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

A/N

I have no excuse just a new chapter.

I love the things you do

Its how you do the things you love

But it's not a love song

Not a love song

**Flashback**

Trish watched the blond pace back and forth, he had been doing that for the better part of an hour and it was seriously starting to get on her nerves.

"Austin, you're gonna wear a hole in the floor with all of that pacing. Sit down, she'll be here soon enough."

Soon? He couldn't wait that long.

Either way he took a seat in one of uncomfortable plastic seats in the airport, still squirming around looking for any sign of Ally.

Trish tried to ignore all the fidgeting, she really did. Until finally she gave up.

"Austin."

"Yeah."

"If you don't stop tapping your foot I'm gonna tear it off."

"Oh, sorry." He said stopping immediately, he couldn't risk an injury; he needed his feet to dance.

They sat in silence for a while, waiting patiently but then, Austin began humming.

And that was how Austin found himself in the longest Starbucks line in the airport with Dez buying Trish water, of all things.

"You know we could've just gone to a vending machine." Dez stated plainly.

"I know." Was Austin's short reply.

"Then what are we doing here waiting in a Starbucks line to buy water?" Dez asked genuinely confused.

Turning to Dez he just shrugged, "I don't know, Trish just told me to get her water from Starbucks and to take you with me, or else."

Not wanting to find out what or else had meant Austin had dragged Dez to the nearest line.

"Oh."

After what seemed like an hour, they finally exited the line with Trish's water. Looking for Trish they found her pacing up and down the terminal talking to someone on the phone.

"Ally, where are you?" Trish asked.

Was she talking to Ally?

Austin ran up trying to snatch the phone from Trish, but after a short scuffle and one well-placed kick, Trish retained possession of the phone.

Austin tried to listen to what the girls were saying but it was useless, he settled to just listening to Trish's side of the conversation

"Uh, we're by gate 27." Trish said.

From what Austin could gather Ally had just gotten off the plane.

Becoming increasingly annoyed with Austin's hovering Trish placed the phone on speaker.

"Me too." Ally's voice floated through the speakers.

"I don't see you." Trish replied.

Looking around they couldn't see any sign of Ally. Dez even went as far as standing on bench and yelling her name to no avail. Succeeding only in angering a security guard and almost getting them kicked out of the airport.

Austin snatched the phone from Trish, "I don't get it. How can we be at the same gate, in the same airport and not see each other?"

Holding the phone high out Trish's reach, he waited for her answer.

"Because maybe we're not at the same airport?" Ally sounded like she was about to panic. "Which Portland are you in?"

"Portland, Oregon." Austin said looking at Trish to make sure he was right. It was a known fact that he sucked at Geography.

"I'm in Portland, Maine." He heard Ally say.

Say what now?

"There are two Portland's? Why would they do that?"

Two Portland's?!

"I don't know why they do that or who "they" are. But now I'm 3,000 miles away from you."

Austin sighed heavily, "So what do we do now?"

"Well, my dad gave me some emergency funds, I can take the next flight to Washington. I mean if you're okay with that?" she added as an afterthought.

"Dammit Ally;" He said becoming frustrated, "I just want to see you."

For a moment no one spoke until finally he heard a click and then the sound of a dial tone. Refraining from smashing Trish's phone he just shoved it into her hands and stormed off.

He was angry.

Angry at Portland and the fact that there were two Portland's.

Angry at Ally for hanging up.

Angry at the fact that he missed her.

Angry that he had poured his heart out into a stupid letter.

Angry that he hadn't had the guts to tell her how he felt.

Angry that for a second there he had thought that she might have felt the same.

Finding himself in front of his tour bus he hopped on. Undressing he pulled the covers over his head and went to sleep ignoring the fact that it was almost noon. He had been on tour for two months; a little sleep could do him some good.

Maybe then he would be able to forget.

(Page Break)

When he woke up it was pitch black and he could see the sleeping forms of Trish and Dez. Rubbing his eyes, he sat up wondering what time it was. A glance at the clock revealed that it was well after midnight and he was in desperate need to use the bathroom. Stretching he made his way over to the bathroom located on the bus, he was about to enter when Dez pushed him aside and went in, shutting the door behind him.

"Dez, what the hell?" he exclaimed.

"Sorry dude."

Tired and annoyed at Dez he made his way to the bathrooms located at the rest stop.

Maybe it was because he was tired, or maybe it was because all the buses looked so similar he ended up getting on the wrong bus.

Not wasting anytime he walked over to what he assumed was "his" bunk and quickly fell asleep not noticing the pink sheets or the lack of his favorite stuffed animal Dougie.

But upon waking up he quickly noticed he was indeed on the wrong bus, a group of screaming girls bringing it to his attention. With his eardrums throbbing, he detangled himself from the girls, seeking out the nearest adult they informed him that they been driving since they left the rest stop at 3 in the morning, according to the driver they were somewhere in Idaho. And even though he was bad at geography, he knew that he wasn't supposed to be there. After much begging and pleading they agreed to drop him off at the nearest airport.

His next show was in Seattle Washington tomorrow, arriving at the airport he figured out when the next flight to Washington left. According to the flight attendant, the plane departed from gate E16 at 8 a.m. and arrived in Washington at 8 p.m. later that evening after a short layover in Salt Lake City. He managed to borrow a phone and call Trish to make sure someone was there to pick him up at the airport. A glance at his watch showed that it was a quarter to eight. Silently thanking Trish for forcing him to get a credit card, he rushed to the gate.

Oblivious of the fact there were two Washington's.

(Page Break)

But upon arriving he saw no sign of Trish or Dez, after waiting an appropriate amount of time (3 minutes) he called Trish using one of the phones available at the airport.

"Hello?"

"Trish where are you?"

"At the airport in Washington, where are you?"

"At the airport in Washington." Austin said in a 'duh tone.

There was silence and then, "Austin, are you in Washington D.C?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You're supposed to be in Washington State not Washington D.C.!"

"There are two Washington's?"

This can't be happening, not again.

"Yes, Austin there's two Washington's." Trish said exasperated. "Austin you have a show tomorrow in Seattle or did you forget?"

"No Trish, I didn't forget, I just somehow managed to get on the wrong plane." He heard someone talking to Trish in background but couldn't quite place who it was. "Just stay on the line while I find out when the next flight leaves, please."

"Of course, I'm not gonna hang up on you, you doof!"

"Hey, you can't call him a doof, I'm the only doof around here!" He heard Dez yell.

God he missed his friends.

"Whatever you doof!" Trish yelled back but Austin could hear the smile in her voice.

"That's better."

He could hear Trish and Dez bickering over the line, and someone trying to break them apart. Finally the airline managed to find him a seat on the next plane.

"Hey Trish you still there?"

"What, yeah still here."

"My flight leaves at noon tomorrow and my plane lands at a quarter to seven. Can you send someone to pick me up?"

"Yeah, of course Dez and I will be there for sure."

"Okay, see you then. Bye."

"Bye."

"Have a safe flight Austin!"

"Stop yelling you doof."

Great, another red-eye flight, with nowhere else to go he spent the night at the airport.

Thankfully, he managed to get on the right plane this time, slightly more comfortable he slept throughout most of the ten-hour flight.

But Trish and Dez weren't at the airport when he arrived, just a driver Jimmy sent. With no time to spare he jumped into the car.

He arrived at the Key Arena with little time to spare, immediately swept away by wardrobe, passed through the make-up artists, and finally given the opportunity to grab a quick bite to eat.

And without another word he was ushered up onto the stage and the show began. He sang, danced, played his guitar and overall had a great time performing upon stage. Up on that stage he felt invincible, feeding off the crowds energy, joking with them from time to time, he really enjoyed the time he spent up there interacting with his fans.

After the show was over he was presented with a water bottle and a towel to dry off. Not wasting another minute, he headed towards the showers looking forward to a nice hot shower, hoping into the shower he washed away all the sweat and grime of the past three days. He remerged from his dressing room feeling refreshed, he decided to look to for Trish and Dez, he hadn't seen them at his show either which was odd, they were always there watching.

And he found them hidden away in a corner, "Remember Dez, not a word to Austin. Not. One. Word."

"Don't worry Trish, I won't tell him."

Deciding it was time to make his presence know he stepped out and cleared his throat.

"Hey guys."

Dez jumped about a foot in the air while Trish's face remained impassive, giving away nothing.

"Don't sneak up on people like that. You scared the heck out of me!" Dez exclaimed still trying to catch his breath.

Walking up to them he pulled them both into a hug.

"So did you guys miss me?"

"No, not really we had-", but before he could finish what he was saying Trish elbowed him the ribs.

"Jimmy, we had Jimmy to keep us company. Right Dez?" Trish interjected glaring fiercely at Dez.

"Right, we were with Jimmy not anyone else." Dez said laughing nervously.

Feeling a little hurt and somewhat suspicious Austin decided not to question them any further but he knew they were hiding something from him.

"Ok...anyways."

(Page Break)

The three of them went to grab a bite to eat before the bus departed to its next destination, St. Louis. They stayed up late into the night talking, laughing, eating, and just having fun, but Ally's absence still weighed heavily on him. Dez went to sleep first, followed by Trish leaving him by himself in the kitchen. It was past midnight but he still couldn't sleep, his thoughts circling around one person.

Ally Dawson.

He was still mad that she had hung up on him. Did she not miss him? The fact that she hadn't even made an effort to come see him pissed him off even more.

But what if she had called? His phone had remained forgotten on the bus these past 2 days. He quickly scrambled to his bunk looking for his phone; finally locating it, he unlocked it.

10 missed calls from Trish, 3 from Dez, 20 from Jimmy, and 1 missed call from his mom.

Zero missed calls from Ally.

Zero. Zip, zilch, nada.

It hurt more than it should have.

Snatching up his phone and the My-Tab from Dez's bag he stalked into the kitchen determined to get his mind off Ally.

Opening up YouTube he drew a blank, the cursor blinking in front of him, until finally he typed something into the search box.

Ally Dawson.

Right away one video grabbed his attention. The thumbnail showed Ally at an airport playing guitar, looking closer he saw the video was from three days ago. The same day they had gone to pick her up at the airport.

He clicked the video waiting for it to load but an ad popped up. Didn't Zinga Juice know how important it was for him to see this video? Until finally after a whole 30 seconds the video loaded.

Upon seeing the video his anger vanished. The video faded in with Ally strumming a guitar, playing the first chords of her new song, her eyes closed, fingers plucking at the strings. She looked peaceful, playing the guitar as if it was just an extension of her body, another part of her. However, when she opened her eyes and began singing it was a completely different story.

I've been wishin' for somethin' missin'

To fill this empty space

Her eyes displayed pain; Austin couldn't tear his eyes away from hers. She was like a drug and he was a junkie, needing his fix and these past months without her had been pure torture. Her eyes reflected so much pain, reminding him of his own whenever he looked in the mirror. Don't get him wrong, he loved touring but he couldn't wait until these 94 days were over. Watching her sing he knew she felt the same.

She did miss him, at least he thought she did.

How many times he played the video he didn't know but then he noticed something he hadn't before, she had placed a little sign on top of her suitcase, pausing the video he took a long look at it. It read "Tips Please" with a little smiley face only Ally would think to add.

But she had said she had money for a plane ticket, but then again she had hung up on him so how would he know if she had enough or not.

So many questions and not enough answers. Taking another look at the video he decided he was going to ask Dez how to download it. That wasn't weird right?

It was nearing five in the morning and he still wasn't the least bit tired.

Unlocking his phone he opened up Tweeter going straight to his mentions noticing he had an overwhelming amount of mentions, he began going through them starting with three days well four days ago.

His mentions consisted mainly of him on tour and some people asking for follows or a twit, and of course Brooke reminding him of their next date, in her dreams, literally.

But then he started to see himself tagged in pictures of Ally at the airport. Scrolling through he read what they had to say, some of the things ranging from crazy to them being exceedingly accurate.

The crazier fans thought that Austin and Ally had broken up and were no longer partners since he had been seen on tour without her, they didn't know that Ally had been offered a record deal. They assumed Ally was visiting her "boyfriend" Elliot in Maine, how they knew Elliot was from Maine was beyond him.

Other's thought that Ally had gone to visit him on tour but something had gone amiss. Choosing not to comment or twit Austin just kept scrolling starting to see pictures of himself at the airport in Idaho looking very disheveled.

With that his mentions got even crazier, there were even some gossip sites saying that he was flying to Maine to beat up Ally's "boyfriend" but none of them even came close to the truth. He was about to log off when a twit caught his attention;

"Ally Dawson, Trish De La Rosa, and Dez Wade seen yesterday at the Seattle Washington airport, while Austin Moon was seen in Washington D.C, has there been a major fallout between AustinMoon and AllyDawson? " - entertainmetonight

There was a photo of Ally, Trish, and Dez walking down the street laughing and pointing at stuff, looking like they were having the time of their lives, without him.

And then the comments began.

AustinMoon AllyDawson

what happened to being better together?- moonluver

AustinMoon AllyDawson

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT WHAT HAPPENED? - number1austie

Then of course there were those who hated Ally. And of course he blocked those people.

AustinMoon AllyDawson

I THOUGHT HE WOULD NEVER GET RID OF THAT NERD- austinmoonmyboyfriend

AustinMoon AllyDawson

HE'S TO GOOD FOR YOU B*tch - mrsmoon

But his favorite twits came from "Auslly" accounts, people who wanted them together.

AustinMoon AllyDawson

You know there's two Washington's right? - austinxally

He did now.

AustinMoon AllyDawson

DUDE WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME- DEZINMIAMI

Massing his temples Austin tried taking all of this information in. She did try to see him but they didn't because of his own stupidity. Sometimes Austin really hated himself, this was one of those times.

Trish and Dez had some major explaining to do, hell, he was tempted to wake them up right now.

He looked out the window wondering if she was awake or snuggled comfortably in their hometown of Miami. He opened up his tweeter once more.

AllyDawson I miss you. - AustinMoon

Summing up all his courage he hit the twit button. They response was massive; he knew he probably didn't make the rumors better but it didn't matter. This was between him and Ally, not the news, not the media, not even his fans.

Just Austin and Ally.

Now all he had to do was wait.

But thankfully the universe was on his side today, almost immediately his phone began vibrating where he had set it down.

AustinMoon I miss you too. - AllyDawson

I miss you more.

But of course he was too much of a coward to twit that, and it's not like they were dating.

His phone buzzed again.

AustinMoon AllyDawson AWWW SO CUTE P.S I MISS YOU TOO ALLY - DEZINMIAMI

**End Flashback**

I love the way you get me,

But correct me if I'm wrong

He still considered that summer to be one of the worst one of the best and worst summers of his life. Best because he was able to go on his first tour, worst because he had to go without Ally. It was a rough 94 days without Ally. After the "incident", you could say they had kissed and made up. Except there was no kissing.

When he got off that plane he immediately began his search for Ally, then he saw her. She looked even more beautiful if that was even possible. Running to her he picked her up right off the ground and spun her around. He got the weirdest sensation of doing this again hundreds of times in the future, going home and coming to her.

He still couldn't shake that feeling he got, not even now.

This is not a love song

Not a love song