Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Not A Love Song by Ross Lynch.

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SEASON 4 SEASON 4 AUSTIN AND ALLY SEASON 4 WE GOT RENEWED! CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING!

Anyways,

I'm so so so sorry for not posting last week but it seemed as if everything I wrote wasn't good. I just wasn't feeling what I was writing and I didn't want to short change you guys so I delayed the story a week. Hopefully you'll love it as much as Austin loves Ally.

Love You :)

P.S I'm moving the A/N to the top because I feel like they take away from the effect of the ending of the chapters.

I can't guess the meaning,

When you don't say what you're feeling

When it came to Ally, his feelings would always remain confused. From the start, Ally hadn't had any idea what to do with him, but he couldn't blame her, he had acted like a weasel and not a cute cuddly weasel, but a jerky, no-credit-giving weasel. She reluctantly helped him write a song, but afterwards wanted nothing to do with him; he had practically begged her to become his partner even though she didn't want to spend any time with him. Nevertheless, she had accepted.

He couldn't say that it had been smooth sailing from there, they had their ups and downs, and it was a crazy road, one they were still on today.

It had always been complicated being they were best friends. A guy and a girl. And according to Dez, one of them was bound to get feelings for the other, because girls and guys couldn't be just friends. He had first warned him in the aftermath of the chaos that reading Ally's songbook had brought.

**Flash Back**

They were at the grocery store buying Dez the ingredients he needed to make a new gingerbread family. After the tragic demise of Carlos and Benjamin Dez had allowed Austin to eat the rest of the family and the house as a sort of celebratory prize that Ally didn't like him.

"Is this everything?" Austin asked looking down at the pile of ingredients he had, between everything he and Dez were carrying they could probably make a thousand gingerbread men.

"Yep. C'mon lets go pay for these." Paying for the ingredients, they headed to Dez's house to begin baking.

Austin watched as Dez mixed the flour, added milk, eggs, butter, and a little oil.

"So…are you relieved Ally doesn't like you." Dez asked him.

"Um, sure-I mean yeah." Austin said uncertainly.

"Really?" Dez wasn't buying it, not for a second.

"Yeah. It's like I told you, we're two different people." Austin pointed out, "She likes pickles, I like pancakes. She likes reading books, I like having fun. I'm cool and collected, and she chews her hair when she gets nervous!" Austin exclaimed.

"I honestly don't see what the problem is. Why would you want your girlfriend to be exactly like you? I mean wouldn't it be more fun if you were complete opposites. You know, like you and Ally." Dez elaborated.

"Yeah, sure, but I don't like Ally." Austin reminded him.

Dez shook his head. He had seen how Austin's shoulders had slumped when Ally told him she had a crush on the cellphone accessory cart guy, Dallas. While performing Dez had seen Austin's eyes scanning the crowd looking for Ally, only to see her talking to Dallas. Austin had quickly turned away on the pretense of thanking his band, but not before Dez had seen the flash of pain cross his eyes.

They sat in silence for a while, Dez stirring the batter while Austin watched.

"Oh yeah, what about you and Trish?" Austin asked.

"That's different." Dez muttered.

"How so?" Austin asked genuinely curious.

"Trish and I don't willing spend time with one another. We don't have anything in common. Unlike you and Ally, music is what brought you together but music can also be the thing that tears you apart."

Dez went on, "But I will say this. It's nearly impossible for a guy and girl to be friends without one falling in love with the other. That being said you and Ally are bound to fall in love, you know why?" Austin shook his head, "because of your love for music. It doesn't just bring you together; it's the basis of your whole relationship. If you and Ally are such opposites, why don't you go find another songwriter? One who likes everything you do?" Austin just shrugged not knowing how to answer the question. "You see what I'm saying Austin, you and Ally barely know each other and yet you're not willing to leave her."

"Where is this all coming from? Am I supposed to leave her? I owe it to her not leave her; she helped me when she didn't have to. She was willing to face her biggest fear just so that I could perform. What kind of friend would I be if just left her? I can't do that. I refuse to just use her and then leave her in the dust. And I won't. As long as she'll have me around I'm there." Austin vowed.

"Just remember what I said, guys and girls can't be just friends. One will eventually fall in love with the other. Falling in love isn't the problem. When the love becomes one sided, that's when the problem arises. And one of you will end up hurt." Dez warned him.

"Then I'm willing to take my chances." Austin answered. "However that will never happen with me and Ally. It can't happen. I won't let it happen." Austin stated firmly.

In Dez's opinion, Austin didn't have that option.

**End Flash Back**

And for a while, everything was good. They wrote songs, Austin got more gigs and he began his rise to fame. Their closeness brought him to appreciate Ally for who she was.

However, time and time again hurdles were thrown at them. Austin just did the best he could to make sure their relationship remained platonic, but it was as if Dez had jinxed him. He began to notice little things, like how she chewed her lip when she was nervous, how when she got a new idea she would immediately grab her book and it was as if the world around them disappeared, and it was just Austin and Ally. Not Austin, Ally, and Dallas.

Dez quickly caught on to the fact that Austin had indeed developed feelings for the songwriter. No matter how much he denied it, there were always clues.

**Flash Back**

"So what if she can't dance? She doesn't need to be able to dance. She's Ally Dawson and Ally Dawson can't dance." Austin grumbled not aware of Dez's presence.

"Are you okay buddy?" Dez asked.

"No, Ally just asked me to teach her how to dance so that she can impress Dallas." Austin explained.

"And?" Dez inquired not seeing the problem.

"And? I don't like the fact that she doesn't think she's good enough for him. She puts the guy on a freaking pedestal but spends every moment doubting herself and I don't like it." Austin said waving his arms crazily.

"Calm down Austin, stop being dramatic."

"No you don't get it, Ally's perfect. She doesn't need to change for anyone especially not Dallas." Austin hissed his disdain for Dallas clear.

"Austin you're Ally's friend right?"

"Right." Austin replied immediately.

"So stop acting like her jealous boyfriend."

"I'm not jealous." he denied.

"No?"

"No."

"Then teach Ally how to dance." He told him before walking away leaving Austin to do as he wished.

**End Flash Back**

After that, Austin was careful when showing his emotions, preferring not be interrogated by Dez about his feelings for Ally.

But eventually his teenage-self decided it was time to move on, date other people. He couldn't spend the rest of his life pinning over Ally. So when he first saw Cassidy he decided he might as well try to get over her.

**Flash Back**

"There she is. I'm gonna go ask her out now." He got up ready to make his move.

"Oh wait."

Was she about to profess her undying love for him?

He turned around but all Ally did was start attacking his hair.

"What?-What are you doing?" Austin tried to get her to stop, the last thing he needed was Ally running her fingers through his hair. He grasped her hands firmly in his before he did something he would regret. "It's okay."

"Go get her, tiger." Austin just smiled and made his way over to Cassidy.

"'Sup?" Austin internally cringed.

"Hey, Blondie. 'Sup with you?" She wasn't taking him seriously, huge problem.

"Hey, Cassidy, you have a great voice. Do you ever sing about anything besides food?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. I'm in a band." It seemed like they had something in common.

"No way. We have so much in common. We both love music, um, we're both in high school and we're both holding bottles of ketchup." He scrambled around looking for one. "Cheers."

So much for having things in common.

"You're cute." He saw his opportunity and seized his chance.

"Thanks. So, Cassidy, I was wondering do you wanna maybe go out sometime."

"Sorry, I can't."

"Great! I'll meet you at- what?" He asked making sure he had heard correctly.

"Sorry." she gave him an apologetic smile.

There went his chance at getting over Ally.

He sighed wondering what he was going to do now. He sat back down across from Ally and proceeded to bang his head repeatedly on the table.

"I'm sorry, Austin." Austin stopped what he was doing and looked up at Ally.

"Eh, it's cool." It wasn't her fault. He just needed to try harder and to do that he need a plan.

That night when he got home he wondered what he was going to do about him and Ally. He could continue to pursue Cassidy but he didn't want to use her, so in the end he decided it was best to just leave it be and continue ignoring his feelings for Ally.

The next day he walked into Sonic Boom looking for Ally, they needed to write a new song.

"Okay, I was thinking about this." He turned and saw Ally walking towards him. "There are only three possible reasons why Cassidy won't go out with you."

He forgot Ally wasn't one to let things go that easily.

"I'm listening." In truth, he wanted to see what she came up with.

"One, she has a boyfriend Two, she misunderstood your question - Three -"

She has feelings for her cute best friend?

"She just might not be into you."

Austin forced a smile, "Yeah, that must be it."

Austin hung around Sonic Boom for a little while longer until Ally started gushing about Dallas. He took that as his cue to leave. He ambled around the mall not really knowing where he was going, somehow he ended up outside the Melody Diner, and the window had a Now Hiring sign.

He could use a job.

"Hey Blondie. What brings you here?" Cassidy said wiping down the counter.

"I was looking for Mindy. I saw that you guys were hiring and I was wondering if I could get a job. I need something to keep me busy." He explained.

"Oh, Mindy's busy but I could tell her. Here." She handed him an application and a pen. "Fill this out while I go get her."

"Thanks." He proceeded to fill out the application.

"Austin?" He turned around expecting Mindy but instead saw Trish.

"Oh, hey Trish."

"Not to be rude or anything but what are you doing here?" Austin laughed at Trish's attempt not to be rude.

"Applying for a job." He turned back around and continued filling out the application.

"You already have a job." She pointed out.

"So do you."

"Is this about Cassidy?" she asked suspiciously.

"What-no. I just need something to keep me busy."

"Sure." She said not believing him. "Well my shift is over but I guess I'll be seeing you around here then."

"Bye Trish." Shooting him another suspicious look, she left.

Austin waited patiently for Mindy, finally he saw Mindy making her way towards him.

"Hey Mindy, I was wondering if I could get a job here."

"Yeah, sure, you're hired." She told him before walking away.

"Wow Blondie that was fast." He turned and saw Cassidy smiling at him. He should have felt something but he didn't.

"Yeah, I guess so. Do you know when I start?"

"Well, Mindy told me to tell you that you could start today if you wanted to." Cassidy informed him.

Austin broke into a grin, "Great, let's get started shall we?"

Cassidy shook her head at his enthusiasm, "You sure are something else Blondie."

Austin spent a whole week working at the diner cleaning tables, serving food, singing to customers, dancing with Trish. He effectively was able to keep his mind off Ally until he got home, then he would start wondering if she was busy, if Dallas had asked her out, or if she even missed him. However, he needed to keep his distance and with a job, he had the perfect excuse.

"My name's Austin, I'll be your waiter. The soup of the day is cream of potater!" Looking at the customers he saw it was Ally and Dez he immediately smiled, he hadn't seen either of them in such a long time.

"Wow. You took this job just to be close to Cassidy. That is so romantic." Ally gushed.

Austin scratched the back of his head wondering how he was going to explain he didn't like Cassidy. Cassidy saw how uneasy Austin was and jumped in.

"Hey Blondie, can you bring these to Table 9." He shot a nervous look at Ally and Dez. "Don't worry I'll take care of your friends for you." Giving her a thankful smile, he went to serve Table 9.

Closing up the diner it was just him and Cassidy.

"Thanks for helping me out earlier today." He said gratefully.

"No problem Blondie. It must suck to be in love with your best friend." Cassidy said carefully gaging his reaction.

"What? That's crazy I'm not in love with Ally!" he quickly denied.

Cassidy gave him a look.

"I'm not in love with her. I-I- don't know how to explain it." He turned away busying himself. His feelings for Ally weren't his favorite topic.

"It's because of Dallas isn't it?" She saw Austin's shoulders stiffen before he turned to face her.

"How do you know about Dallas?" He asked shocked.

"She kept talking about him today and I have heard rumors around the mall that Dallas wants to ask Ally out." Cassidy shrugged.

"Oh." He picked up a tray of dirty dishes and made his way to the kitchen.

"Stupid. Stupid. How could you be so stupid?" He muttered scrubbing the dishes with more force than necessary.

"You're not stupid Blondie, you're just a regular person." Cassidy picked up a rag and began drying of the dishes. "How long have you had feelings for Ally?"

"Can we not talk about this?" He whined.

"Sorry Blondie, but you need to talk about this." Cassidy said leaving him no other option.

"I don't know, it just kind of happened. One day she was Ally and the next she was Ally." He spaced out for a moment, just thinking.

"Okay lover boy, snap out if it." Cassidy teased.

"Oh, sorry. But I'm not supposed to like her. She's my best friend. You can't like your best friend."

"Says who?"

"Says everybody, including me." He said sounding resigned.

"One more question Blondie."

"Shoot."

"Did you ever like me?" Looking up he saw her staring intensely at him.

Austin paused collecting his thoughts, "I thought I did, but after you rejected me I realized that I just liked the thought of you. Does that make sense? I don't think I'm explaining it right. But for the record I'm sorry."

"I accept your apology."

"But Ally still thinks I like you and I can't get her off my back." He sighed.

"Sorry." She said not really knowing why she was apologizing.

"It's not your fault. I'm the one who made it such a big deal. I guess that's why Dez calls me big deal." He muttered.

"I'm sure she'll forget it about it soon."

"Yeah, soon." Knowing Ally, it wasn't over yet. They finished washing the dishes in silence.

Locking up, they walked through the mall together. Cassidy felt bad for Austin, it must really suck to be in love your best friend and not have them feel the same way. And she just knew Austin was in love with Ally.

"Well, see you tomorrow Blondie."

"Actually, I'm not working tomorrow. But I might stop by with Ally."

Surprising Austin, she hugged him. "Be careful Austin."

"Austin, huh?" He grinned.

"Shut it Blondie."

He squeezed her before letting go, "Bye Cassidy."

"Bye Blondie." Austin watched her leave before making his own way home. He was exhausted but for the first time in a while, he felt content, snuggling Dougie closer to him he fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of a certain songwriter.

(Page Break)

The next morning he walked into Sonic Boom a spring in his step.

"Hey Ally." he greeted.

"Oh, hey Austin, haven't seen you in a while. What've you been up to?"

"Just work." He replied vaguely.

"Soooo how are things going with Cassidy?"

Of course she wouldn't forget.

"Good." He replied just as vaguely.

"So she finally agreed to go out with you!" Ally squealed.

"No."

"C'mon we're going to make Cassidy your girlfriend." Ally grabbed him by the hand and dragged him to the practice room.

"Lie down on the piano." she commanded.

"What?" he wanted to make sure he had heard correctly.

"Lie. Down .On. The. Piano. We don't have a couch so get on the piano." Ally explained.

"Remind me to buy a couch from my parents." He said climbing on top of the piano.

"I thought they only sold mattresses?"

"No, they sell couches too."

"Well in that case get a black one. Black matches everything and since you and Dez are slobs it's a smart choice."

"I wasn't aware I was lying painfully on top of this piano to discuss couches." Austin said dryly.

"Oh, right, sorry. So, what do you like about Cassidy?" She had her book open and was looking at him as a therapist does a client.

"Remind me why I'm doing this."

"Because the only way to win Cassidy over is with a song." Ally explained.

"Says who?" Austin asked.

"Says me. Now lie down, shut up and answer my questions." Ally ordered.

Austin sighed heavily; Cassidy was going to get a kick out of this one.

"So what do like about Cassidy?"

Austin pretended to think for a moment "She's perfect."

"Perfect." Ally repeated, "Got it."

"But not too perfect." Austin corrected not wanting to get Cassidy to get the wrong idea. Especially after yesterday.

"Not perfect. Got it." Ally finished scribbling before looking up at him, "Why don't you tell me how she makes you feel?"

She didn't make him feel anything. How long could he keep this charade up?

"Like I'm wearing a new pair of sneakers. Or I'm about to eat pancakes. Or I just did a big loop-de-loop on a roller coaster, and I'm trying not to throw up." Austin mentally smacked himself wondering how Ally was going to make this into a song.

"So she makes you feel like you're gonna throw up, pancakes all over your new sneakers?" Ally repeated his words back to him.

"Yeah." That was he said.

"No." That wasn't how he felt.

"I don't know. You're the songwriter. You tell me how I feel." He didn't need her to tell him how he felt, he felt frustrated.

"I gotta get back to work and stare at Cassidy." He was just on a roll today wasn't he?

He headed toward the diner; he needed to tell Cassidy he was going to be serenading her with the worst song ever.

The rest of day came and went. Waking up the next day, he felt an impending sense of dread. Today he had to sing a horrible song to Cassidy. Yesterday when he had gone to warn her response had been, "I'm looking forward to it Blondie."

That made one of them.

He started his shift and thankfully, there was no sign of Ally. Lunch came and went and still no sign of Ally.

Maybe she forgot.

He heard a chime signaling that a customer had just entered the diner. Looking up he saw it was Ally, she looked gorgeous but Austin was eyeing the sheet music she carried with her.

"Austin, I gotta talk to you about this song."

"That's the song? Great." He snatched it from her and took a seat the piano.

"Austin, wait! It's not done!" Done or not he was going to sing it anyways.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention, please? I'd like to dedicate this song to the coolest girl in here Cassidy." Cassidy walked over to the piano and smirked at him.

"You're perfect, but not too perfect. You're the pat of butter on my pancake stack. You're a roller coaster ride and I feel like throwing up. Cassidy, go out with me something about Onion rings, Ings." Cassidy just gave him a weird look.

'Sorry.' He mouthed apologetically. Shrugging she just went back to serving customers. Austin stayed seated at the piano, embarrassed by the whole ordeal.

Deciding to end this once in for all he turned to Ally, "I did everything I could do. She doesn't like me, especially not after that song. It was horrible."

"I told you the song wasn't ready." He knew that already.

"I just wrote all the stuff you told me. You're the one who can't communicate your feelings." Ally held her hand up defensively.

"I can so communicate my feelings. And right now I'm feeling-feelings!"

Feelings for someone who wasn't Cassidy.

"Look Ally, I appreciate your help but there isn't anything you can do. Just, stop trying. I'll be fine." He sighed running a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry Austin, I was just trying to help." Austin looked down at her.

"C'mon, give me a hug." He wrapped his arms around her waist. "As long as I have you I'll be fine."

He looked over her head and saw Cassidy smiling at them.

'I'm sorry.' she mouthed. He knew she was referring to his and Ally's relationship.

'I'm fine.' He mouthed back. He pulled away from Ally. "I've gotta get back to work, I'll catch you later."

She said her goodbyes to Trish and Cassidy then she left.

"Hey Blondie, I need to talk to you after work." Austin nodded before going back to work.

The dinner rush was over and Mindy allowed them to close up shop early.

"So what did you want to tell me?" Austin asked.

"My band just got a record deal. We're going to L.A. Today is my last day."

"Oh. I'm really happy for you." He said sincerely.

"Thanks, Blondie." She went into the kitchen to make sure everything was spotless, leaving him to mop the floor.

Austin breathed a sigh of relief. Since Cassidy was leaving, Ally would stop asking about him and Cassidy and things could go back to normal-as normal as they could possibly be.

By the time Cassidy returned he was finished and waiting for her so they could leave.

"Although-that song you sang earlier almost convinced me to stay." She said unable to contain her laughter. Cassidy quickly locked up the diner before continuing walking.

Austin groaned, "Will I ever live that down?"

"That should be your next single." She stated seriously.

"Ha-ha very funny. You know I don't think I'm going to miss you at all." He joked, "It'll be more like Cassidy who?"

"Ouch Blondie, you wound me." She pretended to clutch at heart.

In the short time, the two had known each other they had become close friends.

"Wait, I need to call someone." Austin pulled out his phone and dialed Mindy's number.

"Hey Mindy, yeah I quit. Uh-huh, uh-huh, bye." He hung up at her and turned to find Cassidy looking at him shocked.

"What?"

"You can't quit!" Cassidy exclaimed.

"Why not?" he countered.

"Because Trish quit today too." She yelled frantically.

"And?" he still didn't see the problem.

"She has no employees left now. We ALL quit."

"Eh, not my problem." Austin shrugged before walking away.

"Wow, that's mean." Cassidy said.

"Look, she doesn't treat us like employees. It's her job to lock up, not ours. So honestly, it's not my problem. I still have my music that I'm working on, you have yours and I can guarantee Trish already has another job. So like I said, not my problem." He could care less about Mindy.

"So when are you moving out to L.A.?"

Taking a hint Cassidy dropped the subject.

"Next week, the label is giving us a house to live in, so all we need to do is pack all our stuff and ship it out."

"Wow, that's huge! You finally got your big break!"

"I know, and hopefully you get yours soon too."

"Yeah, hopefully." He echoed

"Is this the last time we'll see each other Blondie?" Cassidy asked him.

"Definitely not." He stated. "Even if I have to fly out to L.A."

"You know what let's make a deal. Every year one of us fly's out to see the other. Seeing as I'm leaving I'll come here first. Then the year after it's your turn, and then mine. Deal?" Cassidy stuck out her hand.

"Deal." They shook on it.

Reaching the mall parking lot, he pulled Cassidy into a tight hug. "Don't forget, I'll be waiting."

"I won't, but promise me something." Cassidy said seriously.

"Anything."

"Promise me you'll do something about you and Ally. Even if doesn't work out, at least try. Promise me you'll give it your all. "

Standing in the middle of an empty parking lot, he made the promise that sealed his fate.

Fast forward a year, bringing them to the brief period in which he had broken up with Kira and Ally, was giving him the cold shoulder.

"I don't know what to do anymore! Maybe Ally and I just aren't meant to be." Austin said sadly.

"Let me get this straight. You buy Ally a very expensive Grand Piano, parachute it down (minus the parachute) and you and Ally aren't 'meant to be'." Cassidy said disbelievingly. "Austin, what did you promise me a year ago."

"That I'd give it my all." He mumbled.

"Stop mumbling Blondie."

"That I'd give it my all!" He said clearly.

"Did you give it your all?" Austin just hung his head in response.

"That's what I thought."

**End Flash Back**

Austin and Cassidy kept up their tradition. When it was Austin's turn, he was on tour so it was easier to see her and not have to explain his absence in Miami. Even though the gang liked Cassidy, he preferred to keep it quiet to avoid any questions. It's wasn't necessarily Trish and Dez, it was more for Ally's sake; he didn't want her getting the wrong idea.

Cassidy and her band became very successful and were now touring, and playing sold out concerts, the same as him. He still talked to Cassidy whenever he could. She told him to keep trying and to win Ally over but in his opinion, it was time move on. It had been years since they dated, sure, there was a lingering hug and occasional stares but they never led to anything. They would never get back together, if it hadn't happened yet, it was never going to happen.

I can so communicate my feelings. And right now, I'm feeling-feelings!