AN: Chapter 19! Okay, a little spoiler, something bad is going to happen in this chapter again, but this chapter's going to end in happy ending. It's the last chapter, and the next one is the epilogue. Okay, so here we go!

Disclaimer: Apparently I own none.

"D***!" Ally was in the middle of counting a customer's change when suddenly Austin cursed. Ally jumped, and she sent a death glare at Austin, who was laying down on the counter, his stomach down, and his hand was holding a pencil as he tried to work out a math problem.

"Austin, I'm working, and please don't curse inside the store. It'll make the customers go," she scolded him carefully.

Austin grinned sheepishly at her. "Sorry. It's just that… ugh, this math problem is really hard!" he told her, holding up his homework. Ally came forward to him and bent down to read the problem.

"X equals 4," Ally answered instantly.

"Wow! You really are a math genius!" he grinned at her, hoping she might blush.

"Nope, it's just a really easy problem. I mean x-7 equals -3? You do realise that's like, the easiest thing ever?"

"No, the easiest thing ever is 1+1. And the answer is 4." Austin replied hotly. When he saw Ally's face in horror and surprisement, Austin laughed. "I'm just messing with you. I know the answer is 2."

"Good," Ally sighed sarcastically. "I was scared they might drop you to kindergarten again."

"Ha-ha," Austin deadpanned, and Ally finally giggled. "But it'll be cool though. All I have to do is sit and read a picture book, and have naptime and pudding for lunch. But there's no you in the class, so that's pretty horrible," he looked down to see her expression, and he successed again to making her blush. "Ha, you're blushing."

"No, I'm not," she scoffed.

"Yeah, and I'm the queen of America," Austin said.

"Austin, there's no queen in America, and I'm sure you're a boy," Ally said. Austin rolled his eyes. "A pretty one I might add."

"Thanks, I take that as a compliment," Austin flicked his hair pretendingly, successing again at making Ally smile. "Okay, you can go back to work now. I think I can manage to finish this homework without getting myself into the hospital." Ally giggled, and went back to work. Austin pulled out his phone in no time, and opened it.

"Hey, look, I've got 14 miscalls from Jimmy today," Austin exclaimed. Ally turned again once more, curious. "He mailed me a message. Here, check it out," Austin leaned so Ally can see. "I'm here in Miami with some news. Come down to the Miami Mall Foodcourt at 2 p.m with your friends. They probably would like to hear this news too. Jimmy." Austin read.

"It's 1.59….," Ally trailed off, and pushed Austin from the counter, making him fell hard on the floor.

"What was that for?" he got up, wincing.

"We better get down to the foodcourt now," Ally explained, and he finally nodded his head, before grabbing her hand to intertwine it. "Even in a hurry you're still a romantic," she muttered, and he laughed.

Ally couldn't help but wonder how Austin treats Jimmy like he was some friend of his, and not like he was his manager who could quit or bossed Austin around like what managers probably do. Jimmy was already waiting for them at the foodcourt, sipping cappucino and snacking on fries. "Hey, Jimmy!" Austin waved with his free hand, grinning at the guy. "My man!"

"Hey, Austin," Jimmy said, smiling back. "I just wanted to congratulate you. You did well."

"Wait, what-" Austin trailed off, because he really had no idea about what his manager was talking about.

"Wait, you didn't know?" Jimmy asked, and he looked taken aback in surprised.

"No, I did not know what you were saying," Austin replied weirdly. "What's going on?"

"You didn't check your email?" he asked. "Or your Tweeter, or anything on the internet?"

"Internet?" Ally asked, confused.

"You know, that place where we can go and look up stuff-"

"I know what the internet is," Ally interrupted, glaring at Austin embarrasedly. "What I don't get is why?"

"Oh, come on, Austin, don't tell me you haven't been on the internet!"

"Okay, so I won't tell you," Austin answered grinning sheepishly. "Just tell me the big news!"

"AUSTIN!" Dez suddenly came up to him, holding up a MyTab. "OH, BUDDY! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!"

"Yeah, I'm so proud of you!" Trish mimicked, patting his shoulder. "You did great!"

"GUYS!" Austin cutted in, clearly frustrated. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"

"I think they're talking about this…," Ally trailed off as she took the MyTab from Dez's hand and read what it says on the screen. She grinned at him a few moments later, shrieking in excitement adorably. "Omigosh! Austin! I'm so proud of you!" she wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him, and he definitely couldn't say no to that, even though he still have no idea about what was going on. He shrugged and hugged back, wrapping his arms around her waist instinctively.

"Seriously, what are you talking about?" he asked. Ally grinned and lifted up the MyTab so he can see.

"'Austin Moon is heading towards his first tour….'" He read, and as soon as the headline clicked inside his head, he grinned widely. He really did not see that coming. "But how? My album hasn't even been released yet!"

"It says here, 'After a fantastic comeback by Austin Moon, and a new album releasing in a few days, the Boss of Starr Records clearly was impressed by him, and after a few restless days of meetings, Starr Records decided to give Austin Moon his second national tour.'" Ally read.

"'It's going to start a few days after the album-release, so therefore Austin can promote the album along when on tour. Starr Records is going to be working together with Sonny Tickets'." He continued, smiling along the way.

"It trended on Tweeter worldwide today," Jimmy told him. "Heck, even the president's talking about it."

"Wow, Austin, this is really big news!" she said, smiling at him. "I mean, your boss clearly is impressed by your progress."

"And it's all because of you guys," Austin told them, opening up his arms. "Group hug!"

"Girl you got me like upside down… you standin' there, I swear my whole world is turned around, I can't believe you're here I was lookin' in the ground, but you're here now… you standing there I swear my world's turned around…

You got me upside down…. You got me upside down-"

"That's your song, Austin!" Dez exclaimed excitedly.

"Dude, it's my album release party – of course they're playing the songs!" Austin glared at Dez, not really surprised because this is Dez after all.

"Oh, right," Dez replied understandingly. "Hey, where's the girls?"

"I don't know," Austin said, walking through the partying crowd.

"Guess who got a job for the catering?"

Austin and Dez both turned, grinning at Trish who was holding a tray full of chocolate. "Hey, Trish," he grinned. "I see you're catering this party."

"Yeah, Jimmy and your boss thought it would save some money," Trish explained. "And Sonic Boom is loaning the instruments… that's why Ally's not here yet – there are a lot of instruments." Austin nodded. "She's over there, with her dad. You guys try and be a gentleman okay?"

"She's my girlfriend, Trish, you don't need to say it," Austin scoffed, and went to search for Ally and Mr. Dawson.

It didn't take long when he found her on the corner, picking up some boxes on the ground. "Hey, Ally!" Austin called out to her, and she turned and caught his eyes. She grinned at him strainedly and Austin guessed it was because she was holding those boxes that must be pretty heavy. "Need help?" he came forward to her.

"Uh, sure," Ally smiled, and pointed at the other box on the floor. Austin quickly took it in his arms. "Although I'm not quite sure why would you do that because it is your party after all… and you're wearing a tux and everything-" she rambled on.

"And you're wearing a dress," he interuppted. Ally shrugged. "And besides this isn't a tux. I'm wearing a shirt under this anyway." She giggled at that. "You're my girlfriend… of course I'm going to help you." She nodded understandingly, and walked off, leaving him behind. "Hey, wait up!" he ran to catch up with her.

"So when's your tour starting?" she asked.

"Well it's going start next week," he said. "My album is releasing worldwide tomorrow, but the boss thought I'd start promoting a week after that. I'm fine with it. I have one more week in Miami, which is pretty nice."

"You realise you still have to go to school right?"she pointed at him.

"Yeah, but I mean, my girlfriend's a star… and she would do anything for me, even do my homeworks," he teased, and she looked up at him in horror. "I'm just kidding, chillax. I won't copy off your homework…. I think." She nudged him with her elbow. "Okay, so where do I put this?"

"Backstage," she answered. Austin nodded and followed her to the back of the stage, setting the box beside hers. "Okay, thank you, Austin, I finished the job." She smiled at him.

"You have sweat on your face," Austin said, wincing. Ally laughed and wept it away. "Okay, that's better."

"And I thought I'm the girl," Ally grinned at him teasingly. He laughed dryly at her, and swept her off the ground, hands on her waist. "AUSTIN!" she shrieked. "Put me down!" she kicked and the heels of her shoes hit his legs. "Ooh, that must be hurt," she giggled.

"Because it is," Austin chuckled. "You look beautiful," he praised her.

"I know," she shrugged. "And you look… um… good?"

"That's all I got?" he scoffed. "Ouch, that hurts."

"Okay, you look… um… pretty good?"

"Not even close. That's like, less good."

"Very pretty good," she replied, nodding. "Yeah, that's it."

"Oh, come on, Ally, and I thought you were good with words," he said, smirking at her.

"Okay, fine, you look amazing," she patted his chest. "Really amazing," she mumbled. "Better?" she raised her eyebrows at him.

"A bit," he answered shortly, and put her down on the ground again. "Okay, so I have ONE big question that I need to ask you."

"What is that?" she titled her head questioningly.

"Are you comin' with me and the others to tour?" he asked her. "I'm pretty sure I know the answer."

"Oh really?" she teased.

"Yeah, and I'm pretty sure the answer is 'yes'," Austin nodded, grinning at her.

"Maybe," she said, and then she bit her lip nervously. "Actually I really don't know. I haven't really asked my dad yet…"

"I'm sure he'll let you," Austin said. "You and Trish had been friends with me since forever, and your dad really likes me…"

"Okay, big-headed boy, come on, Iet's just ask my dad," Ally tugged at his hand, and lead him out of the back towards the party.

"It's a big party – are you sure you can find him?" he asked unsure.

"As long as I see an all-you-can-eat buffet, I know he's going to stick around," Ally scoffed – and it was pretty true. "See, I saw him!" Ally pointed to a man who was stalking around the buffet. Austin chuckled, and followed her to the buffet.

"Hey, Mr. Dawson," Austin greeted him nicely.

"Hey, Austin! Thank you for the all-you-can-eat-buffet… the bread is delicious," Mr. Dawson grinned at Austin. "Okay, so what's up?"

"Uuh… dad, so you see Austin had a concert next week…" Ally trailed off.

"And I was hoping Ally can come with me," Austin continued, smiling hopefully at Mr. Dawson. "She's not going to be the only one. I'm also inviting Trish and Dez… so you don't have to worry."

Mr. Dawson smiled at Austin and he took it as a good sign. "Oh, Austin, it's so nice of you to invite her along… but you see, Ally can't come."

He remained rigid, and Austin noticed that Ally was tensing for a bit. "Wait, what?" Austin asked.

"I said Ally can't come to tour with you," Mr. Dawson repeated sympathetically. "I'm really sorry, but Sonic Boom is always busy and I just cannot work there alone."

"Can't you just hire somebody?" Ally laced her hand with Austin's and she stared at her dad in surprise.

"Oh, honey, you know we can't," Mr. Dawson said. Ally sighed.

"Mr. Dawson, it's just a national tour… it's only going to be like 2 months or something," Austin said again, hoping Mr. Dawson would let his daughter go. "I can't live without her." He winced at the words.

"Well I can't live withouth her either," Mr. Dawson said sternly. "And besides I'm her dad, and she has to do what I said. And I don't want her to come. You can visit her sometimes when on tour, and you can always call her."

"But dad-" Ally cutted in.

Mr. Dawson just shook his head. "I'm sorry, Ally, but you can't come."

Ally sighed, because there was no way she can change her dad's opinion. Austin sighed too, disappointedly. "Come on, Ally," he tugged at her hand and lead her towards the party again, leaving Mr. Dawson alone.

"He wouldn't let me come, Austin," Ally said sadly. "Why wouldn't he?"

Austin shrugged, and wrapped her in a tight hug. "I wish he would let you come. I really wish that." Suddenly an idea passed into his head. "You know I think I can delay the tour," he said. Ally turned and thought for a minute before shaking her head. Ausin's grin vanished and was replaced by a frown. "Why?"

"I don't want you to risk it," Ally answered, staring at him with her doe eyes. Austin sighed hopelessly at her.

"Ally, the tour is probably going to be for weeks, maybe months," Austin said, grabbing her wrist so she'll look at him. "We barely made it through last time," Austin raised his eyebrows somewhat in disappointment. "Maybe I should just, you know, cancel the tour."

"Wait, what?" Ally hissed at him. Austin released her wrist in surprise. "You wanted to cancel the tour… just because I can't go with you?"

"Yeah," Austin nodded his head. "I don't care about what those people say. Heck, I don't even care about what they would say if I cancel the tour right now. I care about what you think, Ally. I wanted you to be there with me when I'm on tour."

"Austin!" Ally face-palmed herself. "That's sweet and everything, but I don't want you to do that."

"But why?" Austin asked. "Come on, Ally, I'll do another tour later," he grinned at her, but instead of earning a grin, he ended up getting a death glare from Ally.

"No, you can't do that!" Ally said. "Do you know how many fans around America who had been waiting for your tour? Do you know how many people you'd disappoint if you cancel the tour? Do you know how many hate will I receive because what you've done? And Austin… going on tour is a great promotion. You'll be known all over, and I knew how much you love performing."

"And you also knew how much I love you," Austin said, making Ally suddenly looked at him in the eye.

"But, Austin…"

"You know what, I'm going to talk and discuss this to Jimmy right now," Austin exclaimed suddenly, perking up. Ally stopped him, making him turn around.

"No, whatever you do, don't cancel the tour," Ally whispered, smiling a bit at him. "Please. Don't cancel the tour. I'm happy for you, I really am Austin. And this is your dream. Please don't stop your dream just because of me. You'll be great on tour. I'm going to miss you." She squeezed his hand one last time before walking away.

That was the last time they spoke to each other for a week.

She didn't call him, and she never picked up his calls – for some reason he didn't know. She wasn't in Sonic Boom every single time he visited with Dez and Trish, and her dad would shook his head everytime he asked.

"Why would she do that to me?" Austin asked, groaning as he sat down at Mini's. "Trish, you're her bestfriend – can't you do something?"

"She won't pick up my calls too," Trish said concerned. "She must be real upset that she couldn't go on tour with you."

"But she said she's happy for me," Austin croaked out. "She said she'll be okay."

"Austin, don't you know why Ally did that? She didn't want to be the reason you cancel your tour and disappoint millions of fans in America. She didn't want to be the reason you stop performing. She didn't want to let you down," Dez explained, and Trish looked at her boyfriend – impressed.

"Wow, for a dumber like you, you sure know what you're talking about," Trish said. Dez grinned at her, and Austin rolled his eyes.

"And my tour's starting tomorrow, and there will be no Austin and Ally time in for like, months. Trish, help me out here," he begged Trish, and Trish sighed.

"I'm sorry, Austin, but there's nothing I can do. When Ally shut people out of her life like that, it's pretty hard to win her back. And trust me, I learn that the hard way." Trish patted Austin's shoulder to comfort him. "Cheer up, buddy, maybe when you finish your tour, Ally's going to soften and see you," Trish smiled comfortingly at Austin, but Austin was too stressed out to even smile at her. "Now you need to rehearse for your first performance in Miami. Come on."

"Let me be your superhero." It was his tenth time rehearsing for the song, and he was starting to get stressed out. Maybe this was how Ally felt before – when she began to have doubts on him. Maybe she felt the same way as he did – didn't know how to fix all of it.

He glanced at the clock, and quickly looked away because, man, the tour starts in one hour, and he still had no idea how to meet Ally. He groaned, punching the paper into a little ball before throwing it away. He wanted to call Ally, but he knew there's no reason to do it, because he'd been calling her every single hour since last week, and she never picked up his calls.

His face hardened, and suddenly he felt like he didn't care anymore.

He didn't care about this tour, he didn't care at all about how his career might be. He didn't care what his boss and Jimmy would say.

He got up, and grabbed his guitar before running out of his dressing room.

Austin's tour starts in one hour! Aren't you excited?

No, Ally thought to herself and changed the channel to something else. I'm not excited, she thought bitterly. She shook her head. But it's for the best. She said to reassure herself. She wasn't sure she believe that.

She picked up her phone, and for the first time in this week, she turned it on. "Wow," she mumbled to herself as she found her mailbox full with Austin's, Trish's, Dez's calls…. Mostly Austin though. "Austin, you're making this waaay to hard," she groaned, and she flopped down on the bed again.

"Ally!"

"And now I'm already missing his voice, god," she groaned again.

"Ally!"

She stood up from her bed, finally realising that that wasn't just her imagination.

"Ally! Look to your window!"

It was Austin's voice. Loud and clear. It wasn't just her imagination. He really was there! Ally smiled in spite of herself, and walked forward to the window, finding an Austin holding a guitar, looking up at her. "Austin?" she asked in shock. "What are you doing here? Your tour starts in an hour!"

"I don't care," he replied, smiling at her. "I don't care. I just want you here with me. And that's all that I want."

Ally gasped at him in shock, not sure if she liked what he heard. Before her brain can register what was going on, he started to strum the guitar.

"I don't wanna be famous,
I don't wanna if I can't be with you
Everything I eat's tasteless
Everything I see don't compare with you
Paris, Monaco and Vegas,
I'd rather stay with you
If I had to choose
Baby you're the greatest,
And I got everything to lose,
And I just want to be with you
And I can't ever get enough!

Austin grinned at her, and Ally saw that he really was serious about what he just said. He really wanted to stay.

Baby give it all up, up, I'd give it all up,
If I can't be with you!
All of this stuff sucks, yeah all of this sucks
If I can't be with you!
And,
No Oscar,
No Grammy,
No mansion in Miami
The sun don't shine the sky ain't blue,
If I can't be with you!

You keep surprising me, Austin, she thought tearfully as she tilted her head at him in bewilderment. And you'll never stop.

I could sail around the whole world
But I still won't find a place,
As beautiful as you girl!
And really who's got time to waste?
I can't even see a future,
Without you in it, the colors start to fade,
Any way I'm gonna lose you,
And nobody in the world could ever take your place!
You're the kind I can't replace!
And I can't ever get enough!

Baby, I'd give it all, up, I'd give it all up,
If I can't be with you!
All of this stuff sucks, yeah all of this sucks
If I can't be with you!
And,
No Oscar,
No Grammy,
No mansion in Miami
The sun don't shine the sky ain't blue ,
If I can't be with you!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,
If I can't be with you!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,
If I can't be with you!

If I can't be with you!
Oh if I can't be with you!
If I can't be with you!

Oh, all of this sucks, if I can't be with you!

All of this stuff sucks, yeah, all of this sucks!
If I can't be with you!
And,
No Oscar,
No Grammy,
No mansion in Miami
The sun don't shine the sky ain't blue
If I can't be with you!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,
If I can't be with you!
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh,
If I can't be with you!
With You…."

He strummed the last note, and finally looked up at her, to realise she wasn't there. "Ally?"

"Austin!" suddenly her voice rang up to his ears, and he turned to see Ally opening up her door. She was smiling, and she was silently crying. "You're so stupid," she cried out at him jokingly, and he opened up his arms for her, watching her ran across from her house to where he was – in the middle of the road – and she just grabbed him before tightening her own arms around him. She was half-laughing, half-crying, and he just wanted to cry too. "You're lucky you're cute," she said as she wiped her tears away, and ruffled his hair. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be on tour!"

"I'll only go if you come, or else, I'll cancel it. I don't care," he said. "If the boss dropped me from my label, I'll be okay."

"You just can't stop surprising me can't you?" she mumbled at him.

"Nope," he shook his head. "I'm your boyfriend – I'm always going to surprise you. One way or another."

"You're quoting One Direction," she mumbled at him again, tightening her arms around him, and he laughed. "I miss your hugs."

"See? I told you! You can't get enough of me can't you?" he whispered at her, and his tone wasn't kidding, he was really serious.

"Nope," she popped the p and she giggled. "I can't." and then she reached up to him in tip-toes before pressing her lips to his. He didn't take too long to respond it either. She pulled away far too quickly, and then she looked up at him. "You really are the sweetest. But what will your boss say when he found out you weren't on tour?"

He shrugged. "I don't know."

"Ally?"

Ally pulled away, and she found herself looking at her dad. "Dad! We… we're just…"

"Yeah, Mr. Dawson, we weren't … you know… trying to get us killed in the same time," Austin said, rubbing his neck. "Because that would be silly. Okay, that's awkward, I think I'll stop talking now."

"Dad, Austin's just… saying goodbye to me on tour," Ally said.

"Wait, what?" Austin grabbed her wrist, making her turn around. "Ally, I already told you-"

"You know what, Ally?" Mr. Dawson said, cutting Austin alternatively. "That was such a sweet thing Austin did for you."

"I know," Ally smiled affectionately at Austin, making him smile back. "But I have to let you continue your tour." Austin frowned. "I'm going to miss you."

"I haven't finished talking," Mr. Dawson interuppted again. "I know I can trust him. So I'm letting you go."

"Wait, what?" Ally turned, and walked forward to her dad. "I can go with Austin to his tour?"

Mr. Dawson nodded. "You guys are better together. I can't let you guys mourn over each other like that. Are you going to be responsible, Austin?" he looked up at Austin sternly. Austin nodded instantly, gulping because he wasn't really the responsible type.

"For Ally, I know I can," he answered with pride.

"Okay, you can go, sweetheart – I already told you." Mr. Dawson patted his daughter's shoulder, and Ally hugged him to thank him. "Now go," Mr. Dawson said. "Your tour starts in 5 minutes."

"But my clothes-"

"I'm sure you can find some on the way," Austin butted in, and he grabbed her hand. "Relax, Ally. Now, will you come with me to tour?"

She looked down at their intertwined hand, and finally gazed back at him. "Let's go," she whispered, smiling at him.

AN: And there is your final chapter, folks! The last one is the epilogue, so I'm saving my goodbye wishes for the next chapter! And did anybody watch Hunks and Homecoming (Seriously, i think lots of you did)? I just downloaded it, and I couldn't finish the whole video because... ugh, I'm so mad at Ally, Gavin and Austin. But mostly Gavin. Austin's just too sweet to be getting hates. And I cracked when he asked her to choose between him and Gavin. You're such a good actor, Ross.

Next week is Fashion Shows and First Impression. I haven't been emotinally ready for that one too. Heck, I wasn't ready for this one too, but you gotta let it pass.

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