Here's the new chapter, guys! I think you guys will like it ;) Or not. Yeah, it's a little cheesy. Okay, try VERY cheesy. Sorry!

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And again, THIS STUFF GETS CHEESY!

Ally's POV
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I groaned; stupid alarm clock.

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I swear that thing is like... Wait, when did I get an alarm clock?!

"Als, wake up," Austin said from behind me. I turned and gasped in shock pushing him away slightly, "What do you think you're doing in my bed?!" Austin smiled lovingly and kissed my temple, "Helping my wife get up for work, Taylor Swift isn't going to write that song on her own." My jaw dropped.

WIFE?!

Mrs. Ally Moon?! I held up my hand. There it was: a beautiful diamond ring. NOOOOOOO!

...But at the same time, this isn't that bad... I mean, I get to write a song for Taylor Swift! And Austin wouldn't make a bad husband... Argh, stop it!

"Mommy? Daddy?" a little voice said, "Chase took Teddy again and threw him in the bin!" I sat up and found myself face-to-face with a brown eyed blonde girl of three years. "I'm not your mom," I said, shaking my head at her. I just did not want to believe this... this... whatever this situation is! Austin wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Are you okay?" Austin said from beside me, "Come on, we have to wake up the kids."

"You mean there are more of them?!" I exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yeah, we have four kids, remember? Danni, Chase, Kylie and Adam." he said, counting his fingers as he said each name. Oh man...

"F-four?!"

"Mmhm." On that note, I let out a loud, piercing scream.

"Ally! Ally, wake up! Ally, stop screaming!" Mom's voice yelled, waking me up. I stopped breathing quickly and looked around. I was back in my room.

I smiled to myself, it was just a dream. A sick, twisted, evil, dark, horrific – but still pretty amazingly fantastic – dream.

"Did you know you talk when you sleep?" she said with a smirk. I gasped as I sat up, "What. Did. I. Say?!"

"Something about Mrs. Ally Moon, four kids, a Teddy Bear in a bin and... well then you started screaming." I groaned in embarrassment, "Please don't tell anyone about that..." Of all people in this house, my mother heard that. Why not Tasha, cruel fate? Why?

Mom tapped her chin, pretending to think about it. Or at least I hope she was pretending.

"Mom!" I said, shaking her hand desperately.

"Okay, okay Mrs. Moon," she added with a smug grin.

I turned beetroot red. "Don't worry honey, I think he's great for you," she said with a wink, "Now seriously, get up. I'm taking you out today, just you and me."

I nodded and went to take a shower with the strange dream still clogging my mind.

I entered the kitchen fifteen minutes later with Mom sitting at the table and flipping through a magazine.

"I'm ready, Mom," I told her.

"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" she asked me. I shook my head, "No, I'm good."

"Okay, great. Although we have to make a quick stop at Mr. and Mrs. Moon's house first – your uncle wants us to deliver a parcel for him to Mike. Something 'Top Secret' and Strictly Confidential'. You know; something to do with the president."

"What? Can't he get someone else to do it?! He's rich for crying out loud!" I cried out, throwing my hands into the air in exasperation.

My mother stared at me, "Allyson, I offered to take it there for my brother, you should know better than to throw a tantrum instead of helping your uncle. We're just going to take a few seconds; you won't even get out of the car." I nodded in shame and defeat, "Okay."

See that there? That was my mistake – trusting her. When we got there, Mom practically had a tea party with Austin's mom! I sighed as I watched Mom and Mrs. Moon sit and chat on one of the couches in their enormous lounge.

"'We're just going to take a few seconds' she says. 'You won't even get out of the car' she says," I muttered angrily to myself as I stared at my boots. They've been taking about Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte for the past fifteen minutes. I mean, really?! Even though I love that book, we're supposed to be long gone by now!

Mrs. Moon's attitude towards me was a bit different from that dinner we had a few weeks back. For one, she didn't grin warmly at me like the first time. Heck, she didn't even discern me at all! When we first walked in, she was all warm and fuzzy with my mom. Then she saw me and she was all, "Oh, you brought your daughter..." And the peculiar part - Mom didn't even notice!

I wonder what I did to make her give me the cold shoulder like that. Maybe it has something to do with Austin...

"Well it was nice chatting with you, Mimi," (1) Mom said, shaking her hand, "Oh and my brother wants this to go to your husband," she said, handing over the files each stamped with Confidential stamped on them. Argh, politics.

"My pleasure!" Mimi said with a grin. Then she led us out of the house and waved goodbye. Mom started the car, "She's quite nice, don't you think?"

"Yeah..." I tried to sound convincing, but I'm terrible at lying.

"Ally, you do realise you're going to have to get along with her if you plan on getting married to Austin."

I turned red, "Mom! I do not want to marry Austin-"

"So you like Ross?"

"No!"

Mom put her hand to her chest, "Oh, that's a relief considering the fact that you two are four years apart."

"He's fourteen, Mom," I said flatly.

"Really?" she said in surprise, "I thought he was twelve!" I only grunted in response and turned to face outside the window. I heard Mom sigh, "Teenagers," she mumbled.

"I heard that," I said in a singsong voice.

"You were supposed to," she said, imitating me. "Why are you so upset anyway?"

"You said we would be there a few seconds, not twenty minutes and forty-two seconds!"

"Aw, chill Ally!" she said, parking the car, "Look, we're at the aquarium!" I couldn't help it; my serious expression broke. I loved the aquarium! I mean, it comes a close second right after pickles but still!

"That's my little Ally-cat!" mom exclaimed, "Now let's go have some fun!"

Later on, after our visit to the whales – which was tremendous, by the way – Mom and I settled down for a bit and went to the seafood restaurant nearby. This place must find it pretty easy to find their food, you know since the aquarium is barely a stone's toss away. Well, that and the fact that the beach was really close by. Anyway...

I eyed the menu, "Erm, Mom, can you please translate the stuff?"

"Sure! You know, I still wonder why you took French, since you're half Spanish," she stated. I wonder too, Mom, I wonder too.

"Perdone, señorita. ¿Puedo tener una mesa para dos?" (Excuse me, miss. Can I have a table for two?) a familiar voice asked. I turned around and mentally groaned. Austin.

The waitress sent him a flirty smile, "Sí, por aquí, señor." (Yes, right this way, sir.)

He smiled, "Gracias." (Thank you.) She led him to a table right next to us and handed him a menu, and a little piece of paper. I mentally cursed. Stupid waitress. He looked at the paper in amusement before crumpling it up.

I watched in horror – and slight anticipation, strangely – as he looked up from his menu. Austin's face seemed to light up when he saw me. I shot him a dirty look and focused my attention on the view outside the window.

"Hi Ally. Hi Mrs. Dawson," he said. I growled in response. Mom kicked me under the table and smiled at Austin, "Oh hello, Austin! What a pleasant surprise, right Ally?" She turned to me and dared me to say something rude with her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah," I muttered. Austin's smiled dropped slightly, but he did not give up.

"I've actually been hoping to see you, Ally," he said sweetly. My heart skipped a beat, but I snorted; sounds like stalking, if you ask me.

"That's nice, Austin," I said through clenched teeth. Mom sent me a disapproving glance just as Dez walked up to us, "Thanks for saving me a place, buddy," Dez said, slapping Austin on the back before sitting down.

"I didn't have to, I just asked for two seats," Austin explained to his friend. Dez nodded, "And I salute you for that," he proudly informed Austin.

"What took you so long?" Austin enquired his friend. Dez scratched his head nervously, "Uh... well... you see, I... the dolphin costume... Er," he paused and cleared his throat, "Um... who is Ally with?"

"Umm, okay. Dez this is Mrs. Dawson, Ally's mom. Mrs. Dawson, meet Dez," Austin introduced.

"Nice to meet you, Dez," Mom said.

"The pleasurer is Bob's," Dez said with a flourish, bringing out Bob the Newly Remade Gingerbread Man from his backpack. Did he just say pleasurer?!

"Erm... okay then." Good going, Dez. You've managed to freak out my mom even though you've known her for a minute, I thought sarcastically.

We sat in a slightly awkward silence until the waitress came up.

"Are you ready to order?"

"Man; that was good food right there," Dez said as we walked out of the restaurant. Honestly, I would have agreed but the tension between Austin and I was not helping, not to mention his several attempts to talk to me.

"It was quite good, wasn't it?" my Mom said, "Oh, look! A gift shop!" she squealed.

"I love their T-shirts!" Dez exclaimed. My mom, being the shopaholic she was, shot him a grin that said 'are you thinking what I'm thinking?' and they both made a mad dash for the shop. If I didn't hate shopping so much, I would have gone. But I didn't. And guess who else didn't?

"So," he said, trying to start a conversation. I rolled my eyes, "Tell my mom I'm waiting for her in the car." Austin grabbed my wrist, "No Ally, wait!"

"No," I tried to shake my hand from his grip. He turned me around and pressed me against his chest. I shivered, feeling his warm breath tickling my neck.

"Let me go," I spat.

"Not until you listen to me."

Time for plan B, I thought. I began to yell, "Stranger danger! Stranger danger! Stra-" Austin put a hand over my mouth and laughed nervously to the startled bystanders as I struggled.

"Ally, stop struggling and listen to me," he said. I bit his hand in response.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, shaking his red hand around. I broke free and ran from him, laughing maniacally. He chased me down, laughing as well. You know, running from Austin Moon was actually pretty fun. That was something I'd never thought I'd say.

But, I tripped on a small rock and collapsed onto the sand. Austin caught up to me and helped me up.

"Ally are you okay?" he asked worriedly. I dusted down my skirt, "Why do you care?"

"Because I care about you," he said, "And I don't want to see you hurt."

I hummed sarcastically, "Yeah? I care about me, too." Austin took my hands and stared at me in the eye, "What do I have to do to show you that I'm serious?"

"Austin, you've always been a good liar, why should I believe you?"

"When have I lied to you?" he asked.

"Hm, what about the time when you kissed me three times then you tell another girl that I'm just your neighbour?! And Sonya told me you're interested in down – to – Earth girls and not whores but you screwed up a girl from your school and then told me that I was different? Then the time when you told me you can't write songs but two nights ago you told me you wrote 'Payphone'! You also told me you liked me, but you don't want to be seen with me! Do I need to continue?!" I snapped.

"Okay, so I have lied a couple of times, but listen to me because I am about to tell you the truth! First off, That girl that you say I 'screwed'? Yeah, she seemed innocent but she cheated on me with some other guy and got pregnant, okay? I'm a virgin!"

"Oh," was all I could say.

"Oh indeed. And Ally, I keep telling you this; you're awesome! You even brought out the songwriter in me. I was so determined on getting you back, Ross even helped me out with the song! It took the whole freakin' day to come up with that."

I said nothing, so he continued, "And then that day when you overheard me telling that girl that you were just my neighbour? Yeah, that girl was my cousin! I told her that I couldn't be seen with you because if you haven't noticed – my parents hate you!"

"W-why?" I asked, hurt.

Austin sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "My parents don't want me to be a musician. They want me to be the next ambassador of Spain – like my dad. He says I only have a one in a billionth chance to make it big in the music industry. Since my seventeenth birthday, they've been applying me to go to schools like Harvard or something. Back then, music was just a dream, a hobby. Then you came along. I stole your song, and I was a huge success. My parents didn't want that, so they figured that you influenced me since they thought that I agreed to follow my dad's footsteps. As we hung out more, we wrote more songs and Dez made music videos. They hate it when I actually play something, so they said I wasn't allowed to be seen with you - which is pretty hard since I really like you."

"Wow," I said, taking it all in. So that was the secret he kept with Ross. It was odd, really. I thought Austin had a great life. It must be very difficult when your parents are against you all the time instead of supporting. "Is that why you always come into our house unannounced?"

He nodded, "Yeah. But I really want to be with you, I don't care about what they think. I don't care about what anyone thinks anymore. So please, be with me. No more lies, I swear."

I pulled him for a hug, "Promise?" I ask.

"Promise." My smiled and broke the hug. Austin leaned down to kiss me, but I put a finger to his lips. He stared down at me in confusion.

"Wait, what about when I go home to Miami?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it," he told me, "Right now, it's just you and me." I smiled and closed the gap between us.

There! They're finally together, but don't get too cosy yet, because even the sun sets in paradise! ;)

(1): Whenever I'm reading a fic that includes Austin's parents, they always refer to his mom as 'Mimi'. Now, I don't know if that's in an episode or something since the newest episode here was the one where he performs 'Heard It On The Radio' and that showed, like, last week.

And... uh, I think that's it!

Sammie :D