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Song of the Chapter: Stranded by Greyson Chance.

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Chapter 2: Heatwaves and Hormones.

"Ah! It's so hot! Stupid heatwave!" Austin groaned as he rolled over on the floor of the practice room. His three other friends sprawled in the room as well, not wanting to move a single muscle. It just had to be 104 degrees out today!

"Here," Dez said "have some ice." the Redhead pulled out an ice bag from his bag and threw it to the Blonde.

Austin caught the ice bag but then as he caught the bag, it popped open and the cold water spilled down on Austin's torso.

"Ah!" he cried as he got soaked in melted ice.

"Oops..." Dez nervously laughed "Looks like the heatwave melted the ice in my bag..." he grimaced at Austin.

"Austin, you're getting the carpet all wet!" Ally scolded him, though she made no effort to sound annoyed or irritated- she was too lazy for that(at least in that moment, it was too hot for her to even exert any effort, and that's saying something if it's from Ally Dawson).

"Sorry but it's not my fault." he shot back "Plus it just made the carpet a whole lot cooler." he added as he sunk back down to the floor, spreading his arms out wide to soak in the cool water dripping from the carpet.

"But you still have to clean that up later. You too, Dez." Ally retorted, looking from the Blonde to the Redhead.

"Aw, why do I have to clean too?" Dez pouted "Austin was the one who got the water on the carpet. So, why do I have to clean too?"

"Because it's you're ice bag and it's you ice."

The Redhead huffed but didn't say anything back. This heatwave really brings out the worst in them- it was just so hot that all four of them were in the baddest of moods and that's hardly ever good, all four of their characteristics always crash in the simplest of things, now it's ten times worse since they were all grumpy and moody.

Ally rolled her eyes at the Redhead.

"Will you just relax, Ally." Trish commented beside her. "And stop wiggling around, movement means you're exerting effort and that means that you're wasting energy and that means-"

"Okay, I get!" Ally shouted, it was unlike her to blew off like that but again, it's all the heatwave's fault.

Austin propped himself up, leaning on his elbows to look at Ally, who was sprawled at the couch next to Trish. He couldn't help but notice how short her shorts was which seemed to make her legs a little longer than he used to remember it. He shook the thought out of him

'Stop it, Austin!' he scolded himself quietly 'You can't think of her that way. She's your best friend!'

"Chill out, Ally." he finally told her.

"I can't, it's just too hot!"

"Okay, that's it come here." he motioned for her to lay down beside him.

"What?"

Austin reached over her feet and tugged at her ankle. "Come lie down with me in the carpet. It's much more cooler here than that hot sticky couch." he tugged at her ankle again.

"But I don't want to move..." she whined but he just kept tugging at her ankle over and over again. And after a few more yanks on her ankle she finally gave in to Austin's plea.

She groaned "Okay, just stop pulling my ankle." then she stood up but then Austin yanked her ankle again and she fell down to the floor with him.

His breath hitched as he felt her body get pressed up to his when they laid back down to the cool carpet. Her hands gripped the front of his shirts while his hands were protectively wrapped around her waist. Their faces inches away from each other.

Trish and Dez snickered at their best friends blushing faces. "Gosh, guys, I think the temperature is enough to get us all hyped up," Trish smirked "Stop trying to add more heated hormonal action..." she joked.

The musical duo only just blushed even more, their faces almost as hot as the temperature.

"Oh, um... s-sorry..." Ally finally pushed herself away from Austin.

Austin reluctantly disentangled his grasp on Ally's waist and moved to give her enough space to settle beside him.

They were silent for a few more(agonizing) minutes before Austin broke it "Hey, why don't we go to the beach?" he said, turning sideways to face Ally as if she was the only one he was talking to, because really, she was all he could see. Like Trish and Dez weren't even there.

Ally turned to face him as well, the were at least a good few inches away from each other but still, both could feel their breath on each other's necks. "You know, I don't like the beach." she replied, shaking her head.

He pouted "That was before. I thought you don't hate the beach anymore? Come on, Ally, please?" he gave her his best puppy dog eyes and it almost worked.

Her eyes softened at him, and she resisted the urge ran her fingers through his perfectly Blonde hair. God, the things this boy could do to her. She shook her head once more. "In case you forgot, one of the times I went to the beach with you guys, I got tangled in a chair, we got arrested and we got stuck together for almost a day."

"Yeah, but that was also the time I got to perform your song on the Hot Summer Jam!"

"Okay, but remember that time I got attacked by a flying pig- that was also on the beach..."

"Hey, I thought we all forgot about that!" Trish butted in, frowning at her best friend "I told you it was an accident!"

"I know that, Trish." Ally smiled at her best friend "I'm just pointing out that bad things happen to me on the beach. That's why I don't want to go to the beach."

"Please, Ally?" Austin again pleaded, his puppy dog eyes doing its work.

Ally took another look into his eyes and she got lost in them- she could not resist her best friend. Besides what's the harm in going to the beach again, right?

She let out an over theatrical sigh "Okay, okay... just stop whining..."

"Yeah!" her three friend exclaimed, standing up from their seats, fist pumping the air.

"Let's go!" Dez said before sprinting out of the practice room with his back pack.

"Wait, we still need to change clothes." Ally called to him.

"Ugh, don't you have some spare clothes in you bag?" the Redhead appeared by the door, pulling out his swimming shorts from his bag.

"How can you even fit all those things in you bag?" Trish stared at him.

"I have my ways." he smirked, patting his bag.

"Let's just go," Austin interjected "I wanna go to the beach."

"And see Ally in a bikini?" Trish muttered beside him just as the Brunette exited the room.

Austin's whole face turned beet Red, like Dez's red hair. "What? Trish!"

The Latina snickered at him "Ah, but that's what you were thinking, right?"

He didn't reply. Because, well, it was kinda true... He really did want to see Ally in a swimsuit(not necessarily in a bikini- a one piece would do- though, it wouldn't hurt if it was a bikini) but can you really blame him? He's a hormonal teenage boy, for goodness sake!

Austin shook his head, trying to get rid of an image of Ally in a bikini(which seemed to only make him blush even more). "Let's just go..." then he dashed downstairs before Trish could utter another cheeky comment and make him blush even more.

When he got downstairs, Ally and Dez were waiting for them by the entrance of Sonic Boom.

"Let's go, guys!" Dez hollered. The two quickly ran to their side.

"Austin, are you okay?" Ally asked once they exited the store, gazing at him

"Huh? W-why? I'm okay..." he shrugged, not meeting the gaze of Ally.

"Your whole face is red..." she said matter of factly, touching his forehead with the back of her hand(again, it made him blush). "And it's really hot too..." her hand slid down from his forehead to his cheek, which lingered longer than it should have.

She realized this and she quickly withdrew her hand from his face(much to his dismay).

Before either could say anything else, Trish interrupted them, a sly smirk plastered on her face "Okay, we'll go home first get change and get our things then we'll meet at Shredder's in fifteen minutes."

"Okay," they all nodded and then they all went their separate ways, heading for their own houses- well, Dez was already heading to Shredder's since he already has his things with him.

Fifteen Minutes Later...

"Okay, guys what do you want to do?" Dez asked as they settled on a secluded part of the beach, where only a few people were hanging out. Because, for the love of god, a lot of people were in the beach! Stupid heatwave!

"I don't know, I just really wanna go for a swim..." Austin shrugged "Ally, wanna come?" he could sense Dez and Trish snickering behind them.

Ally shook her head "Not really..." she said, spreading out a towel for her to lay on.

His face dropped, the other two snickering even louder, but he tried not to show his disappointment "Really? Why? What's the point of you going to the beach if you won't swim?"

She shrugged "I just wanna relax here as much as I possibly can." then she laid down on the towel- with her cover up still on, Austin notes. Oh, what he'd give up just to get her to shed that cover up.

But he choose to ignore those desires, instead he shrugged and pulled off his shirt. "Okay..." then he trudged off to the waters.

What he didn't notice though, was Ally's perked up expression when he pulled off his shirt revealing rock hard six pack. She tried to ignore her racing heartbeat as she stared at him, holding a surf board from Billl's and heading off to face a wave.

"You know, it would be a lot easier for the two of you if you just tell him that you still like him." Trish suddenly plopped down beside her, spreading tanning lotion on her arms. "Hey, can you get my back?"

"Yeah, sure." she got the bottle from her "You know, I can do that, it would definitely ruin our partnership- remember the last time, we lost the chance to have a song be the soundtrack of a really cool cartoon movie because we were dating..."

"Oh, please that was what, like two years ago? And I'm pretty sure that he still likes you too- heck Dez even told me that he might be in love with you."

That comment made Ally squeeze the lotion bottle a little too hard and too much lotion came out of the bottle "Ah!" she squealed.

From afar, Austin and Dez were somewhat having the same conversation.

"Come on, man, just tell her you still like her!" Dez urged at him.

He shook his head "I can't do that, Dez. I can't let my feelings get in the way of our partnership- we can't have another Butch and Bitey situation."

"Yeah, well that was two years ago! Come on, it wouldn't hurt anyone if you tell her 'cause I'm pretty sure she still likes you too. And besides, there's a hundred percent chance that she'll finally take off that cover up if you tell her," he teased "Don't you want that?"

"What? Dez, come on! Don't say those things!" he cried as his cheeks turn hot Red.

"Ah, but it's true..." the Redhead laughed.

Austin shook his head, staring at Trish and Ally who were talking to each other. Then Trish must have said something to startle her because tanning lotion was covering both her hands. That's when an idea came to him.

He ran as quickly as possible back to where Ally and Trish was. He arrived just in time when Ally complained about her tanning lotion covered hands.

Ally gagged "Ugh, I have tanning lotion all over my hands, this is all your fault Trish if you hadn't mentioned-" she cut herself off, realizing that Austin was standing in front of her, a boyish grin plastered on his face.

He rocked on his feet back and forth "Hey, Ally!" he greeted, still smiling.

She narrowed her eyes at him "Uh, hey, Austin..." she cautiously said.

"What's on you hands, Ally?" he innocently asked, though his eyes gleamed with malice.

"Tanning lotion." she huffed.

"Oh, so you're tanning... do you want me to get your back?" he quirked an eyebrow at him.

Her cheeks turned pink "N-no..." she stuttered, shaking her head "You- you know I hate fake tanning." she ignored the urge to just rip off her cover up and let him do so. She kept reminding herself that she does not like tanning so as to not get herself into more touble. Stupid heatwave! Even stupider hormones!

"Oh, yeah... I forgot about that!" he smacked his forehead with his hand. "Well, I- uh, I gotta go..." then he took off, silently cursing himself for forgetting such an important detail.

But he wasn't ready to give up yet. A few minutes later, he came back to their spot with a new plan in mind.

He plopped down next to her, a little too close than how a best friend should sit. "Hey, Ally," he greeted once again.

This time she knew something was definitely going on "Hey, Austin, what do you want this time?"

He shook his head "Nothing..." he raised his hands up in surrender "Promise."

They were silent for a few seconds, then Austin spoke up again. "Don't you feel hot in that cover up?" he blurted out "Don't you wanna take it off?"

She tensed at what he said. "Uh... n-no..." she shook her head.

His face fell, he thought that if he'd be straight up blunt then she'd give in immediately- apparently he was wrong. But he didn't say anything else.

"So, uh do you want some ice cream?" he asked again "I'm gonna buy some?"

"Yeah, but I don't wanna move." she pouted "Can you just buy me some?"

"Sure. Fruity Mint Swirl, right?" he nodded before taking off to head for Scoop, there it is. Man, she's got him whipped. Bad.

But of course, he wouldn't just give in to her request that easily if he wasn't planning something- of course he had one. He was planning to "accidentally" spill some ice cream on her cover up so that she would take it off since it's already dirty from the ice cream stain.

And so, after he got the two cones of ice cream he headed back to their spot- one flavored Fruity Mint Swirl(for her) and one Cookie Dough flavored(for him)- with every intention of succeeding in getting her to shed off the cover up. And of course, finally winning her back.

But something went wrong along the way. As he jogged back to their spot, he got a little over excited and he didn't notice that Nelson was running towards his direction and the little boy bumped into him and he stammered his way back to Ally as he avoided crushing Nelson and the ice cream he was holding.

When he finally tripped, he crushed the ice cream cone with the Cookie Dough flavored one and it fell just by Ally's towel- missing her and he cover up by a few centimeters.

"Oh, come on!" he groaned.

"Austin, are you okay?" she asked, looking at him with her doe eyes.

"No, Ally, I'm not okay!" he replied, giving her the Fruity Mint Swirl ice cream and plopping down next to her, kicking away his crushed ice cream "I just dropped my ice cream and you still won't take off that stupid cover up! How can I be okay?" he huffed.

"Austin it's just ice cream..." she giggled as she licked on her ice cream but then she realized the second part of what he said. "Wait, why do you want me to take off my cover up?"

His eyes widened as he realized what he just confessed. And without even thinking of it, he crashed his lips onto hers- his lips violently moving against hers. It was the heatwave's fault and his hormones.

She quickly responded, dropping her ice cream cone but not really caring as she moved her hands to wrap around his neck, fiddling at the ends of his Blonde hair.

They kissed(quite passionately) for a few more minutes but then oxygen was needed and they pulled away.

"What was that for?" she asked, panting a little.

"I told you, I want you to take off that stupid cover up."

"Oh, and kissing me is your way of asking that?" she flirted back.

"Yeah, something like that." he said before planting a chaste kiss on her lips "So, will you take it off?"

"Hmm..." she teased, pecking his lips "I don't know, I think you're going to have to try harder than that."

Then they kissed again even more passionately than the first one. And even more heated than the temperature right now.

Thank god for the heatwave(and hormones) because Ally finally shed off her cover up. And Austin had to admit, it was worth the crushed Cookie Dough ice cream because he swears that he'd happily die, contented- right then and there- if the last thing he saw was Ally wearing a bubble-gum blue bikini.

A/N: Yayyyyyyyy! Another one shot done! Although, this turned out a little longer than I planned, I still enjoyed writing this! Sorry if there are mistakes but mind you, this only a day's work of writing because lately, I've been having a roll with writing, you know, finally got rid of that stupid writer's block, and I have to say I'm quite proud of this one. :)

Originally, I planned on calling this one-shot "Heatwave Shenanigans" but then I figured, I should try to make some alliteration myself since that's what they do on the show and this is what I came up with. It's quite fun to try and make up some alliteration but I have to admit I was a little challenged about it.

Anyway, tell me about what you think of this one shot in the review. You can also give me prompts and request or ask questions. I promise I don't bite.

Thanks again for the support! I have more to come and I hope you enjoyed reading this!

~Lou