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I was a little sad when I didn't get any feedback yesterday, but when I checked my gmail today and saw that I had gotten four reviews I did a happy dance! Thank you thefarley, LimoLuzie, LoveShipper and marteeey!
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything but the plot line.
"Ally. Als, it's time to wake up, the plane's landing." A gentle shaking wakes me up.
"Hey, Austin." I stretch carefully. "What time is it?" The plane is filled with the noises of people shuffling and groaning slightly as they wake up.
"It's midnight here, but we've been traveling for three hours so it feels like one in the morning to us."
"Yay," I say sarcastically. I do not find it fun to be at an airport at one in the morning.
"We'll be fine. We'll disembark soon and then go to our hotel and get another eight hours of sleep." I just nod.
The seatbelt lights turn on and the intercom crackles to life, "Please put all chairs in an upright position and fasten your seatbelts. Turn all electronic devices off as they may interfere with our signal with the radio tower. Welcome to Chicago, Illinois the current time is 12:03 am. Thank you for flying Frontier!" Austin and I do as we're told and prepare for landing. The landing is smooth and since we're in first class we're able to grab our carry-ons and disembark quickly.
"Where are the rental cars?"
"We don't need one." I look at him like he's crazy. "We have a limo waiting for us outside."
"Right. Let's go find our limo then." I start off toward a door with an exit sign above it.
"Als, you didn't wait for me to tell you which way; you're going the wrong direction."
"Knew that." I turn around and follow him. My tiredness is really messing with me. I let him lead us through the maze of people, terminals, escalators, baggage claims and security. I don't know why there's security on the way out; yeah we totally picked up a gun on the airplane, but I go through with it, ready to sleep. We finally make it outside and find the guy standing in front of a limo holding a sign that says "Mr. Lynch". The limo driver looks like one of those FBI guys with the black suit, sunglasses and ear pierce cord thingy.
Not even looking at me he asks Austin, "Mr. Lynch, who is this with you? We were not informed about you having a companion."
"Rude, you could just ask me." I mutter under my breath.
"This is Ally Dawson, she's my girlfriend. She has the same status as I do so I expect she's treated with respect."
"Of course, sir," he replies and then turning to me, "Pleasure to meet you, miss." He does a half bow from the waist. I nod my head. I look at his nametag; Eric is engraved into the shiny metal. "May I take your bags, miss?"
"Yes." Eric takes Austin's and my luggage and puts it in the trunk. Austin and I get in; this limo is polar opposite of the other one in color scheme. The one that took us to the airport was white and had light leather seats with a skylight, this one is black with black leather seats and a red velvet roof lined with lights like the red carpet was turned upside down and used for the ceiling of a limo. During the thirty minute drive Austin watches out the window and I fiddle with buttons changing the lighting, temperature and music.
"We're here." Eric says and then gets out and opens my door for me.
"Thank you." Austin gets out behind me and we receive our luggage from Eric.
"I'll be back at seven this evening to take you two to dinner."
"Ok. Have a good drive." Eric gets back in and speeds off down the street. I look up at the hotel we're staying in; it's the best Hilton hotel in the area. It goes up so high I don't even know how many stories. We go inside, the lobby is a long room filled with comfortable looking chairs and there's a blue rug on the floor. The room glows with elegant, warm light. "Whoa."
We go up to the front desk and while I'm still marveling at the sheer size of the lobby Austin checks us in, "Hi, we're checking in under the name Ross Lynch."
"Room 3058. Enjoy your stay," the receptionist says in a monotone voice without looking up from her computer. She passes two card-keys across the counter. Austin looks at me and just shrugs. He takes the keys and hands me one. We find our way to elevator. The elevator is huge and gorgeous just like the rest of this place. The mirrors are spotless and the floor is made of ebony wood. There are thirty floors and we're on the top. The elevator ride seems to take forever, I almost fall asleep and then it dings, announcing our arrival on our floor. We find room 3058 and get inside. The color scheme of the room is blue and brown, there are nature pictures by famous artists on the walls and we have a wall of windows looking out at Lake Michigan but all I care about right now is finding my bedroom and collapsing.
"Goodnight, Als. Your room is over there," Austin says pointing. He kisses me on the cheek and goes into his room. I stagger over to my room, dropping my suitcase and just manage to get under the covers before passing out.
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I wake up starving and still in yesterday's clothes. I take a quick shower and change into the R5 t-shirt and ripped jeans that I'll also wear at the concert. I use room service to order a heaping plate of eggs, hash browns, bacon and sausage. I sit on my bed and eat, taking in my surroundings. My room is decorated similarly to the main room, blue and brown with paintings. On my bedside table is a vase of fresh flowers and a note saying, "Thank you for choosing Hilton. Please call 444-789-9087* for anything you need. We hope your stay is comfortable." That's nice of the Hilton staff. Once I finish eating I go out to the main room and sit by the windows, watching boats on the water. I hear the door open and look up to see Austin.
"Hey, Als, nice to see you up. I'd give you a hug but I'm all sweaty right now from working out. I'm gonna take a shower real quick and then we can do something before the dinner," he says. Austin's not just sweaty; he's extremely sweaty; his white t-shirt is stuck to him with sweat.
"Ok. Hurry up with that shower, I hate sweaty guys!" I laugh.
He pretends to take offence, "You hate me?"
"No! I hate the sweat on you, I don't hate you."
"Good." He says before going to his room to shower. Austin comes out about thirty minutes later all clean and smelling good. "So, we have about nine hours to do something before we need to come back to get ready for dinner. What do you wanna do?"
"I don't know anything about Chicago; we could just go down to the lobby and see what brochures they have."
Austin shrugs, "Ok." We go down; the elevator stops several times, letting people in. At one level, these two teenage girls get in.
"Oh my gosh! It's Ross Lynch, Lisa!" the blonde one squeals.
"I know! Can I please get an autograph! Oh, wait, I don't have paper or a pen, how 'bout a hug instead!" Lisa squeals. Not even waiting for an answer, she throws herself at him, forcing him to hug her.
"Uh, nice to meet you, Lisa, and," he pauses looking at the blonde.
She fills in, "Abby."
"Yeah, nice to meet you. I always like to meet my fans." Lisa is still in close proximity of Austin and it makes me feel a little jealous. What about me? I take Austin's hand.
Abby's eyes get a little wide at that, "Are you guys together?" she asks.
Austin remembers my existence, "Yeah, this is Ally."
"Nice to meet you, Ally."
"You too." We reach the lobby and get out.
"See you around." Austin says.
"Yep!" both Lisa and Abby chorus excitedly before heading off.
"Well that was interesting. Are fans always like that?" We go over to where they have all the promotional stuff.
"Mm, most of the time. The reason they didn't know you is 'cause I didn't want you to have to experience having your privacy invaded by the press."
"Oh, thanks." I find a brochure telling about the top 25 things you should do while in Chicago. "How about this?" I ask showing it to Austin.
"Sure. This one's the highest ranked," he points, "the navy pier, described as, being a Chicago landmark since it opened in 'showcases a unique collection of restaurants, shops and plenty of entertainment'. There's a children's museum, an IMAX theater, an indoor botanical park called Crystal Gardens, the Chicago Shakespeare Theater and a museum entirely for stained glass windows."
"Cool, let's visit the botanical park first and then the Chicago Shakespeare Theater, maybe they'll be performing something interesting."
"Ok. The pier isn't far from here so we can just walk." I hold on to the brochure for additional info and in case we get lost, there's the address on it. We don't get lost and it takes us ten minutes to get there. There are a lot of cars and people but what did I expect in a big city? We follow signs pointing us toward Crystal Gardens and when we find it; my first impression is that it looks like a glass Tacoma Dome. Inside are tons and tons of plants, plants hanging from the ceiling, crawling up the walls, and growing from the ground. The ground slopes down and from our viewpoint I can see that there's a lake with an island connected to the mainland with bridges in the middle. I feel like we stepped into another world.
"Let's explore!" I say walking quickly down and pulling Austin behind me all the while taking in and marveling at the scene around me. I don't know how long we spend in the botanic wonderland but when Austin feels he's seen everything it has to offer he decides it's time to go to the theater. I feel like I could stay forever, but am interested to see what will be performed so I follow him out. We find our way to the theater and take seats. Austin throws around money like it's nothing; the seats we got up front were $50 a person but I guess that's what happens when you're a famous singer.
A lanky, grey haired man in a tux steps out onto stage in front of the curtain, "Welcome to the Chicago Shakespeare Theater! Today we'll be performing Hamlet and after, Romeo and Juliet. Thank you and enjoy." He walks off the stage and music starts to play. The heavy red curtains open as the play begins.
"Who's there?"
"Nay, answer me, stand and unfold yourself!"
"Long live the King!"
"Barnardo!"
"He."
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I clap as the final curtain closes after the cast finishes bowing. "That was cool, thanks for bringing me!"
"Of course, Als." Austin kisses me on the cheek and I blush. He looks at his phone, "Well, it's time to go."
"Ok." We get up and walk back to the hotel. We go to our separate rooms to change. I get into my shimmery black dress, braid a gold scarf into some strands that go around my head and let the rest of my hair lay loose, give myself smoky eyes and pull on my heels. I look in the mirror, I don't look bad. I go out and find Austin leaving his room at the same time.
"Hey, handsome," I tell him. He's dressed in a white button down shirt; sleeves rolled up to his elbows, dark jeans and a dark blue tie.
"Hey, beautiful," he wraps his arms around my waist and draws me close. I rest my head on his chest and he kisses my forehead. We savor the moment for a little before Austin reminds me of our planned activity, "C'mon we have a dinner to get to." We release each other and go downstairs. It's exactly seven and Eric is waiting outside for us with the limo.
"Miss Dawson, Mr. Lynch," he says nodding to us. He opens the door and we get in.
"So where are we going, Ross?" I ask, aware that we don't have the privacy glass up and it'd be weird if Eric heard me call him Austin.
"Some place called Graham Elliot. It's really fancy."
"Oh, cool." We sit in silence for the rest of the ride, not knowing what to talk about but not uncomfortable. When we arrive we head inside.
Austin goes up to the hostess, "Hi, I'm meeting some friends here. We have a reservation under the name Riker Lynch."
"Of course, I'll take you to your table sir," she says and leads us to a booth where five people are already sitting. Two of them have blonde hair, two have brown and one has hair somewhere in between. They all have brown eyes, are dressed similarly to Austin, except the girl who's wearing a red cocktail dress and a black leather jacket and look really friendly.
"Hey, guys. This is my girlfriend Ally," he says to them. "Ally, these are Riker, Rydel, Ryland, Rocky and Ratliff," he says, introducing me to and pointing to each in turn.
"Hey, Ally," they all chorus. We sit down, Austin on the edge and me sitting next to Rydel. The waitress comes and we order, once the food comes, we chat over dinner. It's much nicer than I'm used to and so delicious I would eat here every day if I could afford it. Rydel and I become fast friends, it's hilarious when she shows me pictures of when Austin was little and he tries to reach over me to grab her phone. All too soon dinner ends and we have to go back to our hotel to change for the concert. Rydel and I exchange phone numbers first, in case I don't see her in the morning or after the concert.
Back at the hotel I change into the outfit from earlier and knowing Austin will take a bit longer, I go down to the lobby to wait. I see the fangirls we met in the elevator, jumping with excitement as they walk out on their way to the concert. I turn as the elevator dings, letting Austin out. I don't know how he packed all his clothes into his carry-on; now he's wearing a red t-shirt under a red plaid shirt, black jeans with a chain hanging from the pocket, black Vans, dog tags and a chain with a R5 guitar pick on it.
"You look great, Ross!"
"Thanks, Als." He takes my hand and kisses my cheek. A now familiar pulse runs up my arm and I shiver, I love being close to him.
The drive is quick and smooth. When we arrive, Austin and I part at the entrance; him to go backstage and me to go find my seat. Austin made sure I got a seat at the very front, I'm so excited!
R5 takes the stage and Riker takes the mike, "Hello Chicago! Our first song tonight is Here Comes Forever!" he steps back into his place and Rocky starts with the lead,
I'm like that boom box outside of your window,
I'm that De Lorean blowing past 88,
And where we're going girl,
Won't be needing roads 'cause,
Oo oo oo oo
This ain't no 50 first dates.
I'm talking 'bout starting out as friend,
I'm talking 'bout real and not pretend,
I'm talking 'bout roles of a lifetime,
You and I can even write the end.
Yeaaah.
Here comes that movie scene,
One you hate, so cliché,
That moment when we kissed,
By the lake, pouring rain,
I ain't no superman,
But I can change your world.
Ooooo.
Here comes forever girl
Oooo
Here comes forever girl
Oooo
Here comes forever girl
-Line Break-
They finish the last song and sparklers go off from the stage; the gold sparks must reach up twenty feet! They have a standing ovation and I'm applauding wildly along with the rest of the audience. Austin steps to the front, "Thanks for all your support guys! Without you we couldn't be here." No one has sat down because we'll be leaving soon but out of the corner of my eye I see a movement. Cutting Austin off, a pretty, petite blonde haired girl with pink streaks jumps on stage and kisses him! From my seat I have an all too good view of it, the kiss feels like it lasts forever, when it's over the girl whispers something in his ear and goes back to her seat. Austin looks slightly uncomfortable, "Um, goodnight Chicago!" he finishes and heads backstage. I get up and go backstage too, where I was supposed to meet him anyway after the performance.
Rydel comes and stands beside me while the other R5 members just stand back. "Austin! How could you?" I practically scream not even caring that I didn't call him by his band name. I raise my hand and slap it across his cheek.
"Ow! I didn't! It only lasted like five seconds! I'm sorry Als!"He says, holding his cheek that is now a bright red.
"And when she whispered in your ear-" my eyes tear up. I bet she whispered something seductive or her phone number, or both!
Austin cuts in, "She said it was a dare!"
"Then why didn't you push her away!?"
"She would have fallen off the stage!"He sounds exasperated like he's explaining to a child.
"So you kiss her back," I deadpan.
"I wanted it to be you Als but you know these things happen! It hadn't happened to me before, but I've seen it happen, it's even happened to both Riker and Rocky!"
I roll my eyes as a tear rolls down my cheek. "Whatever. Prove it that you wanted it to be me." I turn around and storm off before he can respond. I hear someone following me, "Go away, Austin!"
"It's not Austin, Ally. It's me," I recognize Rydel's voice and pause so she can catch up to me. "You know it does happen."
"Yeah I do, but, I don't know. I just feel really hurt, can I bunker with you tonight?"
"Sure, I'll hail a taxi. There's an extra bed in my room 'cause I'm the only girl, well other than, you but all the R-boys have to share a room."
"Thanks, Rydel," I give her a hug. Even though the taxi isn't nice, the seats are torn in places, something strong smelling spilled and the driver is gruff, I'm glad Rydel didn't have me ride in a limo. I like having a piece of normal; these are the conditions most people ride in.
"So what time does your flight leave, Ally?" Rydel asks me.
"Six tomorrow evening. What about you?"
"We don't leave for another two days."
"Oh, ok." We stop at the hotel Austin and I were staying at first, I run in and grab my bag, unfortunately, I bump into Lisa and Abby on the way out.
"Oh my gosh, Ally! Are you ok? We were slow leaving and we heard shouting from backstage!"They yell together.
"Um, yeah. Aus-Ross and I had a fight. Bye." I hurry past, not wanting to discuss it.
We get to the hotel where Rydel and the others are staying and we go up to her room. I change into my sleep-ware and I can't help wanting to wear Austin's hoodie. It's late and I've had a long day so after saying good night to Rydel I crash.
A/N
Austin and Ally got in a fight! 0_0 This one was really long and took a while to write so I hope you guys liked it! Please review, follow or favorite! Thanks! :)
*Idk if this a real phone number, but don't call it.
~Maggie