A/N: Hey guys! I'm sorry it's been so long and that this is so short, but it's been a crazy week for me and with exams coming up, AND to add to that I sliced my index finger open so it's bandaged up and I can't bend it which makes it really hard to type. D: Enjoy, nonetheless.

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"Dude, I'm sure she's fine, calm down." Dez groans, running his hands across his face as I pace back and forth across our dorm.

"She didn't text me though! What if she didn't make it to her car?" I question, checking my phone for the thousandth time. She left like, half an hour ago, what's the hold up?

"I bet she just forgot." Dez suggests.

"Well that's dumb of her if she did, and I'm not taking any chances, I'm gonna go look for her." I said, beginning to head towards the door, but Dez hops up and grabs my arm, stopping me.

"Austin. I'm sure she's fine. Besides, you have to tell me how she knows me or whatever because, quite frankly, I'm beyond confused." He says, and I relax a bit, maybe he's right. I sigh and nod, heading over to my bed and laying down. It's been a long day. I recall the story of her time spent with me for the past few hours, and how she told me about how she had been dreaming about me too, except hers was more detailed or whatever. He just looks at me the whole time, never interrupting, which was kind of surprising. When I finish, he sighs. "This is weird."

I nod in agreement, picking at the skin around my nails, a bad habbit I've seemed to develop. "What do you think all this mean?"

He shrugs. "I still think you're going to end up falling in love with her."

I sit up quickly, shaking my head. "No, absolutely not happening."

He rolls his eyes. "Austin, stop being such a closed minded little shit. Have you even tried giving her a chance?" He scowls. "She's hot Austin, I don't see what the big deal is."

I run my hands down my face. "Yes, she's hot, but she's such a... A goody, I don't know? She's not my type. At all. I can't stand people like that."

He narrows his eyes at me. "If I'm not mistaken, you used to be a goody yourself, Mr. Don't Let Yourself Sink."

"Don't throw that at me right now." I groan, glancing at my arm to see my anchor tattoo, the one that Ally had been studying in my dream. Sometimes I regret letting myself sink, but I always get drunk or high enough to get it off my mind eventually.

"I think that needs to be thrown at you every now and then, Austin. You need to learn to take your own advice. And the crowd that you hang out with isn't a good crowd... You're going to end up in a bad situation some day. What are you going to do when you get arrested, or in a fight, or better yet, die?"

I scoff. "Dez, let's get real. I'm not stupid, I'm not going to get myself killed."

He shrugs. "Whatever, suit yourself. I'm going to bed, it's late." He clicks off is lamp and is asleep in minutes, and I find myself worrying about Ally again. I bite my lip, deciding not to text her until tomorrow morning because it's late. I'm sure she's at home safe.

I turn off my own lamp and roll over to face the wall, falling asleep in minutes with my head spinning.

A/N: Please don't complain about the length, I'm doing the best I can at the moment. HOWEVER, I do have some good news. :) This story will be turned into a trilogy! The "Changes" trilogy is already planned out and me and my editor have concluded how this story and final story will end, so that's good news. Can I get some reviews, favorites, and follows? :) xx