Hey guys! I have a confession to make, if anyone is actually reading this. Erm, about the last chapter... he he, I know you guys are going to be rather (or extremely) annoyed with me, but I forgot to mention that Trish ISN'T DJ Izzy. Whoops.

So, I can picture some of you guys going, 'get your facts straight, Sammie!' or just rolling your eyes or whatever, but I was tired! Gimmie a break, I had soccer all day and I work at music shop (sadly, it's not Sonic Boom, le sigh) in the hols for extra cash, so please don't be mad! I had an excuse...

Well, anyway, here is the new chapter. I hope you guys aren't mad!

I own noth- wait, this chapter will be sad, but it's not the last one! There will be two or three more before the end...

I own nothing!

Ally's POV
I stared at Trish, blinking hard in complete shock. "Umm, who's she?" Austin asked, breaking the shocked silence.

"That's Trish, my friend who's supposed to be in Italy!" I said, "I can't believe she's DJ Izzy and she didn't tell me!" Austin caught Tasha and Ross sneaking off, but he grabbed the back of their shirts, "And just where do you two think you're going?!"

"Erm... the bathroom?" Ross stated, making it sound more like a question.

"There's a bush right over there," Austin said, making Tasha and Ross blush.

"A bush? Really?" I said to him, "Austin Moon, have some class!" Then, I turned to Tasha and Ross, "Explain."

Tasha looked surprised as well, "I don't know what she's doing up there! I thought she was in Italy as well. Is he seriously going to bunk after everything we went through?!"

"Who?"

"Uh... DJ Izzy."

"You know what I mean."

Ross and Tasha exchanged nervous glances, "Uh... Trish isn't DJ Izzy," Ross started quietly, "Dez is."

"What?" Austin asked, disbelievingly, "Dez isn't into music!" Onstage, Trish tapped the microphone before addressing the confused crowd.

"Good evening! As you guys can probably tell, I'm not DJ Izzy, but I'm his manager. Sadly, he's..." A guy wearing a hoodie and sunglasses came up, "Is right here!" Austin and I exchanged looks. That sounded nothing like Dez! The crowd cheered as Dez walked up to the platform where all his equipment was and started playing music. Soon, he had people dancing to a catchy song. Trish and the announcer walked off stage.

"We're going backstage and talking to Trish," I said, walking through the crowd. Austin followed, but Ross and Tasha hesitated, "Why? You know who he is, what's the point?"

Austin turned around, "You want to walk home?"

"No."

"So move. Now."

They sighed and followed us through the crowd. My thoughts where all over the place, I couldn't concentrate! I mean, since when is Trish in on this secret? And why didn't she tell me? And when did she meet Dez or DJ Izzy and become their... his manager?! Then a thought came to me.

When did she become organised?!

I'm just saying! She could barely keep a job for three days, how is she keeping this one?

In the midst of all this thinking and questioning, we arrived backstage. A security guard stood at the door, his arms crossed as he glowered down at us.

"What are you kids doing here?" he asked gruffly. I scoffed inwardly. It seems like everyone looks at me like I'm a mere child now.

"Excuse me sir, but we are here to see one of the performer's manager," Ross said, 'Strictly business." The man took one look at him and burst out laughing, "That was cute, kid. Now why don't you go find your daddy?" Austin cleared his throat, stepping in front of us all.

"It seems that you are not understanding the situation," he started, "I am Austin Moon, Internet Sensation, guest starred on the Helen Show twice, I think you may have heard of me on the radio. Anyway, I am here for a collaboration, you see, and these three," he paused, gesturing an arm towards us. We smiled innocently.

"Are my people, and good sir, we don't have backstage passes, but you let us in, and I'll give you an autograph." As he was saying this, he threw his arm around the guard's shoulder, and turned them so that his back was to us. With his other hand, Austin signalled to us saying that we should go in. I grinned, he's annoyingly large ego could come in handy sometimes.

"I've heard of you!" I heard him exclaim. "Who should I make this out to?" Austin asked.

"To Bailey!"

"Is that your daughter?"

"...Yes..."

I laughed and shook my head before looking around. I spotted Trish's luminous pink zebra print trousers straight away.

"Patricia Maria De la Rosa, you have some explaining to do!" I said, marching over to her in a rage. Trish jumped, "Ally! What are you doing here?"

"Don't you dare try that stupid thing with me," I cried out, "Why didn't you tell me you were Dez's manager?!"

At the same time, Ross, Trish and Tasha all shot me alarmed looks and shushed me before looking around. Austin came up to us, "Sorry I took so long, his daughter is a big fan." I ignored him, still fuming, "You three, talk. Now!"

"Okay, okay!" Trish said, "It all started when I came here with my parents a few years ago. Dez and I bumped into each other and we sort of became frenemies. He told me his best friend, Austin, was feeling down because of some fight with his parents. He wanted to make it big in the music industry. And I, being the thoughtful, caring, loving..."

I cleared my throat, and Ross chuckled. Sure Trish. Caring. Thoughtful. Whatever floats your boat.

"Okay fine, he was annoying me with his cries of woe," she said, rolling her eyes, "Anyway, I found out that Dez was good with electronic stuff, and I thought about David Guetta, the French DJ, and I was like, 'why can't you play him on radio?' but I wasn't being serious. But the next day, there was this new secret DJ named 'DJ Izzy' and I knew it was him. He said we should give it a chance, and we did. I became his manager, because Dez is... well, Dez.

So a few months ago, Dez was becoming popular in Europe, but he had no clue when it came to music, he needed help. So that's when Ross and Tasha came in. I was looking for people who could help and we found them, so now their role was to help Dez musically. When Austin did 'Double Take' he became famous overnight, so we decided to help him out. That's how Helen found him, and we figured it could help. And now... here we are," she said.

When she finished, the air around us was silent, but was broken when Austin grinned and threw his arms around Trish. Trish visibly tensed, "Despite all this, I don't like you."

He pouted, "Why?"

"Because you broke Ally's heart you &*#$ ^%#!" I gasped and covered Ross' ears, "Trish! Don't talk to Austin like that, he's my boyfriend now!"

Now it was Trish's turn to be mad, "And you didn't tell me?!"

"Sound familiar?! That still doesn't explain why: one, you are here and, two: why you didn't tell me!"

"Dez wanted to keep it a secret for some crazy reason, ask him! And I'm here because Dad had an emergency meeting here so we left Italy this morning!" I crossed my arms, "I can't believe you lied to me about this for all these years."

"It's not lying, exactly, because... uh... you didn't ask?" she defended weakly. I frowned.

"I'm sorry! Okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for it to turn out like this! I was just helping out Dez and Austin!" I sighed, "Fine. But I'm still mad. At you two, too."

Ross and Tasha looked at the ground, 'Sorry," Tasha mumbled.

"Bro?" Ross tried, sending Austin the biggest, cheesiest grin I'd ever seen. Austin smiled, "Thanks." Then, he pulled Tasha, Ross and I into a hug. Trish watched before breaking, "Fine," and joined the group hug.

"Okay hug over," she said after a few seconds. "At least I get to hang with you guys for the rest of the summer," Trish stated happily. She must have noticed our expressions because she frowned, "Oh no, what happened?"

"I'm going home early," I said softly.

"What? Why?" she asked. I sighed, "Because Sonya and I had a fight."

"So? You fight all the time!"

Ross spoke up, "No, as in, physical."

"Then he found out about Austin and I," I added with a wince.

"But he didn't act that way with Dallas, right?" I sighed again, "He... um, didn't know that Dallas and I were dating..."

"Ally!" Austin looked at me in disbelief. I cringed.

"What? I never got round to it, okay?! He was out most of that week anyway!"

"Well, you're screwed," Trish said. My jaw dropped, "Is that all you can say?!"

"Well, it's been a slow week for me, but I do have a plan," she said, just as Dez – sorry DJ Izzy – finished his performance.

"Gabriella, have you seen Ally?" my dad asked the next morning after they said their goodbyes. My mom sighed in response before, "She's underneath the car." Thanks, mom. Then, my dad bent down and rolled his eyes at me, "Get in the car!"

Where was I? Lying on the driveway, underneath the car just waiting for him to drive over me. If I couldn't stay here, might as well die. Trish's plan was a little dense, so I had decided to take matters into my own hands. When she said she was having a slow week, she wasn't kidding.

She offered to bribe him. And, for the first time ever, Dad said no. Of all flippin' times he says no now!

"No."

"Ally, stop acting like a child."

"You said I was a child, therefore I will act like it!" I snapped.

"For goodness' sake, Ally!" he exclaimed, angry, "We'll be late for our plane! Do you know how expensive it is to get new tickets?!"

I ignored him, "Crush me, like you crushed my happiness." Dramatic, I know, but I've hit rock bottom.

I saw Austin's blue Nike sneakers (that I've grown to love) before I heard his voice, "Als, you tried." I sighed and got up from underneath the black Jeep.

Ross, Trish, Tasha and Dez were there as well, and we all stared at each other before enveloping into a big group hug.

"Sorry, Ally," Trish said apologetically, "I'll see you in two weeks." I nodded, knowing that she tried. Sort of.

Ross sighed, "See you whenever, I guess. I'm going to miss you." I smiled and messed up his hair a bit. He's never been the best with words anyway. Tasha pulled me in for another hug, crying, "I'm going to miss you so much!" I started crying too, "Me too, Lady T."

Tasha cracked a smile at the nickname but she continued to cry. Aunt Anita and Uncle Diego walked to me and hugged me. I never did apologise to Sonya, mostly because Diego wouldn't allow it, which, I'm happy for, by the way. At least he was on my side unlike certain people –cough, cough Mom and Dad cough, cough – and he agreed that it was, indeed, his daughter's fault.

"Goodbye, Ally," Aunt Anita whispered. "Bye." I looked up and saw Sonya standing at the doorway of the house, her arms crossed. Since the fight, we hadn't spoken to each other at all, which I am thankful for. But, she is has been going for counselling for her anger management issues. She said nothing, so I turned my attention away from her.

Austin stepped forward and hugged me tightly, making me cry harder.

"I don't want to say goodbye," I said through my sobs. "Think of it like, we're not saying goodbye, more like, 'see you later'. I'm going to miss you, Als."

"You too, Drama Queen." He smiled slightly before leaning down and kissing me. After a few minutes, Dad cleared his throat. We broke away, and I did not hesitate in shooting him a dirty look.

"Promise me that you'll be okay, and still work on music," he said, "Next time I hear you sing, I want to see your face on a CD cover."

"Austin, you know I can't do that."

"No such thing as 'can't'." I'm gonna miss that.

"Ally, we need to leave. Now," dad said again. I sighed and hugged everyone once more before stepping into the car. Just as I'm waving goodbye to them as we drive off, I burst into tears again. Life without them is going to be hell from now on.

That is le fact.

I pulled out my iPod and plugged in my earphones. Instead my music, I heard Austin's voice – not that I'm complaining.

"Hey Ally," his voice said, "By now you are probably on your way back home... Yeah, I'm not so good with this romantic stuff, so bear with me here," he said, making me laugh. "I'm really going to miss you, Als. After you told me that you were going back early because of Sonya, I realised that there are people out there who are way worse than her, I mean it. I always knew that, but today Ross told me about what he goes through at school and I don't want you to think that you're alone. Just know that, I'm going to be there with you, right next to you." Then, he stopped talking, and for a second I thought that was all he had to say, but then he started singing.

"You got that smile
That only heaven can make
I'll pray to God every day
That you keep that smile

Yeah, you are my dream
There's not a thing I won't do
I'll give my life up for you
'Cause you are my dream

And, baby, everything that I have is yours
You will never go cold or hungry
I'll be there when you're insecure
Let you know that you're always lovely, girl
'Cause you are the only thing that I got right now

One day when the sky is fallin'
I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you
Nothing will ever come between us
'Cause I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you

If you had my child
You would make my life complete
Just to have your eyes on little me
That'd be mine forever

And, baby, everything that I have is yours
You will never go cold or hungry
'I'll be there when you're insecure
Let you know that you're always lovely, girl
'Cause you are the only thing that I got right now

One day when the sky is fallin'
I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you
Nothing will ever come between us
I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you

We're made for one another, me and you
And I have no fear, I know we'll make it through
One day when the sky is fallin
'I'll be standing right next to you, whoa

One day when the sky is fallin'
I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you
Nothing will ever come between us
I'll be standing right next to you, right next to you

Stand by my side, side, side
When the sky falls down
I'll be there, I'll be there

You've got that smile
That only heaven can make
I pray to God every day
To keep you forever, oh."

Halfway through the song, I started crying. I wondered why I was being so emotional, I mean we've been dating for a short while.

I guess that's what love does to you.

Wait... did I just say love?! Was it possible to love Austin, even though we've been together for barely two weeks? If I do love him, does he feel the same way? No, there's no way I love him. I know I like him, but I sure don't love him. I've only known him for two months. Love? Impossible.

"... I'll see you soon, okay? Trust me on this, Ally, time will fly by. Remember, don't let anyone bring you down." I didn't realise I'd tuned out most of the recording and sighed.

"Ally, sweetie, we're at the airport," Mom said, pulling me out of my thoughts. I reluctantly got out of the car, my eyes downcast and took my luggage. I could feel my dad's eyes boring into my back, but I didn't care. Take a picture Dad, I thought sarcastically, it'll last longer.

Good bye, Barcelona, goodbye, paradise.

Aw... okay there's the chapter. There will be like, two chapters after this, so... yeah. And, Dez is the real DJ Izzy, not Trish, funny, huh? No. Anyway, review please!

And, erm, I don't own Next To You by Chris Brown, and neither does Austin. He just sang a cover. So... um... peace out!

Sammie