51 reviews! Wow, thanks guys! They really mean a lot to me! Thank you so much! I had a slight writer's block on this so... bear with me! Gah, I couldn't think of a great name for the chapter so... yeah.

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Ally's POV
I sighed in content. This was peaceful. Tasha, Sonya and I were outside the house in the backyard just chilling by the pool. It was another hot day so this was what we were doing for the whole day. Tasha was swimming around in the pool whilst Sonya and I sat on separate beach chairs.

If only everyday was like this; no worries, no Austin.

"Hey guys!"

Speak of the devil...

Austin walked towards us, in his trunks and a T-shirt. Sonya sat up and smiled, flipping her hair flirtatiously. He winked at her, causing Sonya to giggle.

That girl is so desperate.

I rolled my eyes and sipped my lemonade before setting it on a table nearby, ignoring his presence. Austin sat on the edge of my deck chair, tickling my toes, I let out a chuckle before scowling, pulling my feet away from him.

"You're still mad, huh?"

I scoffed. No kidding.

"Well, I bet this will cheer you up," he said, handing me an envelope. I didn't take it, so he put it in my lap, "Open it."

I looked at him questioningly. His warm brown eyes bore into my own, telling me that I was going to like it. Sadly, I hate it that I was cursed with curiosity, so I opened it. Slowly.

Inside was a ticket to Maroon 5... great.

Wait, what? OH MY PICKLES, A TICKET TO MAROON 5!

I squealed in excitement and forgot my anger towards Austin. I pulled him into a tight hug, causing him to fall onto the ground, taking me with him.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh my gosh! THANK YOU!" Austin chuckled and sat up, so that I was straddling him, "So am I forgiven?" I nodded, "Yes, yes you are."

How could I not forgive him? He just made one of my biggest dreams come true! Sonya cleared her throat, eyeing us evilly.

"Ally," she said, "Could you please get up? I think Austin's uncomfortable." I blushed as I realised our position. I stood up but Austin immediately pulled me back down into his lap. Sonya raised her eyebrow.

"Hey, I'm very comfortable, thanks." I blushed even harder at his words. Austin smirked at me, "And you can be more comfortable backstage after the concert," he stated, pulling out two backstage passes. My jaw dropped, "No way."

"Yes way."

"Ho-how did you get these?" Austin's smirk grew, "I have connections."

Aw! He is being so nice to me! What have I done to deserve this? Who knew Austin could be so sweet? Imagine how much money he spent on these...

"You didn't have to do this for me," I said with a smile.

"It's all good."

"Uh, Austin," Sonya started once again. Man, she does not give up...

"What?"

"Where's my ticket and backstage pass?"

"I didn't get one for you," he responded, lifting me off his lap. I helped him up.

"What? I mean... why?" Because you're you, I thought.

"Because they're for Als," he responded, "Why would I get one for you?" AW! He gave me a nickname! I saw Sonya's nostrils flare as she glared at me before walking away. I just shrugged and put the envelope in my bag as Austin removed his shirt and jumped into the pool. Tasha, who had been very quiet since he arrived, swam for the edge.

"You're a really good swimmer," Austin complimented her as she swam past. Tasha stopped and looked at him with shock, as if to say, 'are you talking to me?'

Austin drifted closer to her and smiled, "You never talk, do you?"

'"No, I just don't talk to you," she stated. My eyes widened, Tasha has never said anything mean to anyone. Ever.

Austin feigned hurt, "jeez, why are you being so mean?"

Tasha sighed, "missed breakfast." And then he laughed. I stared. She stared. Then she smiled at him. A small smile, but a smile all the same. Do mine eyes deceive me? First, Austin was being nice and now Tasha is friends with him?

Well, not exactly friends per say, but they are getting there. Just when things were going fine, Sonya showed up... again. Her presence makes me want to barf. She jumped into the pool and swam over to Austin and Tasha. Tasha rolled her eyes as Sonya started to flirt with Austin. I sighed, Sonya is pretty pathetic, when you think about it. I stood up and gathered my things and walked into the house. I started to hum a new tune and felt the need to go to the music room.

The cool blast of the air conditioned room hit me as I entered the room. I sat on the bench of the piano and started to play the new tune, thinking of words every now and then.

I smiled slightly, thinking of Dallas as more words flooded into my head.

I threw a wish in the well,
Don't ask me, I'll never tell
I looked to you as it fell, and now you're in my way

I trade my soul for a wish,
pennies and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way

Suddenly, I found myself thinking of Austin... Is that weird?

Your stare was holdin',
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're going, baby?

[Chorus]
Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy,
but here's my number,
so call me, maybe?
It's hard to look right,
at you baby,
but here's my number,
so call me, maybe?

It's hard to look right, at you baby,
but here's my number,
so call me, maybe?

I stopped playing and sighed, putting my head in my hands. Why was I thinking of Austin now? We just became friends and suddenly I'm thinking of him instead of Dallas! This is so wrong, especially after my date with Dallas last night. I sighed again at the thought of that date. It was one of the best dates I'd been with so... why wasn't I thinking of him?

"Why did you stop?" Tasha asked from behind me. Tasha sat beside me on the piano bench and studied my face. I looked at her, "I'm going crazy."

Tasha looked like she wasn't sure whether she should laugh or not. "Huh?"

"That song I was playing," I said, "At first, all I could think of was Dallas. Now, I'm thinking about him."

Tasha sighed and ran a hand through her sleek black locks, "I think you're just doing that because he's being strangely nice to you. And all of that flirting."

"What flirting?"

Tasha rolled her eyes, "Come on, Ally. He even gave you a nickname."

"He was just being nice!"

"And then the way you flirted back?"

"I did not flirt; I don't even know how to flirt!"

"Hmm, you seemed pretty good at it to me," Austin stated, making Tasha and I jump. "So anyway, I'm going home, see you at the concert tomorrow, Als." He ruffled my hair as he talked to me.

"You're going to?"

"Yeah, how can I get you a ticket and not get one for myself?" he said, "I, being extremely awesome, deserve the best and only the best." Tasha rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, see you later," he said before leaving.

"Wait, wait, wait so are you guys friends now or not?" Trish asked me in confusion. We were talking on Skype.

"I don't know! I think we are kind of friends," I responded.

"Talking about Austin again?" Sonya said with an eye roll as she entered the lounge. She looked over my shoulder and saw Trish on the screen. "Oh, it's your little fat friend!"

Tasha and Sonya have come to Miami before. Like, two years ago, for Christmas. That's when they met Trish and... well, it was an interesting Christmas, let's put it that way.

"Oh, it's your bitchy cousin!" Trish retorted, imitating Sonya. Sonya rolled her eyes, "Once retarded, always retarded."

"I'm sorry, what did you say? I don't understand barking." It's Christmas all over again. Ah, memories.

"Okay, okay, that's enough now," I said, stopping the fight, "Sonya please go away."

Sonya crossed her arms, "Fine, but after I talk to you." I sighed and rolled my eyes, telling Trish I'd call her later. I already knew what Sonya had to say. She was going to try and force me to not go to that concert or to never talk to Austin again. Or both.

"Listen and listen closely," she said darkly, "Stay far away from Austin, he's mine. I don't need you to ruin what we have." I snorted, "And what exactly do you two have?"

Sonya glared at me, "Listen here, idiot. After that little thing you two did at the pool, I don't want to see you near him, do you hear me? Keep your pale hands off of my man!"

"Austin doesn't like you, Sonya! You even said so yourself, he doesn't like divas like you."

"Ally," Sonya said, "Give me your tickets." I looked at her in horror, "No way!"

"Don't test my patience. Give. Me. The. Damn. Ticket."

"Why should I?"

"Because I said so, now give it to me!" Sonya shook my shoulders, hard, "Austin only gave them to you because he feels bad for useless trash like you!"

"Sonya! Austin and I are friends, heck we just became friends today! I don't like him, he doesn't like me, so stop being so pathetic and get used to the fact that you and Austin are never going to be a thing!" Oops, wrong words. Sonya scowled at me, her brown eyes getting darker. I could see she was getting extremely livid, and aggravated.

"You're just jealous!" she exclaimed, shaking me harder. I shoved her hard, so hard she nearly stumbled back. I grabbed my laptop and rushed out of the room, but not before turning around.

"Sonya, you're crazy."

What was up with her? I mean, I know Austin's a babe magnet and she's the iron that's seriously attracted to him but really? I didn't know Sonya would stoop to this level. She practically worships the ground Austin walks on. It's like she's a lost puppy following him around, clinging onto him like he was the last thing in her life.

Never have I seen anyone act so... crazy. And I'm not talking about crazy fun, like Trish, or crazy weird, like Dez. More like crazy scary. Imagine if Austin moved from Spain. She'd literally go nuts without him. Like a drug addict in a drug–free world. It's kind of like Austin is her drug.

Because your love, your love, your love is my drug
Your love, your love, your love...

LYRICS! I am on a roll today! Anyway, that is besides the point. Sonya is addicted to Austin. Poor boy, he'll never have a normal life ever again. Then again, his life isn't that normal now. You know, since he has-

"ALLY!" Tasha snapped, bringing me from my thoughts. I blinked at her, "Huh?"

"Your phone has been ringing," she stated before walking past me. I blushed and held up my ringing phone, looking at the caller ID. Dallas.

"Hey Ally," he said as soon as I picked up.

"Hi," I responded.

"I had a really fun time last night," he said, "Are you free tomorrow night?"

I oh so badly wanted to say yes, but tomorrow night was the concert. Just the thought of that made me smile with excitement. "Sorry Dallas, Austin is taking me to a concert tomorrow."

"Oh, really?" he did not sound happy. Maybe I sounded too excited.

"Yeah, what about Sunday?"

"Ok sure. Have fun with Austin." Then he cut the phone. I stared at the screen in confusion, Dallas seemed pretty pissed. But why? Is he jealous? No, couldn't be Dallas isn't even my boyfriend. Well, not officially.

I walked into my room and sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling. Music drifted to my ears, coming from Austin's window. I smiled and turned my attention to the sound of a piano – how many instruments did he have in his room? Wait, how big was his room? Anyway, the playing stopped when Austin's mom came in, yelling on Spanish. Austin probably woke her up or something. I snickered to myself at this thought. But then Austin yelled back and practically shoved her out of his room. Wow, I did not expect that.

"Austin?" I found myself saying his name out loud. Austin turned to me at the sound of his name. I could see him run a hand through his messy blonde hair.

"Not now, Dawson," he snapped before shutting his window. My mouth dropped, so are we back to square one? What was up with people today?

Hmm, not sure how I feel about this chapter. It seemed... all over the place. Eh, I hope you guys review it anyway, to tell me what was up with it...

Sammie