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"I always love coming to see you in New York because of the view out this window." Elliot said to me with a smile. He stood in front of the large window, gazing out. I smiled at him as I tucked the corner of the covers on my bed into the wedge between the frame and the mattress. I had a weird thing about how I liked my bed made, and Elliot had attempted earlier but failed miserably.
Elliot had his luggage packed and was about to go back home, and I was actually pretty thankful. My head was still buzzing with thoughts of Austin, and I really just needed some space from Elliot for the time being.
I stood up straight, raking the strands of hair off of my face. They were kind of naturally wavy, and I was in a pair of athletic shorts and an oversized tee shirt. Elliot smiled and turned around to face me. "Gonna miss me?" He asked.
I forced a smile. "Of cour-"
There's a loud knock on the door, and we both jump. I clear my throat, going to answer it. I turn the knob, and Austin Moon nearly falls into my room. "Ally! I-" he looks up and sees Elliot. Elliot sees him. I have no idea what is going on right now. "Shit." Austin breathes under his breath.
"Ally, who is this?" Elliot demands.
"Oh," I laugh nervously, "this is Austin... He, um... He-"
"I need to talk to Ally. Alone." Austin demands, shooting Elliot a hard glare.
"Excuse me?" Elliot shouts, "You can't just come barging in here and ask to talk to my girlfriend alone."
"I wasn't asking, I was telling you." Austin snaps.
"Guys..." I say tentatively as Elliot takes a step towards Austin. Wherever this is going, it isn't good. What's Austin even doing here? How did he find my dorm? What the heck is going on right now?
"Who are you?" Elliot demands.
"None of your business, man. Now get out." Austin shouts, pointing at the door.
"Who do you think you are, huh?" Elliot shouts.
"Fine," Austin hisses, "if you won't leave I'll tell her everything I need to right now, but you're not gonna like it." I swallow hard. Oh no. Elliot crosses his arms harshly, and Austin turns to me. He has desperation in his eyes.
"Ally, I was wrong. I was so, so wrong, and I am so stupid. I shouldn't have let you leave, I-"
"Leave where? Oh my God-" Elliot interrupts him.
Austin turns around and shoves a finger in his chest. "Shut your damn mouth and let me talk! If you don't like what you're hearing, there's the door, pretty boy!" Elliot shut his mouth, and Austin turned back to me and continued talking.
"I was wrong and I was stupid. I shouldn't have told you to leave, you were just trying to help me and I see that now. I've been a mess the past two days, I didn't even get out of bed, like at all." He grips the hair on his head like he might pull it out. "The truth is that you drive me absolutely crazy. You're annoying and persistent and seem to care way too much, but you know what? I can't get you off of my freaking mind."
I feel tears welling up in my eyes as he crosses the room and grips my forearms in his large hands. "Ally, I have never had any girl care so much. I don't know why this is so important to you, or why I'm so important to you, but I'll take it. I like that you care... No, I love that you care. Most of the time you stress me out and make me want to throw myself off a balcony," he takes a short laugh, "but that's not the point. The point is that you do things like come to parties and find me when I'm drunk and then hold my head in your lap and run your fingers through my hair while I fall asleep, or help me try to find out what these stupid dreams mean," his voice falters, "or how you write me notes on napkins right after I just kicked you out of my dorm and told you to come back where you came from." He looks up at the ceiling to keep himself from crying, but I'm making no effort to stop my tears. "Listen to me, Ally Dawson," he finally says, looking back at me, "I... Do not know how I feel about you because I have never felt this way before. I just know that you make me feel all happy and good and the only thing that's made me feel that way since I got to college was being drunk. I want to be around you, like, all the time, even when I'm being a complete dick. I literally need you around or I'm just going to be a pointless human being again, and I don't want that. I want you. I want us-"
"I've heard enough." Elliot snaps, grabbing Austin by the collar of his shirt and spinning him around. Austin is taller that Elliot, and he peers down at him.
"I told you to get out if you didn't want to hear it." Austin says through gritted teeth.
Elliot shoves Austin. "Stay away from my girlfriend, she's not interested."
Austin laughs. "Dude, I'll fight you if you want, hell, I'll even give you the first punch, but you're gonna wish you hadn't when I'm finished with you."
Elliot shrinks back just the tiniest bit, and then turns to me. My breathing hitches. "What is he talking about, Ally?" He demands.
I nearly choke trying to breathe. "Elliot, it's a really long story..."
"Are you cheating on me?" He demands.
"No!" I gasp, and Austin intervenes.
"She hasn't cheated on you, leave her alone." He says, crossing his arms.
Elliot looks from me to Austin, then back again, then sighs stiffly and jerks his suitcase up out of the floor. "I'm leaving, my flight leaves in an hour." He walks to the door, glaring at us as he walks past. "When you get the nerve to call me and tell me what the hell's going on, I'm all for it. Until then, consider us on a break." He opens the door, then slams it behind him. I swallow hard before going out after him, shutting the door behind me.
"Elliot," I call, and he turns around, "don't... Don't consider us on a break. Consider us over." He raises his eyebrows in surprise, and I continue talking. "It's not you, it's just that I've had all this crazy, absolutely insane stuff happen, and... Well, I'll just have to tell you about it... I promise I'll give you an explanation just... I can't keep going on acting like I still love you." I take a deep breath. "I don't. I don't love you anymore. I'm sorry."
His lips are in a thin line, and then he sighs. "I'm going to miss my flight. Goodbye, Ally."
I give him the tiniest wave possible. "Goodbye, Elliot."
He walks the rest of the way down the hall, and I turn back to my door. Austin's luggage is in the hallway, so I bring it back into the room with me. He turns around and looks at me with a blank expression before smiling, dried tears on his cheeks. I smile weakly. "You called me Ally." I whisper.
He laughs. "What?"
I laugh, too, wiping under my eyes. "You've never called me Ally. You've only called me Sweetheart."
He smirks at me before grabbing my hand and pulling me into his body. He cups the sides of my face and pulls me into his lips, kissing me slowly, and I smile. When he pulls away, I push the hair out of my face and sigh happily. "I missed that feeling."
He grins slowly. "So did I, Ally." He whispers, before connecting his lips to mine once more.
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