A/N: Hi guys! I had time today, so I did another chapter :) It's pretty long too, so yay! Now, I will warn you that there is clubbing in this chapter, and there will be drinking involved. This isn't the real Austin & Ally, keep in mind, this is FANFICTION. So, just putting that out there. I do what I want lol, but nevertheless, enjoy!

Disclaimer: don't own A&A, just playing around with the characters :) own everything else not associated with it. And I don't own part of the song "In The Ayer" by Flo Rida, when Ally is singing. It's a really great song, you guys should listen to it :)

PLEASE READ THE A/N AT THE END :)

Ally POV

"Hey, Als!"

"What?" I yelled down to Austin from our bedroom.

"Come down here for a minute; I want to show you something."

I dropped the pile of laundry on the bed that I still needed to fold and headed downstairs.

I found Austin in the living room watching TV. Maci was my parents'. She had been spending a lot of time with both sets of grandparents lately because we wanted her to get time in with them before we left for the tour for a few months. "What's up?"

He was practically bouncing with excitement. "Check it out!" He grabbed the TV remote and turned up the volume. Crazy Countdown was on, a show that broadcast the Top 40 music videos in the country for that week, commercial free.

"That was the wildly popular R5 coming in at number two with their new single, "Don't Doubt Me." Here's your number one video for the week, Ally Dawson with Are You Happy Now? I'm Bailey Summers and thank you for joining me for this week's Crazy Countdown."

My video started playing and I shrieked with excitement, jumping up and down. "That's me, that's my video! I'm number one!"

Austin grinned. "I know!"

"I'm calling my parents." I dialled their home number and my mom picked up. "Hello?"

"Hi Mom," I said.

"Hi, Ally! Maci is fine."

"Yeah, I'm not calling about that," I said. "Well, it's good she's fine but that's not the point of this call." I put the phone on speaker. "Mom, you're on speaker now so don't say anything embarrassing."

"All the more reason to say something embarrassing," she said.

"Mom!"

"I'm just kidding, honey," she laughed. "Hi, Austin."

"Hey, Penny," he replied. "Ally's got exciting news to tell you."

"My video is number one in the country for the week!" I exclaimed into the phone. "Go to channel 207!"

My mom screamed. "Ally, that's amazing! Awe, there's my little girl. Look, Maci, there's your mom on the TV!"

You could faintly hear Maci yell "Mommy! Mommy!" in the background before shrieking happily.

"She likes it," my mom said. "Your dad says congratulations!"

"Tell him thanks for me."

"Maci's not being a brat, is she?" Austin asked.

"Oh no, she's perfectly fine, no troubles at all. She's asked for both of you a couple of times."

"Awe, we miss her," I said. "Thanks again for watching her, we really appreciate it."

"Oh, you know we're always here to help in any way we can," my mom said kindly.

"We know," I said. "But we better go. Love you!"

"I love you both! Thanks for calling, Maci says bye!"

"Bye, sweetie!" Austin and I said. "Bye, Penny," Austin added before I hung up.

"You know what, we should celebrate tonight," Austin told me. I put the phone back on the charger in the hallway.

"And do what?"

"Let's hit up Neon Buzz. We haven't been there since Maci was born."

Neon Buzz was a club in Miami that wasn't too crazy. The four of us used to go there all the time before Maci was born. Since then, we hadn't been back. Anyone over 17 could go, but minors weren't allowed alcohol. Look who wasn't a minor anymore.

"We can even invite everyone else," Austin added. "Come on, it'll be fun."

"Hey, I'm not disagreeing," I told him. "I'm ready to get out for a change."

"Awesome! Okay, it's seven now, so you call Quinn and Trish, and I'll call Jace, Jesse, and Dez."

We split off our separate ways to call our friends. Quinn and Trish were all for it. Quinn said she would leave Sheridan with her grandparents since Leah was still in the hospital and her parents were there with her.

After hanging up with them, I went to check the plans with Austin.

"Dez and Jesse are coming," he said. "Jace is in Orlando visiting his girlfriend. You?"

"Both Trish and Quinn."

"Nice," he said. "So everyone is meeting here at ten."

"Yep," I confirmed. "But first let's eat, I'm starving."

"Me too. What do you want? I'll make you something too," Austin said as he opened up the cupboards.

"I'm really in the mood for grilled cheese."

"You read my mind," he grinned as he got out the bread, butter, and cheese.

While he made our food, I thought about the fact that my video was number one in the country for the week. It didn't seem that long ago when I had stage fright. Now, I was really putting my music out there.

"What are you thinking about?" Austin asked.

"Just the fact that my video is number one," I replied.

He grinned. "I'm so proud of you."

"Thanks," I smiled.

"I've been meaning to talk to you about something that has to do with Maci for a while," Austin said while he flipped the grilled cheese sandwiches.

"Okay," I said slowly. "What's up?"

"Well, since I've got this tour coming up and we're both really busy with not just my work, but with your job too, Dez thought it would be a good idea to get a babysitter for Maci. We can't take her everywhere."

"That's what our parents are for," I told him.

"Als, let's be honest, our parents love Maci, but even they don't want to be watching her all the time," he said. "Why don't we just hire Leah? She loves kids, especially Maci and Sheridan. She's really good with both of them, you've seen it."

"We would obviously have to wait until she's fully recovered. She's kind of in a knee brace with a concussion right now." I rested my elbow on the counter. "And I don't know how long that's going to take."

"It's not a for sure, and we still have to ask her, but I'm sure she would do it. Besides, it's not like it's full time anyways," Austin said. "It's a good idea."

"Yeah, it is," I admitted. "Who knew Dez could be smart with something?"

"I know, right?" He handed me my sandwich. "My lady."

"Why thank you," I smiled. "Mmmm, I love grilled cheese."

"Diddo."

We ate and made small talk, and I loaded the dishwasher while Austin went to find Pancakes so he could feed her. It was actually so hard to find that dog sometimes in this huge home. She was always in the most random places. One time, I found her in one of the downstairs bathrooms' shower sleeping. Another time, I found her under our bed, and Austin found her behind the TV in the den once. Don't ask how we always manage to miss her hiding places.

I went upstairs to shower and when I got out, I found Austin in the walk-in closet in our bedroom. "Where was she this time?"

"Maci's closet," he replied.

"Figures," I said. "I'm going to dry my hair."

"You do that." Since my hair was about the same length as Kylie Jenner's, which was near my elbows, it took a while to dry, so by the time I was done drying my hair, Austin was already changed.

"How do you get dressed so fast?" I asked as I rifled through my part of the closet.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I'm a dude."

"Yeah, but you're you."

"True."

He was wearing black jeans with a chain, a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up that was unbuttoned at the top revealing his necklaces, and colourful high tops. His hair was already styled too, all tousled to perfection. Even though he was 21, he looked 18. I guess I shouldn't be talking; I looked like Leah's age. I'd probably get ID'd at the club.

"I won't be long," I said, grabbing a dress from the rack.

"Don't rush," Austin said, belly flopping onto the bed. "I could watch you change all day."

"You're a perv."

"You love me."

I rolled my eyes and closed the closet door. "Don't wear white!" Austin yelled.

"I'm not!" The dress I picked was a simple black cocktail dress with the sides cut out. I chose hot pink Jeffrey Campbells to go with it that made me close to Austin's height. After throwing that all on, I went back into the bedroom and grabbed my curler.

Austin whistled. "Not bad, Dawson."

"Not bad?"

"I'm just kidding; you look as beautiful as ever. But you look especially beautiful in that dress."

"Thanks," I smiled as I grabbed my makeup. I did a black smokey eye. "What time is it?"

"Nine."

"Oh, we have plenty of time. Which is good, because my hair is going to take forever."

"I wanna try and curl it," Austin said excitedly as he jumped off the bed, just as I was sitting down on my vanity chair.

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Yeah. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?"

"You could burn my scalp."

"Oh, yeah. Well, I'll be careful."

"Just like you were careful that time you shaved my legs for me when I was pregnant because I couldn't reach, and you cut me?"

"Yeah!"

I sighed and handed him the hot curler. "Fine. Loose curls, please."

He grabbed a chunk of my hair. "You got it. Loosey Goosey."

I rolled my eyes and smiled as he got to work. Turns out, he was actually pretty good. "Wow, I'm impressed," I said.

"I'm kind of a natural."

"You should have been a hairdresser instead of a rock star," I teased.

"No way! I only do this for you."

"Awe, you're sweet," I said. "Think you could twist my hair into a braided and curly fancy bun?"

"Don't push your luck."

I laughed. "I'm kidding."

"Don't move!"

"Sorry."

He quietly hummed to himself as he started the other side of my head and he finished a few minutes later. "So how did I do?"

"You did awesome," I said, shocked. "Damn, babe, those are better than what I can do," I added as I leaned closer to the mirror to inspect my hair.

Austin grinned proudly. "I'm just awesome, that's all there is to it."

"Don't get cocky," I smirked, lightly punching him on the shoulder as I passed him to the dresser to grab my clear lip gloss. I smeared it on and smacked my lips. "There, finally done."

"You look perfect."

"Stop, you're making me blush," I smiled.

"Oh, am I? Well in that case, you look perfect with your flowing glossy curls and your perfect makeup with your big brown eyes and gorgeous smile-"

"Okay!" I laughed. "Come on, let's go."

Austin grabbed my hand and dragged me down the stairs. "Woah there, slow down, babe, I'm not exactly wearing flat shoes," I told him.

"Sorry," he said sheepishly. "I forgot. I guess I really shouldn't forget, considering you're almost my height now."

"Ha ha," I deadpanned. I stopped. "Wait a minute. Who's the designated driver for tonight?"

"I can do it."

"You? Seriously? It should be Quinn or something, she's the only one underage."

"We'll figure it out when everyone else gets here." There was a knock on the door. "Which is apparently now."

"Good thing we're ready, they're early," I said as Austin went into the hallway to get the door. I grabbed a glass of water and a minute later, everyone walked into the kitchen, all dressed to impress.

"Hey!" Trish said, giving me a hug. "You look hot! And congratulations on the video!"

I laughed. "So do you. And thanks, T!" She was wearing a zebra print dress and black heels, her naturally curly hair hanging around her shoulders.

Everyone said their congrats to me before Quinn tackled me in a hug. "Hey Ally, long time no see," she joked.

"Oh, I know," I grinned. "You look so pretty!" She was wearing a hot pink strapless dress with black wedge boots, her long bleached hair straightened to perfection, her bangs nicely styled over her forehead.

"Thank you," she smiled. "I feel bad leaving Leah, but she made me come out. She actually yelled at me when I tried to protest. She said I need to have fun."

"Which you do. Leah is fine, she's almost one hundred percent better," Trish said. "Don't worry."

"Now that you girls are done fangirling over each other's outfits, how do we look?" Jesse joked.

We said they all looked nice. The guys were dressed similarly, just different colors. Dez was wearing some vibrant pattern of colors; I don't even know how to explain it.

"Everyone got their ID's?" I asked. We all nodded.

"Come on, let's go party!" Trish exclaimed, dragging Dez out the door, everyone else following. We all got into Austin's SUV and made our way to the club. Trish and Dez were in the very back, Jesse and Quinn were in the back, and Austin and I were in the front.

"Who wants to DD tonight?" I asked.

"I'll do it," Quinn said. "I can't drink anyways."

"You rock," Austin said to her. "You know how to work my vehicle, right?"

"Yep."

"Awesome." We all made small talk on the way to the club and before we knew it, we were there. There was already a line outside.

"Oh, joy," Trish muttered.

"What, did you not think there was going to be a line?" Dez asked her as we got out.

"No, but I was hoping it wouldn't be this long," she replied.

While we waited, I called my mom to tell her what we were doing and the line slowly progressed. We made it to the front half an hour later. "Finally," Trish exclaimed as the guy checked all of our ID's.

The dance floor was already packed, the lights were flashing everywhere, the music was blaring full blast, and the bartenders were already handing out drinks by the second. "Awesome, this is going to rock!" Austin said happily.

I smiled. "Come on, pretty boy, let's go dance." My dancing had improved, with help from Austin and Quinn, who turned out to be a very good dancer, even as good as Austin. But I still wasn't all that great.

Austin grabbed us drinks and we danced to the loud beats that were making the floor shake, having a great time together. After a while, I decided to take a break and get a drink, so Jesse came with me.

"I'll have a Bud," I told the bartender.

"Same," Jesse said.

"ID," the bartender said. To me only. Jesse snorted with laughter.

"Shut up, it's not my fault I don't look of age," I snapped at him as I dug through my wallet and pulled out my ID to show the bartender. He looked at it before nodding and going to get our drinks.

"So how's life? I haven't talked to you in a while," Jesse said.

"It's good. Hectic with Austin's tour coming up but it's not really anything new. How are you doing?"

"Pretty good, thanks. Relieved to see Quinn happy again after they found Leah," Jesse said. We got our drinks and sat on the barstools. "I'm glad she's okay."

I nodded. "I know. I was really worried."

"You're telling me. By the way, congratulations on the video again. That's really amazing."

"Thanks," I smiled.

"Hey, did you figure out why your mom was acting so weird around me?"

I took a sip of my drink. "I didn't ask, to be honest," I admitted. "But she's been normal and everything, hasn't said anything about it, so I think she's fine."

Jesse nodded. "Okay, good, because I have no idea what I did."

"You didn't do anything," I promised. "My parents are just odd."

He laughed. "Well if you're sure."

"I am," I smiled.

Quinn POV

After a few hours of dancing and hanging out with my friends, I went to the bar to get a bottle of water. Ally came with me. And she was a drunk Ally.

"Ally, you don't need another drink," I sighed.

"Awe, come on, Quinny, this is my night to celebrate! My video is number one!" she told me before telling the bartender to give her some type of shot I had never heard of. I didn't even know Ally drank.

"Quinny?" I repeated.

"Oops, did I call you Austin? I'm so sorry, you're definitely not Austin," Ally giggled.

"No, you called me- You know what, nevermind," I shook my head.

A song came on. "Oh! I love this song!" Ally exclaimed. She quickly took her shot and grabbed another cup of beer before grabbing my hand. "Come on, girlfriend, let's go dance up a storm! Well, not actually dance up a storm; I'm pretty sure only the Greek gods can do that. And the Roman ones. Are they the same thing? Do they even exist? Do-"

"Ally, stop talking please," I begged.

She looked at me before bursting into laughter. "I'm sorry," she gasped. "I just think you're such a fun person. I love you, Trish!" Ally threw her arms around me in a hug, almost taking me down. Some of her drink spilled on my dress.

She gasped in horror. "Oh my god, Austin, I'm so sorry, I completely ruined your outfit! I promise I'll get the stain out, Quinn."

Oh my god, where was Austin? I wondered. "Okay, I think you need to sit down."

"Oh, nonsense, I'm fine," she said. "See? I'm not drunk. Look." She started walking in a straight line. Yes, it was actually straight. But she was definitely drunk, as well as most of the people in the room.

"Oh, hot damn! This is my jam! Keep me partying 'till the A.M!" Ally sang along as she swayed to the music. She was a really good dancer when she was drinking, surprisingly.

Jesse pushed through people to get to us. "Hey!" he yelled over the music. "Where's Ally? Austin's looking for her; he said he can't find her anywhere."

I pointed to my older friend's dancing form in the crowd, drink in hand. She was having a blast, and I didn't want to stop her, but she was just asking for trouble.

"Oh, okay. Well, I'll go tell Austin I found her," Jesse told me. He gave me a quick kiss and his breath smelled like alcohol, but it didn't bother me. It's not like I've never drank before. Shhh. "Don't let her out of your sight until I get Austin; she looks a little drunk."

"Ya think?" I yelled. He just grinned and moved back through the crowd. I hadn't seen Trish or Dez for most of the night.

I pulled out my phone from my purse to see if I had any messages from my parents but there were none. When I looked back up, Ally was gone. "Oh, this is just flipping perfect," I muttered. "Ally!"

I pushed through everyone, trying to find her, but I couldn't see her.

A few minutes later, I heard her scream, "Who's ready to party!?" I looked up to the response of loud cheers and saw Ally dancing. On a table. With random girls.

"Oh my god," I said, hurrying to get to the front. "Ally, get down from there now!"

She didn't hear me; she was too busy grinding to "Sexy and I Know It."

"Am I the only sober one in this joint?" I exclaimed to no one in particular.

"Nope, you've got me," came a voice from beside me. I turned to see Austin.

"Oh, thank god," I sighed. "I can't get her down."

"I can fix that." He got up on the table, wrapped an arm around Ally's waist, and hauled her down, setting her back down on the floor.

"Hey!" she complained. "I was having fun!"

"You can have fun on the ground. And I'm cutting you off, you've had enough for tonight," Austin told her, taking her drink from her. It was a new drink.

"Dez, no, go take care of Trish, you just go find Austin for me, okay? He needs to get on this level," Ally slurred.

Austin looked at me. "How much has she had to drink?"

"I lost count," I admitted. "Have you been drinking?"

"Yeah, but not nearly as much as my tipsy girlfriend here," he replied, grabbing Ally as she took a step and stumbled.

"Where are Dez and Trish?"

"I don't know, I left them with Jesse when I saw Ally on the table. None of them are sober, in case you're wondering. Looks like it's just you and me."

"Joy."

"What happened to your dress?"

"Ally spilled her drink on me."

"I'll buy you a new one," Austin said, but I cut him off.

"Don't worry about it; it was a cheap thing anyway."

He looked doubtful, but didn't push the issue. Ally looked at Austin as if seeing him for the first time that night. "Oh, there you are, babe! Dez did his job! Yay!" She threw her arms around him and kissed him full on the mouth, but he pulled back.

"At least she got the name right this time," I said.

"Quinn, let's go dance, come on," she said, trying to pull me towards the crowd.

"No, Ally, we're going home, I think you've had enough for tonight," Austin said gently. "Let's go."

"I wanna stay! I feel awesome!"

"You aren't going to feel awesome in the morning," he told her before bending down to haul her over his shoulder.

"Woo, a roller coaster! Go go go! Faster!" Ally yelled excitedly.

"Oh my god," Austin said to me. "Never again. Next time, I stay with her all night."

"Deal," I agreed. "Ally?"

No response.

"And she's passed out," I confirmed.

Austin sighed. "I'll go put her in the vehicle. You get the rest of them."

I nodded and went to find everyone else. Turns out they were already on their way out, so I met up with them quickly.

"We're going, Ally's had enough," I said to them.

"I think Dez has too," Trish slurred. "And probably me. And Jesse."

"Yeah, I kind of figured. Come on." Trish and Jesse could walk fine, but I helped Dez out to Austin's SUV, where he was sitting in the very back with Ally out cold on his shoulder.

"She didn't throw up, did she?" I asked.

Austin shook his head. "Nope. Not yet, anyway. It'll be hell for her tomorrow." He handed me the keys. "Let's get out of here."

A/N: I loved writing this chapter, I have no shame haha.

NOW. Confession time: I'm 16, and I drink. I occasionally have too many, like Ally and the others. But I'm not a bad person. Because let's be real here, teenagers drink. It's inevitable. I'm not saying every teen does drink and that they have to drink, I'm just saying that it happens and you can't stop it. I am one of those teenagers. Sorry for my rant, I just thought you guys should know...too much information maybe? Sorry :/ please don't hate me because of my actions! And if you guys ever wanna talk, or like, tell me something, you can PM me. I love you guys! :D I don't wanna see any of y'all suffering! Anything to confess, just let it out! Or if we have something in common, like the drinking thing or whatever^^^ then tell me. I want to be able to connect with you guys :) I hope I didn't make you guys feel uncomfortable :s Those were not my intentions AT ALL. It's just so we get a better understanding of each other I guess :)

Joelle xx

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