A/N: Hey guys! I'm really sorry that I haven't been updating very fast. I'm having a lot of writer's block, and I'm also beyong excited for the start of my next story. :) Of course, I promised you details for the new story in this A/N so, here goes nothing!
The story TITLE is "I Was Already Gone". :) This could change, but I doubt it will. It is, of course, based on a song. Figure out which one it is. ;)
The story TIMEZONE is ten whole years after the end of this story. Woooah.
One more thing I will release. The story will be in both Austin and Ally's point-of-view instead of just Ally's.
The first chapter will be released sometime in June. But, until then, enjoy the final chapters of this story. :)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Austin&Ally nor am I associated with it in any way. All characters belong to Disney, however, I created Ian and Tenley. All I did was twist the story line. I also don't own the song "Never Say Never" by The Fray, nor am I associated with The Fray. I also don't own "You're Gonna Miss Me" by Lulu and the Lampshades, nor am I assosciated with Lulu and the Lampshades.

Austin and I were in the practice room. I knew this would be the last song we wrote together for a long time. I figured I might as well stop worrying and write one more with him while I could.

"Okay," I said with a smile, popping my fingers, "most of our songs are so long. We should make this one shorter. And, from a girl's point-of-view. Nearly all of ours are from a guy's."

He chuckles and nods.

"Okay, here are the first few lines I have written..."

I place my fingers on the piano and play, then follow up with the lyrics.

I've got my ticket for the long way 'round,
Two bottles of whiskey for the way.
And I sure would like some sweet company,
And I'm leaving tomorrow,
What do you say?

I stopped and glanced at him, and he smiles. "I feel like this is sort of a departing song for us, isn't it?" I realize his smile is a weak one.

I stare at my fingers, still placed on this piano keys. I wasn't really sure what I was thinking of when I was writing, but I guess it does kind of sound like someone is leaving.

"Yeah..." I whisper, "I guess it is."

He nods. "Thought so. Well, let's write some more lyrics."
We sit in silence for a few minutes while Austin tries out some new tunes on the piano keys. Finally, he finds a fitting rhythem. He takes a deep breath.

When I'm gone,
When I'm gone.

I look at him and he looks at me. Almost like magic, I effortlessly copy his rhythem on the keys, and lyrics pour out of my head.

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
You're gonna miss me by my hair,
You're gonna miss me everywhere, oh,
You know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone.

He grins at me. "I think we have a chorus." I smirk at him. "I think so, too."
"I like the way this is going. Let's make the rest of it similar."
I nod, and begin playing the same tune as we had in the first verse.

I've got my ticket for the long way 'round,
The one with the prettiest of views.

He picks it up, and looks thoughtful only for a moment before continuing.

It's got mountains,
It's got rivers,
It's got sights that give you shivers,
But it sure would be prettier with you.

He winks at me and takes his hands off the keys. "That's the next verse. The only thing we should do after that is the chorus again."
I nodded in agreement. We had decided to make it short, after all. "Let's change it up some, though. Like this..." I begin playing the chorus rhythem again, and he begins tapping his foot and nodding his head. I grin.

When I'm gone,
When I'm gone.
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
You're gonna miss me by my walk,
You're gonna miss me by my talk, oh,
You know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone.

I smile at him. That was all. It was so easy. We played it over and over on the piano and sang it a lot because it was so incredibly catchy.

He hugs and kisses me over and over. "I'm so glad we got to do this again, Ally." He says happily. "I'm so sorry I said we were growing apart when we were in New York. I really am."

I shake my head. "Don't worry, Austin. I really will miss you when you're gone."
He smiles only for a moment before it falls in to a frown. He takes my hand.

"When I finish college, you'll still have one year left. But we'll be fine. We'll come back to Miami. We'll get married. Hell, we don't even have to stay in Miami. I'll go wherever you want to go. But, it is going to be hard, Ally. I think we can make it, though."

I lay my head on his shoulder. I love this boy so much.

He rubs my back and hums to himself. I wish I could sit here by him on this piano bench for a long, long time. Of course, though, too soon, his cell phone rings. It's Ian. He needs Austin to come over to look at some wedding plans for him and Tenley. Austin was the best man, after all, and they wanted his opinion. Tenley's maid of honor was her older sister from California whom I had never met. He pulls me in for a long kiss, cups my chin, smiles at me, rises from the bench, and leaves.

And then I begin to cry.

The reality of everything crashes down on me. In a month or so, Austin would leave me. And then I would leave Trish. And we would all be seperated from different angles of the country.

After about ten minutes of being curled up on the piano bench sobbing, I wipe down my face and decide to stop crying.

What could I do the rest of the day? I look around the room, and my eyes lay on the recording mic. I would record our last song.

I set up all the equipment, then set up the mic on the piano. It takes a few trials to finalize it until I get the recording perfect. I go over the audio on the computer a few times before saving it and burning it on a CD. I add it to my "Austin & Ally Songs" collection, where I kept each of our seperate recordings on their own CD.

By now, it's getting pretty late. The sun is beginning to set, and I hear my dad lock up the store downstairs. "Ally," he calls, "I'm heading home."

"Okay." I call back, sitting down on the couch. I'm just not ready to head out yet.
I decide to listen to the songs in the pile, going backwards. All the songs were in order.

I listened through each and every one. We had a little over thirteen, because Austin and I had recorded more songs than the ones on the album and the one I recorded tonight.

I got to the last song in the pile.

Some things we don't talk about,
Rather do without,
And just hold the smile.

I began to get choked up once more, but I refused to cry once more. I played our first song over and over again.

You can never say never.

I eventually realized that someone was standing in the doorway. Startled, I looked up and found Austin. I smiled weakly and shut off the sound system. I cleared my throat.
"How was it?" I asked, and he shrugged. "I'm jealous of Ian, that's for sure." When I raised an eyebrow he clarified he was jealous because he was getting married.

I motioned for him to have a seat next to me in the floor. He did, and I sighed. "Can I come spend the night?"

He nodded. "What will you tell your dad?"

"That I'm going to Trish's, I guess."

I texted Trish to tell her the plan, then called dad. We headed to Austin's house in his Mustang, where all the lights were off, meaning his parents and sibling were asleep. We climbed through a window that Austin kept unlocked in one of the downstairs windows. We snuck upstairs in the dark, then locked his bedroom door.
We cuddled on the bed in the darkness.

He curls my hair between his fingers and hums an unfamiliar melody in my ear. I'm soon fast asleep, his scent surrounding me. I finally feel comfortable.

A/N: I chose "You're Gonna Miss Me" because most people know the song... And I love it :) Review, Favorite, and Follow! Can't believe there's only four more chapters to write! You are all amazing. Thanks! :)