Thank you guys so much for reviewing! I was in a bit of a stump but seeing those reviews brought a massive smile onto my face. As you can see, I am continuing this story. It means a lot. Thank you for all your ideas, I have kind of figured out what to do. And a HUGE thank you to all the followers and favouriters that are still here with me. Now for the apologies. I am really sorry for not living up to my promise. I know I said I would update on Monday but I have an excuse. On Sunday I slept really late and woke up at 4 pm (!) on Monday so I thought that if I try writing a new chapter then it would be rushed and not my best work so I decided to update on Tuesday instead. But on Tuesday I had a really bad cold so I didn't feel like doing anything. Then on Wednesday, my mom made me go grocery with her and that took around 5 hours so when I came home, it was the rushed thing problem again. And then yesterday, my mom surprised us by saying her boss was coming over so I had to be the perfect host all day! I know these are all probably excuses to you but I am truly sorry for updating so late.

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally.

Enjoy the story!

P.S- I edited the last chapter so the timing situation makes more sense. You don't need to read it again since all I did was add one more sentence so I will just explain it now. Austin got up at 1:30 pm and Ally's flight came at 2:00 pm then Ally and Austin met at 3:30 pm after Austin left the house at 2:45 to buy a new guitar. Afterwards, Ally went back to her house at 5 pm to read the letter and fell asleep at around 8 pm. Hope it makes more sense.

Ally's POV

I wake up to the sound of a loud crash coming from the kitchen. I groan and try to sit up but end up with a pounding headache. As I try to shift around to get off the bed less painfully, I feel something underneath my arm. I take a closer look only to find out it is the card from Austin. Oh great! As if my headache wasn't bad enough, I get a horrible pit feeling in my stomach. I get up and check the time, 7:18 am. I groan and walk down to the kitchen. Whoever is making that racket is going to get it.

I arrive in the kitchen, only to see Dad attempting to clean up a bunch of broken dishes as quietly as possible. Dad sees me and immediately plasters a smile on his face.

"Good morning, sweetheart! Did you sleep well?" I ignore the question and focus on the clutter.

"Dad! What happened?" I exclaim, slightly annoyed since I knew I was the one who would end up cleaning now he knew I was awake.

"What? This? Oh, I was just trying to make myself some breakfast because I didn't want to wake you." I take a look around the kitchen and notice the huge mess. Spilt milk on the table, two broken eggs near the fridge and a pile of unwashed dishes in the sink. On top of all of that, I start to smell something burning. I run over to the toaster and get the toast out. It is charcoal black. I sigh as I throw it in the bin and turn to Dad, who just finished cleaning the broken plates.

"How about I make the breakfast?" I ask, knowing the answer to my question.

"Oh, would you? Thank you, honey! You're the best!" I tie my hair up in a messy bun. This is going to take a while.

"How did you survive without me here?" I mutter under my breath while I start to clean the milk.

"Takeaways." That is all I hear as he walks out of the kitchen to watch some TV. That's the Dad I know and love. I wonder if I am being sarcastic. As I finish tidying up, I get something to cook out of the cupboard, not realising I had subconsciously grabbed the pancake mix.

I eat in silence as I think back to a year ago. Me and Austin were best friends with no secrets (well, a few but some things are too personal to share with you crush), we had each other's back and we didn't let anything come in between us. Now we are barely talking to each other and have no idea how each other's lives are. And it is all my fault. Why did I have to take off all of a sudden? I should have thought through the consequences like I do with everything else but I just had to leave. I feel tears fill in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall; there is no use crying over spilt milk. How did I get on to the depressing subject of Austin anyway? I look down at my pancakes; why are all my subconscious movements to do with Austin?

Suddenly, I am not feeling hungry anymore. As I get up and put the leftover pancakes in the fridge, Dad looks at me worriedly.

"Honey, are you feeling alright? You are always going on about finishing your food. Is there something going on I need to know about? Is there someone I need to kill?" Dad asks, his protective dad gears kicking in.

"No, Dad. Everything is fine. I'm just not hungry; I didn't eat a lot in New York because I was always busy so I am probably just used to not eating or something." That is partly true since I didn't eat that much in New York but that's not the reason I don't want to eat anymore.

"Oh, good. I didn't want go to jail today anyway. All this work to do at the store." Dad says, sounding very relieved. I nod understandingly and walk back to my room. I grab my phone to call Trish. 9:23 am is way too early for her but I honestly don't care right now; I need some desperate cheering up. I take a deep breath and dial her number. I tell myself this will be worth it, once she calms down.

"Hello?" A very sleepy Trish asks. Good, she is not in her senses, yet.

"Hi, Trish. It's me, Ally." I say, hoping hearing that it's me will prevent that angry outburst.

"Ally? Ally! Why on earth are you calling at this early hour?! I am trying to sleep here! It is 9 am, for goodness sake! I swear if I wasn't on this phone, you would be dead meat by now! You know I need my sleep, Allyson Marie Dawson! You cannot just call someone at the ridiculous hour and expect them to be up and talk to you. How can you be so inconsiderate-"

I quickly hang up before she can say anything else. Yup, this was definitely not a good idea. I sigh as I rub my eyes. I really need something to get my mind of things. Write some songs? Been there, done that. Write a book? Too boring. Make a MyTube channel? Not unless I want to bore everyone to death. Start working at Sonic Boom again? No. Wait, actually that might work. There is no way Austin is going to show up there after yesterday and it will be a great way to catch up with Trish, when she wakes up. Knowing Dad, getting a job there again won't be a problem.

Dad was over the moon about me wanting to work there again. He was in fact so thrilled, he made start working straight away and took off somewhere. Business is really slow today so I don't really have to do anything expect for stack the occasional instrument or help the odd customer. I grab a guitar play a few random chords when I see Trish come in. She doesn't seem in a very good mood and she has bags under her eyes. She doesn't seem very pleased to see me.

"Ally! You do not call somebody at that early in the morning and hang up on them while they are expressing themselves! I have been up ever since! I mean, who wakes up at 9:30 am! You didn't even tell me why you called! You are so lucky that you are my best friend and I will be devastated if something happened to you because I swear if you were Dez or Austin, you wouldn't have lived to see tomorrow!"

"Yes, ma'am." I nod, my hands trembling in fear. Trish takes a deep breath to calm herself and turns to me again.

"Now will you care to tell me why you called that early?"

"I just needed a distraction after last night." I explain, glad that her anger has died down a bit.

"Oh, you never told what happened. What was in the card? Did you even find it?" She asks, her rage forgotten.

"Yeah, I found it all right. It was an apology card. He wanted to meet me at Sonic Boom the night I left because he wanted another chance." I feel tears well up in my eyes again. Trish comes to comfort me as a few manage to escape. "I should have read the card and gone! If not to give him another chance, then at least to give him a proper goodbye." I feel my voice break but I manage to regain myself. I take a deep breath. "But what is past is past. I have ruined our friendship for some freedom and now I need to live with the consequences."

"Ally, you can't just give up on him. You need re-build your friendship." Trish begs.

"What for, Trish? He hates me, so what's the point? I won't be mean to him or anything but I know there is no point in trying to start over with him." I explain trying to convince her but I can feel my heart break while I do.

"Fine, Ally. But before you throw it all away, ask yourself will you ever meet someone like him again? Will you be able to cope without him?" Trish walks out of the store, leaving me to cry my eyes out.

I wipe away my tears as I see a customer walk in. I rush over to help him pick out an instrument but as I do, I finally come up with an answer. I know I will never find anyone like him again and I won't be able to cope with him gone from my life, but I will have to learn.

Sorry that was really short and to be honest, it was more of a filler chapter. I think I have found a solution (hopefully) to my update problem. I have decided that I update every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday until this story is complete. Mind you though, since this my first story, it won't be very long and I will need to finish it before 27th January since that when my school starts. I will make about six more chapters. Also, I won't be updating tomorrow though since I updated on Friday night here. And about this story, I know what I am doing and please don't hate me for what I am doing to them or if they're really out of character. I am trying my best to make this as interesting as possible but I don't really have much experience in writing fanfics. I mean, I write a lot and I got the "Best Writer of the Year" trophy last year in my old school but I don't usually write fanfics. Anyway I hope you liked it and please review.

Will Ally ever forgive herself? Does Austin really hate her? Is this really the end of Austin & Ally? Find out on Tuesday!

Amn