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Guys I am so sorry it took me 3 months to update this. I got grounded for 2 months because honestly my grades were HORRIBLE so I decided to take a break from the internet. I had 3 F's and 2 D's and I have 8 classes. So yeah. But now that my grades are up I'm allowed on! Yay! Anyway, I hope you guys forgive me cause I promise I won't forget about this story. I WILL finish this NO MATTER HOW LONG IT TAKES. On to the next thing, GUYS OMFG R5 IS RELEASING THEIR NEW SONG 'SMILE' ON FRIDAY AND IT'S GOING TO BE ON RAIDO DISNEY AND THE TEASERS ROSS, RIKER, ROCKY, ELLINGTON, AND RYDEL POSTED ON INSTAGRAM JUST OMDBGSHTDFVJSD THEY WANT US TO DIE LIKE I'M DEAD OKAY? OKAY.

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Previously,

"Hey, Ally." My best friend, Trish, said as I went into Marino High school.

That's weird. Trish is never early to school. I thought. "Uh, hi, Trish. Why are you so early?" I asked as I opened my locker and shoved my backpack into it.

Trish shrugged, opening her locker which was next to mine. "No reason. I just wanted to show you this article I found in the paper this morning."

"You read the paper?" I asked, taking the newspaper from her. "When I miss the news, yes."

Rolling my eyes, I turned my head down to look at the news article Trish circled which was titled, 'Wanted criminal escaped from prison'. My eyes widened as I read it, figuring out that the criminal, who's name is Austin Moon, escaped from Miami Prisonand was thought to be running either deeper into Miami, or towards Orlando. The article ended with a mug shot of him. He was frowning and looking down. The caption read, 'Keep an eye out for Austin Moon.'

"Whoa." I said, staring at the mug shot. He looked so sad. So sad I almost felt bad for him. Almost. "That's crazy. We should keep an eye out." I muttered, handing the paper back to Trish.

"Yeah, no kidding." Trish said, amusement in her eyes. "You look like you just fount out one of the most wanted criminals escaped from prison."

I looked up at Trish with an obvious look in my eyes. "That's because one of the most wanted criminals just escaped from prison, and could be anywhere in Miami! What if he finds us? What if he wants to kill us? What if he is waiting outside my door waiting for me to get home to kill me! What if-"

"Ally." Trish spoke, placing two hands on my shoulders. I looked at her, forcing my breathing to go back to normal. "Shut up." She said. "Nobody is going to wait to kill you at your doorstep, or crawl through your window in the middle of the night. He isn't going to kill you, ok?"

I just nodded, taking a gulp of air and forcing myself to calm down. "Ok, I'm calm. No more rambling from good ol' Ally Dawson." I said with a smile, just as the bell rang. Were we really talking for that long? I thought. "Bye, Trish! I'll see you at lunch!" I said, walking to Math class.

Steal Your Heart

Chapter Two

Austin's POV

I gasped for air as I finished escaping the police for the second time that day. They had gotten one handcuff on me before I got away from them.

I really need to find a place to hide. I thought, sitting down in the alley I escaped to. I never noticed how many alleys were in Miami. That's weird. I looked around the alley, surprised to find a small shed kind of thing that was built into the wall on the opposite side of me.

Standing up, I quickly walked into it, lightly closing the door because I had heard more footsteps. When the footsteps were gone, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I looked for a light switch and, surprisingly, I found one. "Yes!" I whisper yelled, flicking it on. It didn't work. Shit. Of course it wouldn't work. There's probably not a flashlight anywhere either.

I let my eyes adapt to the darkness, causing me to see a tiny bit. Enough for me to see there wasn't anything in the shed accept a few planks of crooked wood. Turning around, I cracked open the door, seeing that there was nobody there.

I sighed in relief, sitting down and resting my head on the now closed door.

When I closed my eyes, I realized how tired I was from running all day. And how hungry I am.

Whatever. I thought as I started drifting to sleep. I'll find something to eat tomorrow.

"There he is!"

Not again! Dropping the chicken wing I had found wrapped in tinfoil that was a few days old, I sprung up and darted off before the police could get close to me. But they chased me anyway.

Dammit dammit dammit. I repeated in my heard, the footsteps speeding up behind me.

I forced my legs to move faster, my heart beating super fast. Just keep running. I thought as I heard the footsteps slow down. You're outrunning them. Just keep going.

I saw another alley up ahead and I tried to run faster, but the burning in my legs were making it really hard. Come on come on come on!

Turning into the alley, I spotted a big dumpster. Oh well. I thought before jumping into the large dumpster and forcing my breath to be silent until the footsteps faded out, along with their voices.

After I caught my breath, I looked around the dumpster to see it wasn't as big as I thought it was. And it stunk more then I thought it did.

A lot more.

A lot.

So much, I threw up a little.

Literally.

I covered some disgusting bag of old popcorn with some vomit.

Anyway, I shoved the dumpster cover up and jumped out before I could puke even more then sat against the wall, sucking in gulps fresh air and closing my eyes.

"Hey, you need any help there?" I heard a male voice say above me.

I snapped open my eyes, shooting up and looking at the guy who looked no older then 18 and had ginger hair and crazy clothes.

I shook my head. "No, no I'm fine. Just resting cause I was running. Anyway, I'm just going to go. See you!"

"Ok...?" The guy said cautiously, letting me walk past him. "Wait a second," He said, grabbing my arm. For someone so weak looking, he's pretty strong.

"Uh... Y-yeah?" I said, trying to act like I was calm.

He narrowed his eyes at me. "You look familiar."

I didn't say anything. I just looked at him, waiting for him to keep talking.

"Aren't you Austin Moon? That criminal who escaped from prison?"

I froze for a few seconds. Come on, think, Austin! "Me? Austin Moon? Uh, no. I hate Austin. I'm his twin brother, Aiden Moon. Tons of people have mistaken me for Austin because we are identical twins. I actually want to catch Austin. When we were in high school, he took everything from me. My girlfriend, my friends, and pretty much everything else. Trust me, I would kill myself if I were Austin." Good cover story. I thought to myself. Twin brother. Funny.

"Ok..." The guy says cautiously, letting go of my arm. Suddenly, he smiled and looked all happy, "Nice to meet you, Aiden. I'm Dez!"

"Nice to meet you to, Dez." I said with a small, fake smile. "Well, I better get going. Dad will be mad if I'm gone longer than I need to. Well see ya!"

I don't think I've ever lied so well in my life.

It was getting dark now, and I haven't had any more encounters with the cops, thank goodness.

I was sitting in a tree by a random houses window that was looking into a room. The room looked like it belonged to a girl, judging by the random bra that was laying on the bed. That or it's a guys room who had some 'fun' the other night and decided to not give the girl her bra back.

My theory was confirmed when I saw a girl walk into the room, her hair dripping wet, with a towel wrapped around her. ONLY a towel. When she was about to drop the towel, I forced myself to look away even though I didn't want to.

The girls wet hair was a dark brown, probably darker because of the water, with lighter tips. she seemed skinny from what I saw, but not the unhealthy skinny.

Maybe she's done dressing now. I thought. I turned me head back to the open window, my eyes widening when I saw the girl in only a bra and matching lace underwear. I tried to look away, but I couldn't. She looked about 17 or 18. And she was hot. No, hot isn't the right word. It's more like beautiful. Yeah. Beautiful.

She was done dressing now. The girl had on a band tee that looked to big for her and some sweat pants and she was sitting on her bed with her phone on her lap. And it didn't look like she had any makeup on, yet her skin and face looked flawless.

I leaned in closer to the window to get a better view of her, and suddenly I didn't feel the tree underneath my feet anymore.

I let out a small scream, my hands searching for something to hold on to to stop me from falling.

I ended up grabbing the edge of the window (that piece of concrete that juts out a bit below the window), hoping the girl didn't hear me.

Turns out she did.

I heard the window open and a loud, "Who the heck are you?!"

"I'll tell you if you help me up." I said, my fingers starting to slip. Come on girl, help me up please!

The girl hesitated. "Why should I trust a stranger? What if you're a murderer that wants to kill me?"

"I'm not a murderer. Please just help me up, I'm starting to fall." I said worriedly, even though I knew I would survive the two story fall. Well, that's not all a lie. I thought, trying to get a better grip on the ledge.

She hesitated again. "Fine." She grabbed my hand and pulled as hard as she could and I pushed myself up with the other hand until I was flat on the floor of her room, which was wood. That hurt.

"Oww." I muttered, sitting up against the wall and rubbing my face.

"Ok," The girl started, sitting on the bed which was right next to me. "Who are you-" She stopped suddenly when her gaze landed on my face, her eyes widening.

Oh shit. I thought, looking around the room franticly without meeting her eyes. She knows who I am.

"You're-" She started yelling, but I stood up and covered her mouth with my hand which was almost as big as her face.

"Yes, I'm Austin Moon, but I'm not going to murder you! I haven't murdered anyone." I said.

Her eyes were full of fear and she wasn't breathing. "Will you scream if I let go of you?" I asked. She shook her head, her eyes still wide.

"Ok." I slowly pulled my hand away from her mouth, ready to put it back on her mouth if she screamed again. Turns out, she actually didn't scream.

She instantly backed away from me and pressed herself against the wall. "Please don't kill me!" She squeaked, pulling her knees up to her and digging her head into her knees. "Trish was so wrong. He's gonna kill me. He was waiting out there for me and now he's gonna kill me." She started mumbling over and over.

I stood up and sat in front of her on the bed, resting my hands on both of her shoulders.

She jumped and looked up, trying to press herself further into the wall, but she didn't say anything. "Hey," I said softly, my eyes locking with hers. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promise I'm not. I'd never hurt anyone."

Mystery Girl glared at me. "Tell that to the whole family you killed." She said coldly.

"I never killed anyone." I said, moving to sit beside her. She tried to push herself away from me, but she couldn't because she was sitting in the very corner of the room where the bed was, so she was trapped between me and the wall. "I was framed."

My arm was barely touching hers when I sat beside her, never breaking eye contact. "Why should I believe you?" She said.

I sighed, looking away and leaning my head against the wall behind me. "I'll tell you the whole story then." I started. "Ok. So me and my ex best friend were talking one night. We were both 16..."

4 years earlier

Austin's POV

I had just gotten to my best friend's party, and I was already very drunk. my friend, Dallas, was dancing with random girls while they grinded against him. I got to the party late, around 11, so when I got there it was already crazy.

Dallas pushed the girl away and stumbled up to me. "Man, we should rob a random house." He slurred. Dallas was even more drunk than me.

I thought he was joking, so I said, "Sure." I chuckled, going along with the joke. With sarcasm, I said, "Let's totally do that."

"I didn't know he was being serious."

"Greaaat!" Dallas said, stumbling over to his car. I guess he's driving.

I chuckled again, following him and getting into the other seat. I guess it is a good time to go home. We are already drunk.

Dallas was driving horribly, but who cares? Typing my password in to my phone, I clicked on the camera app and hit record, "Hey guuuys!" I said, my voice slurring. "We're going to 'rob a house'." Leaning in closer to the mic, I said, "I'm just kidding. My buddy Dallas just said that but he's driving us home."

I wasn't so sure after I said that though. Dallas drove past the turn that leads to my house and started driving towards the rich part of town.

"D-Dallas, what are you doing? You're going the wrong way..." I said nervously, starting to think he was being serious.

My theory was confirmed when Dallas turned to face me and said, "I already told you. We're robbing a house."

My eyes widened and I gulped. Well shit.

I suddenly heard a knocking on the door. "Ally, can I come in?"

"Crap!" Ally whisper yelled, "Um... Get out!" She shoved me away from her and got up, opening the window for me. "Just a second, Dad!" She said.

"Okay! He yelled back.

I got up off the floor and went over to the window. "Thanks for listening to my story. I'll tell you the rest another time." I put a smirk on my face, "Nice legs, by the way."

Ally's face turned a crimson red and she gasped. "Get out, Austin!"

I chuckled quietly. "See you around, Ally."

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