Okay, first of all, I'm sorry for all the fluffiness. If it gets annoying, please PM me or put it in a review. I live to make you guys happy. Secondly, THANK YOU FOR ALL THOSE AMAZING REVIEWS! ALSO THANKS FOR VOTING! So, so far, a sequel is in the lead, with Raura next, and Auslly after that, and Kick after that, and Peddie hasn't gotten any votes. So, I'm kinda running out of ideas for disclaimers. If you have a suggestion, PM me PLEASE! Or else my disclaimers will be really boring like this: I don't own Austin and Ally. Boring, right? Whatever, read on...
Sick
(Ally's P.O.V.)
I wake up earlier than usual and rush over to Sonic Boom. Today's the day Austin needs his memory back. Sarah actually visited me last night and said we have all day. When the clock strikes midnight, our time is up. Sounds like Cinderella, if you ask me.
Trish and Dez arrive at Sonic Boom only an hour after me, both eager to make a plan. "Where's Austin?" Trish asks. "I thought he'd be the first one here." I shrug.
"Maybe he finally got some sleep and doesn't wanna end it," Dez suggests. I nod. So, we wait. And wait. And wait. We've been waiting for hours when the sun finally comes up. We wait more. And more. And more. At about noon, I decide to call him.
I put the phone on speaker and wait as the phone rings. Trish, Dez, and I are touching heads, huddling around my iPhone. Finally, a weak, tired voice answers. "Hello?" Austin's voice is barely above a whisper.
"Austin Monica Moon, where are you? The day's already halfway over! And don't forget it's the last day to get your memories back before they're gone forever!" I don't realize how much my voice has risen until I see Trish and Dez looking at me weirdly. "Fine, you two do the talking," I say. Suddenly, we hear a strange noise coming from the other side of the call, and then the call ends. I look at Trish and Dez and say, "We need to go to Austin's house."
We all run as fast as our legs can take us the two blocks to Austin's house. We barge in the door without knocking; we've been here so many times, Austin's parents don't really notice us anymore. We dash up the stairs to Austin's room, where we're greeted by a surprising sight. Austin's lying in bed with a pale, sweaty face.
Austin's mom comes in with an empty bucket. "What are you three doing here?" she whispers. "Didn't Austin tell you he was sick?"
"No," Dez says. "I guess he forgot. No pun intended. Anyways, we were on the phone with him, but we heard this weird noise and then he hung up."
Mrs. Moon frowns. "He was throwing up. Good thing I placed this bucket by his bed when he declined the pancakes I made him. Anyways, you three should go home. Wouldn't want you getting sick."
"If you don't mind, Mrs. Moon," Trish says, "we'd like to stay with Austin." Mrs. Moon purses her lips.
"We promise not to cause any shenanigans, Mimi." Dez says. "And we'll be extra quiet and we won't wake him up. If he wants us to leave when he wakes up we'll leave."
"Oh, alright," Mrs. Moon gives in.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Trish, Dez and I whisper-yell in unison. Mrs. Moon just smiles, shakes her head, and walks downstairs. We all pile into Austin's room. I sit in his desk chair, while Trish and Dez sit on the floor. We just watch Austin.
Suddenly, he mumbles, "Ally," in his sleep. Not this again. Yesterday, he was mumbling things like "Ally, don't go," and "Ally, please stay." Then, he had whispered something, but I didn't catch what he said. Dez's face lit up, though, so he must've heard. But he didn't say anything about it.
All of a sudden, Austin jerks awake, screaming his head off, but not his usual girly scream. A scream like yesterday, except this time, he's screaming, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He breathes heavy and takes in his surroundings. I realize his eyes are watery, as if he's been crying. He lies back down. If he noticed us, he hasn't acknowledged it.
"Hey, Austin," Dez says. Austin screams his normal girly scream and sits up.
"Oh, it's you guys." He lies back down. "I'm sick. Didn't my parents tell you?"
"Yup," Trish says. "But they let us stay. I mean, if you want us to go, that's fine."
"No! No, stay, please." He's sitting up again and looking right at me. I nod for all of us. He lets out a breath and adjusts the pillows so he can sit comfortably. "So, any ideas for how to change my life?" I think he's sort of kidding. We can't really do anything while he's sick.
"What can we do? You're sick and throwing up," Trish says. She doesn't mention the fact that his memories are pretty much gone forever. She doesn't need to.
"Okay, well, any updates, anyone?" Dez asks. Austin shakes his head.
"Actually, Sarah talked to me last night in my dream," I say.
"What'd she say?" Trish asks.
"She said that we have till midnight before Austin's memories are gone forever. She also said that Austin already knows what he has to do." Austin looks confused. "I guess she was wrong," I mumble.
"Well, then, I guess if I don't get better in the next few hours, we have absolutely no chance," Austin says sadly. "And even if I do get better, I don't know what I have to do!" He looks down. I can tell that, even though he already looks like he's going to cry, he's hiding a lot of his sadness. So, I do what any best friend would do. I walk over to his bed, sit on top of the covers and give him a long hug, ignoring the fact that he's sick. He hugs back tightly but gently, and I know he's holding his breath, trying not to get me sick.
I can feel Trish's and Dez's smiles behind me. And I honestly don't care. I'm in Austin's arms, and even though we're not officially together and his memories will probably be lost forever, I'm happy. The fact that even though he's sick, he still smells really, REALLY good. Or maybe being in love is making me biased because Trish yells, "EWW! WHAT DIED?!"
"Hey," Austin says, pulling away from the hug. "I'm sick, and I haven't showered today. Don't hate." Dez and Trish laugh obnoxiously. I raise an eyebrow and they stop. Austin and I both sit back against the pillows, Austin under all his blankets and still shivering, and me on top of the blankets, burning up. I look at the clock, since I'm the closest to the night stand.
"Whoa, it's already three o'clock!" I say. Austin sighs.
"Guys, let's just not think about the time or my memories because, honestly, I don't care anymore." We all nod and sit in comfortable silence. Eventually, Trish and Dez fall asleep. I grin when I see them cuddling on the ground, not even realizing it. I take a picture. Now, I can blackmail, too. I realize Austin's no longer sweating, but he's shivering violently. I start getting up to get him another blanket, but he stops me and whispers, "No, no, it's fine. You're all I need." I lean back and he puts his arm around me. His skin is burning up, but as long as I'm helping him feel better, I can take the heat. I look up at him, smiling slightly at how cute he looks with his hair sticking up all over the place. He smiles down at me. "You sure you don't mind being so close? I really don't want you getting sick."
"No, I don't mind," I say, blushing slightly. I then lean my head on his shoulder and he pulls me closer, shivering as he does. "You're still cold?" I ask. He smiles and just shakes his head. Just then, Trish and Dez wake up.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" they scream at the same time, jumping away from each other. Austin and I grin at them.
"You didn't-" Trish starts.
"Oh, but I did," I reply evilly, showing them the picture.
"Aw, cute picture!" Dez says. Trish looks at him. "I mean, EW!" Austin laughs and yawns. I help him adjust a few pillows so he can lie down, while keeping some leaned against the wall for me to sit against.
Then, he sits up. "Dez!" is all he needs to say. Dez rushes to his closet and grabs a stuffed dolphin, who I recognize as Dougie, the stuffed animal I gave to him. Dez tosses the dolphin to Austin, who catches it with both hands, hugs it, and lies back down, closing his eyes. I smile when I realize just how long Austin's eyelashes are. I don't know why, but boys look really cute when they have long eyelashes. Trish and Dez find an old board game and start playing.
"Hey, Ally, you wanna play?" Trish asks.
"No, I'm okay. I'll keep an eye on Austin over here." Trish shrugs and goes back to the game. Austin's snoring quietly, the cute way. He smiles slightly in his sleep and nuzzles close to me, still hugging Dougie tightly. Then, still asleep, he reaches up and grabs my hand. His eyelids flutter. He must be dreaming.
"Dez, your turn," I hear Trish whispering. Dez was watching us. He gives me a knowing smile and gets back to the game. Austin grips my hand tighter.
He mumbles my name again, and I see a tear rolling down his face. He must keep having the same dream, or nightmare, I guess. I wonder what part I play in it. I reach over with my free hand and wipe the tear off his cheek lightly. His eyelids flutter again and he grips my hand tighter. He whispers something I can't make out. Something like, "My dove juice." He always was strange. He smiles this huge smile.
After about twenty minutes, I hear Dez say, "I win." Then, Austin's eyes flutter open, those long eyelashes going up and down. He looks up at me and smiles. Then, he realizes he's still holding my hand, and he lets go, blushing. He adjusts the pillows again and sits up next to me. He rubs his eyes.
"Morning, Sleeping Beauty," Trish teases.
"Morning," Austin says, not noting the sarcasm. Dez looks at the clock.
"It's already eight, guys."
"How does time move so quickly?" I wonder aloud.
"Will you guys stay till midnight?" Austin pleads with us. "I'm sure none of your parents will mind, and maybe, somehow, my life will change before then!"
"Of course we'll stay," I say gently. "Right guys?" I look at Trish and Dez. They both nod. So, we sit and talk for three hours. Austin and I never leave the position we're in. We're sitting really close, Austin's arm around me. At around eleven, Austin suddenly pushes all the blankets off him, revealing his Zaliens pajama pants.
"Is it me, or is it really hot in here?" Austin says, fanning himself. Trish stands up and turns on his ceiling fan while Austin gets out of bed and carefully puts Dougie back in the closet.
Then, I yell, "Wait!" I scramble off the bed and over to Austin, who's just standing there. His, Dez, and Trish's faces all wear the same mask of confusion. I reach up and feel his forehead with my arm. I smile. "Your fever's broke!" I say happily.
Trish and Dez say, "YES!" and Austin hugs me. I smile into his tank top as he holds me in his muscular arms. I feel him smile, too, as I hug back.
Austin and I jump apart as Trish says, "Guys, it's midnight. It's all over." I look at Austin hopefully. Answering my silent question, he shakes his head sadly. That's when we all pile in for a sad group hug. Trish, Dez, and I all say goodbye and leave. Austin walks us out, thanking us for staying with him, and we all share one last hug before we go our separate ways. Even though I know we'll see each other tomorrow, I think we can all feel the strange emptiness. Like all our hope is gone. And it is.
On my way home, I talk to myself. "It can't really be over. There must be some way. I'm not giving up." I finally get home. I shower, brush my teeth, get in my pajamas, and tiredly climb in bed. When I fall asleep, I dream of Austin's muscular arms, long eyelashes, and mostly, his smile.
Yup. Pretty fluffy, right? Anyways, OMG HE DIDN'T GET HIS MEMORIES BACK THEY'RE GONE FOREVER WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! And he actually had a good dream... Anyways, here are the voting choices for my next story:
1. Sequel (called Taken)
2. Auslly
3. Raura (would be a one-shot)
4. Kick (Kim and Jack: Kickin' It)
5. Peddie (Patricia and Eddie: House of Anubis)
So, yeah... I'm really tired for some reason and I'm losing all creativeness which makes me sad... Oh, and for anyone whose stories I'm following, I would like to publically say PLEASE UPDATE YOU GUYS ARE KILLING ME! ESPECIALLY MYSTERIOUSPURPLEROSE2121! (Sorry if I got the numbers wrong..) Anyways, watching Partners and Parachutes and crying because they break up in Couples and Careers... (Sorry if I just spoiled it) Anyways again... Thanks for reading and please review! Love you more than I love the song "I Think About You"!
~Maddie :)