind clear of my dad, ever. Now here's this girl I met only a week ago, and she has me forgetting everything that just happened. It's a weird feeling, but I like it.

"Hi beautiful," I said softly. It's become habit to call her beautiful, like all the time. Ever since that talk we had after our paint fight, I just have been calling her beautiful. Emily and Trish think I have a crush on her, but I really don't. And I never will. I'm sure of it.

We went into her room and sat on her bed. We sat next to one another, both leaning our backs against the headboard.

"So," She said, looking at me. "Are you going to tell me what's wrong, or are you going to leave me clueless?" The pain all came back. My stomach started hurting again, my head was throbbing, and my ankle was killing me. Great, why did she have to mention it?

"Nothing is wrong, seriously," I lied. I don't like lying, but sometimes I have to in some cases.

"I know you're lying to me, Austin," She said, sighing.

"How?" I asked curiously.

"Because I can just tell… And…" She started, and then looked at me with sad eyes. "I know you were crying when you called me. Don't tell me you weren't, because I know you were, okay? And it makes me sad that you're sad."

I smiled down at her, "Thanks Ally, but I promise I'm okay now."

"Okay, okay," She said, but she didn't sound convinced. I frowned because I know she knows that I'm lying, and I really hate lying to her, but she wouldn't understand. I looked away and scanned my eyes around her room, it looked so different than it did on Saturday, and by different I mean there was a guitar in the corner of the room.

"You play guitar, too?" I asked, looking from the guitar then to her.

She nodded her head, "And I play the piano also."

"Wow," I said in disbelief. "That's amazing. Why don't you play me a song?" I said, nodding toward the guitar. Her eyes went wide and she shook her head no several times. "Why not?"

"I have horrible stage fright. I can't play in front of anyone," She said sadly. "I wish I could, but I just… can't."

"Come on, please." I said, giving her puppy dog eyes. She rolled her eyes at me.

"Puppy dog eyes don't work on me, Austin Moon," She said matter-of-factly. I made my eyes bigger and clasped my hands together, and even added a frown. She looked away and shook her head, "Stop that right now!" I kept doing it. I stared at her like that for about thirty seconds until she finally agreed to play me a song. "Fine!"

I smiled triumphantly and she glared at me as she got up to get her guitar. She brought it back over to the bed and sat directly in front of me.

"I'm only going to sing a piece of a song, and you better not laugh at me," She said sternly.

"I won't! I would never!" I said defensively.

"Alright," She said, as she hesitantly positioned her guitar. She started strumming the guitar, and the tune sort of sounded familiar to me, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She began to sing, and I stared at her, amazed. Her singing voice is absolutely beautiful.

I waited 'til I saw the sun

I don't know why I didn't come

I left you by the house of fun

I don't know why I didn't come

I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day

I wished that I could fly away

Instead of kneeling in the sand

Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine

But you'll be on my mind. Forever.

She finished with that line, and put her guitar down. I was still staring at her, and she started blushing. I think she was embarrassed, but she shouldn't be.

"Ally, that was amazing," I said, still in shock from how great she was. "You're voice is so soothing and just beautiful."

"You think so?" She asked, smiling a little.

"Absolutely," I said, smiling back at her.

We sat on her bed and just talked for the next few hours. The conversations were things that happened at school, her moving up here, music, and just basically everything. Things got really serious, though.

"Hey," She said, and I nodded. "Do you know who Dallas Walker is?" I cringed when I heard that name. Dallas was the biggest player in the school. He and I used to be friends, but our friendship ended last year after he cheated on my cousin. Now we're enemies.

"Yeah, I know him. Why?" I huffed. She didn't seem to notice that I was mad, though.

"Well, today he came up to me in study hall because I was sitting by myself. Trish had to make up a test, and I usually sit with her and stuff. And well, he sat with me, and we began talking, and he asked for my number and I gave it to him and…" She said, but I didn't let her finish. I was so angry.

"Ally, he's bad news. Trust me." I said seriously. "Please tell me you haven't been talking to him."

"Well, we have been texting a little today, and he said he wants to take me out on a date…" She said, and now I was really pissed. Not only because him and Ally have been talking, but now he wants to take her out on a date? Really? I wasn't feeling jealous or anything, at least I don't think I was.

"Ally, don't. He's the biggest player. He cheated on my cousin last year with like two different girls, and he's just bad news, okay?" She looked at me and hesitantly nodded her head. What? Did she like him? What the hell? She only just met him today! "Don't go out with him, please,"

"Okay, I won't," She said, but she didn't sound convincing at all.

DUN DUN DUN! There's a Dallas in this story, and Austin really hates him. This is the first sign we get that Austin may be taking a liking to Ally. He's getting extremely jealous, but he's in denial about it. What will happen next chapter!? Only I know ;)