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I close the door to my dorm and find Dallas sitting on my bed, and Dez sitting on his, just as I had expected. Dez had called to warn me that Dallas was outside the door and wanting to come in to talk to me so I needed to get there fast before something happened... Like Dez getting beat up, which I highly doubt would ever happen. Dallas and I were tight, he might not like Dez, and he might pick on him a little, but I don't think he'd ever hit him.

I close the door behind me and nod a greeting to Dez, who does the same. I can tell he's mad at me, which makes me uncomfortable. I rub a hand behind my neck awkwardly. "What's up, Dallas?"

He gets straight to the point. "Who's the girl you left with this morning? I was pretty lit last night but I'm pretty sure she was looking for you last night while you were banging Cassidy."

I crinkle my nose. "She's just a... Friend, or something. I don't know, man, she's a good girl." I pause to think. "And I didn't bang Cassidy."

He raises his eyebrows. "You didn't?"

"Not last night." I shrug.

He rolls his eyes. "Well, just look out, man. You can't be getting yourself caught up with girls like that. They'll pull you under and make you think partying and living it up and the good stuff is bad or whatever, but it's not. Alright? Remember that." He stands up and claps me on the back, making me flinch, before leaving without saying goodbye.

I sigh and slump down onto my bed. I can feel Dez's glare on me. "Go ahead, scold me." I tell him. This always happens.

"Austin, you need to get your shit together. This is ridiculous. I'm tired of you acting like someone you're not, I'm tired of Dallas showing up here every other week, I'm tired of you spending all your parents' money on alcohol and drugs, and I'm tired of you treating Ally like she's just some damn good girl that you don't want to have to bother with. She's always nice to you and you guys obviously have some sort of wierd universal connection that no one can make sense of, so you might as well start at least treating her like a human being."

I growl and sit up, pointing my finger at him accusingly. "I do treat her like a human being! For your information, I took her out to lunch today to make up to her for being a dick last night!"

"Yeah?" Dez snaps, "You wouldn't have even had to take her to lunch if you hadn't been a dick to her in the first place! Stop acting so freaking oblivious to the fact that you like her!"

"I don't like her!" I yell, standing up.

Dez stands up, too. "Yes you do! Oh my gosh, it's so freaking obvious! I have never seen you act so whipped, holy crap!" He throws his hands up in the air in exaggeration.

I find myself kicking my nightstand, shaking all of it's contents and making my lamp fall over and break in the floor. Without thinking further, I grab one of my bathroom towels I have lying on the floor and head towards the door. I throw it open and look back at Dez with my eyes narrowed. "I do not like Ally, and I never will. I'm content with my life and I'm not changing for anyone." I slam the door behind me, and I think I hear Dez punch the wall as I make my way to the showers.

As much as I don't want to admit it, I'm terrified that Dez is right, and for that reason, I need to cut off all contact with Ally Dawson. Ally dreams and weird connections aside, it's just not worth it any more. I can't let this good girl come into my life and ruin everything for me. I turn on the water in a shower and undress myself, hanging my clothes over the stall before stepping in. I begin thinking about how I'm going to be able to forget that this whole thing happened... The dream and stuff is just so weird to me. I know that this all happened for a reason, but I can't bring myself to admit it I guess. I realize that I'm not going to ever be able to forget this, and as I think of Ally and her stupid smile and her stupid laugh and the stupid way she walks, I find myself crying for the first time in a long, long time.

I wipe my face bitterly, but I can't stop them from coming. I know that I can't talk to Ally anymore, and I don't know why I'm so freaking upset about that, but I am, and I can't help it. When I calm myself down, I step out of the shower and dry myself off, checking in the mirror to make sure my face isn't splotchy from the tears. I wrap the towel around my waist and grab my clothes off the stall and go back to the room. As I expected, Dez isn't there anymore. He probably went for a walk to cool down. I notice the hole in the wall beside his bed, and I just shake my head, throwing my clothes on the bed.

There's a knock on the door, and I answer it, expecting it to be Dez, but it's not. Of course it's Ally, and her eyes go wide as she tries to focus on my face as my lower body is wrapped in a towel. My face gets red, and she clears her throat. "I just-" She begins, and I find myself closing the door in her face as I shuffle around and throw on a pair of sweatpants. I open the door once again, and she looks like she might cry. I pray that she doesn't. "Can I come inside?" She asks, and I shake my head.

"No, you can't... I can't-"

"Please," She begs, "I need to tell you something. I need to tell you a lot, actually."

"I... No, I-"

"Austin." She says firmly. "Please."

I sigh and step to the side, allowing her entrance. After she tells me whatever is so important, I have to let her go, for good. There's no other way. I solemnly close the door and lock it behind me.

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