Me: *waves* Hello, people of FanFiction! I've finally updated this story! Now, you all probably hate me for not updating for so long and I'm sorry. I could say I have an excuse, but honestly, I don't. I guess I was just too lazy and I'm sorry guys. But, on the bright side, I've decided to make a really awesome disclaimer series with this story! Isn't that cool?

Ross: It's wonderful! Now, can you let them read it since they waited so long!?

Me: Why?

Ross: What do you mean why?

Me: *puts hands on hips* Why do you always have to interrupt when I'm in the middle of talking to the readers?

Ross: I think your readers care more about me than you.

Me: That is not true!

Ross: Think about it for a second. *crosses arms over chest*

Me: There's nothing to think about! Now go away! *points towards door*

Calum: What's going on in here?

Me: Ross, here, is being an annoying little brat!

Ross: *laughs* Brat?

Me: Yes, brat! Now get out! I have to do the disclaimer!

Ross: Oooh! I wanna do it! *jumps up and down like a child*

Me: Oh, no, no, no! You've done enough for now. *pushes Ross out the door*

Ross: But I wanna-

Me: *slams door in Ross's face* So, Calum. You wanna do the disclaimer?

Calum: Heck, yeah, I do!

Ross: *from behind the door* Seriously!

Me: Shut up, Ross! *turns back to Calum* Go ahead.

Calum: Okay! Storygurl16 does not own Austin and Ally, just the storyline! *looks at me* Hey, Storygurl16 is just your username, right?

Me: Yeah, why?

Calum: What's your real name?

Me: *laughs then has a serious face* That's for me to know and for you to never find out. Now, onto the story!

"Ally, this is so boring!" Austin whines. He throws his head back and groans.

I roll my eyes. "Austin, we're almost done! Now, come on!"

He groans again, but gets back to work anyway. About fifteen minutes later, we finally have a song.

"Okay, so let's practice through it real quick," I say. Just as I'm about to play the first chord, there's a knock at the door. I immediately stop playing and turn my head to the door. "I wonder who that could be." I get up from the piano bench and walk over to the door. I open it to find Zack.

"Hey, Ally," he says. "Can I come in?"

"Uh, sure," I say, moving aside to let him through. "So, not to be rude, but what are you doing here?"

"Yeah, what are you doing here?" Austin asks, clearly annoyed.

I glare at him, and then glance back at Zack. "Sorry about him. He's just exhausted from writing a song all day for his concert on Friday."

"Alright. Well, I wanted to know if you wanted to have lunch with me in the Aqua Lounge. They serve lunch now!" Zack says excitedly.

I smile at him. "I-"

"She can't right now. As you can see, we are in the middle of writing a song for my concert. So, buh-bye!" Austin interrupts.

"Austin!" I exclaim, sending him another glare. I turn back to Zack. "Meet me there in thirty minutes?"

He smiles. "Definitely." With that, he walks out of the room.

I whip my head around to face Austin after I close the door behind Zack. "Seriously? What's your problem?"

"Problem? I don't have a problem," he says, looking at the floor.

"Yeah, you do! Why are you acting this way?" I ask.

He looks up at me. "What are you talking about?"

I sigh, and roll my eyes. "Ever since I've been hanging out with Zack, you've been acting really weird. Are you okay?"

"I'm perfectly fine. I just don't think you should be hanging out with him," he says.

"Why?" I ask, putting my hands on my hips.

"You just shouldn't," he says.

I scoff. "Seriously, Austin? That's ridiculous! Zack is really nice. He's funny, and he's cute, too!" Austin winces when I say the word cute. What is wrong with him? "You're supposed to be my best friend! Best friends are supposed to be supportive, Austin!"

"I am your best friend!" he exclaims, standing up from the piano bench.

"Could've fooled me," I mutter. Hurt flickers across Austin's face.

"I'm sorry, Ally! I just don't think he's good enough for you."

Unbelievable! I gape at him. "Not good enough for me!? Oh my god, Austin! You have got to be kidding me! You know what? I can't do this anymore!"

"Do what?" he asks, his voice softening a little.

"This! All we do is fight!" I shout.

"No we don't!" he shouts back.

"Yes, we do! Remember that time that Dez knocked over the keyboard rack and broke almost all of them? Who was the one to tell me that it was no big deal and then started a big argument about it? Huh? Who?"

"Me," he says, looking back at the floor.

"Yes, you! And who was the one to start the argument with me about you being lazy and not helping me write a song?" I ask.

"Me," he mutters.

"Yes! And who was the one to start the argument about which restaurant the four of us wanted to go to lunch?"

"Me," he whispers.

"Exactly! That's why I can't take it anymore! This is getting to be beyond ridiculous, Austin! I don't think we can be friends anymore," I say.

He looks up at me with sad eyes. Are those tears forming? "Ally, please don't do this," he says, his voice cracking.

"I'm sorry, Austin. I can't take this anymore. Our friendship is over," I say, turning to leave the room.

I feel Austin grab my wrist, spinning me around to face him. Tears are now sliding down his cheeks. "Ally…please. Don't do this to me. Our friendship can't be over. I really care about you. More than anything in the world. Please don't end it like this."

"Okay, then I'll end it like this. Goodbye, Austin," I snap, and walk out of the room.

Me: Hope you guys liked this chapter! Now I know it's short and I apologize for that. This was a sort of filler, but it also had a big part in it. Do you get what I mean? I hope so. Again, sorry it's so short. I wish it was longer.

Ross: That's what she said.

Me: *sends him an evil glare* Seriously?

Ross: *acts innocent* What?

Me: Oh, shut up!

Ross: What did I do?

Me: You know what you did!

Ross: No I don't.

Me: AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH! I JUST WANNA STRANGLE YOU!

Ross: That's not nice.

Me: I! Don't! Care! How did you even get back in here anyway?

Ross: You didn't lock the door.

Me: You've gotta be joking. Well, I'll see you guys next chapter. I don't want you to see me beat his ass.

Ross: That's what she said.

Me: That doesn't even make sense!

Ross: To some people it does...

Me: Yeah! People with twisted minds!

Ross: Exactly.

Me: *faces away from Ross and folds hands together, looking up at the ceiling* Oh, dear heavenly God, please make him go away before I do something horribly bad to him.

Ross: That's what she said.

Me: *whips around* STOP!

Ross: I don't see what the deal is. You're the one putting this on yourself.

Me: Okay, deep breaths, deep breaths. In, out, in, out. *starts taking deep breaths*

Ross: What are you doing?

Me: Trying to calm down before I go crazy. Okay, guys. Well, I better go before I do something to him that might get me arrested.

Ross: That's what-

Me: No! No, no, no! Stop! *pushes him out the door, and then slams it* He's gonna make me go insane. Well, I'll see ya later, guys! *walks out*