A/N: Last chapter, guys. I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW FAST I WROTE IT. I just couldn't wait any longer. First of all, check the A/N at the end of the chapter for information on the sequel. Lastly, thank you all so much for the amazing support and reviews. I love you all so much and I'm so happy with how successful this story has become. :) I love writing, and you all make it very enjoyable for me. I really hope you all enjoy the last chapter. Thank you!

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, Leah 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 "Little Things" by One Direction, nor am I associated with One Direction.

"What?" I hiss to Austin over the phone while I hurry to get my Converse on my feet, "You already finished packing? I promised I would come help you!"

"I know!" He groaned, "But I couldn't sleep last night and I had nothing better to do. It's okay, because now we have more time to spend together before I have to leave tonight."

Yes, it's true... It was mine and Austin's last day together in Miami. He would be leaving tonight at eight, and boarding a plane at eleven... He would be in California by tomorrow, three thousand miles from his home, from his family, from his friends... And from me.

"You're right." I sigh, finally tying the last knot in my shoelaces, "Come pick me up, then."

"I'm on it." He says before hanging up the phone.

I lay back down on my bed. I was awake at six in the morning, which wasn't rare for me, but it definitely was for Austin. Everything felt surreal... Austin couldn't be leaving me tonight. He just couldn't... And yet, I knew he was.

Trish, Dez, Austin and I were going to our private area on the beach for our last day together. I was dressed in a purple tank top, short denim shorts, black Converse, and a black headband in my curled hair. I wanted to look nice. I wanted to remember his last moments with me. It wasn't really our last moments, though, was it...? I hope not... No one even understands how much I hope not.

I hear a car horn honking out in my driveway, so I grab my drawstring bag that has all my beach stuff and a bikini in it before I head out the door.

I climb in to Austin's car with him, where he says "Hey, Alls." as we back out the driveway. "Dez and Trish are on their way there already. We're gonna have a great time."

I smile and nod, knowing he's right. We always had a great time at the beach, with no one else around... Just us. Best friends.

We're hit with a lovely surprise as "Little Things" begins playing on the radio. Austin grins and cranks it up to max volume, which is pretty dang loud. I smile and laugh at how far this boy and I have come since the day I met him... In fact, the first day I met him was the day we decided to write together. It was meant to be from the start.

"How come you're not wearing a bathing suit?" Austin asks, and I look over to see that he is in his with a tee shirt on over it. "I brought a bikini with me. I was going to make sure everyone else brought their's, first."

Austin nods and continues driving. "It's too bad Ian and Tenley aren't here..." He pouts. I sigh. "I know."

We arrive to find that Trish and Dez have indeed beaten us there. We carefully walk down to reach them where they are sat down on towels in the sand. Dez is in a bathing suit, Trish is not.

"Trish, did you bring a bathing suit?" I ask her, and she nods. "I brought one, but didn't put it on yet because I wanted to make sure everyone else was in their's. Where's yours?"

I smile and hold up my drawstring bag. "We think so alike. Come on, let's go change up at the cars." She grins and grabs a large tote bag, and we sprint towards the bank, climbing up laughing. We're out of breath by the time we reach the top.

Once we get calmed down, we go to different sides of Trish's car to change. "You okay, Ally?" Trish asks, and I assume she's talking about it being our last day together... Mine and Austin's, that is. "Yeah." I sigh. "I'm just trying to be as happy as I can be."

Once I was changed, I got Trish to smear some sunscreen on my shoulders. "Dez and I will probably stay here for about three hours, then let you guys have the rest of the day together." Trish announces. I shake my head violently. "No, Trish, he means as much to you as he does to me, and especially Dez."

Trish stops rubbing my shoulders, even though I can tell the sunscreen is still white on my shoulders. I turn around and look at her questioningly. Her lips are pursed. "Ally," she sighs, "even if I've known Austin longer than you, even if he's like a brother to me, he'll never mean as much to me as he does to you. I'm not saying that I don't care about him, I do, a lot... But you guys have something special. And I've been taking this seperation a lot easier than you have. As for Dez... He'll be upset for a few days, but then he'll be okay. He's going to be Austin's music video director one day, Austin promised him. The excitement over that will outdo the sadness. You guys need as much time together today as you can get, because... Well, you're both pursuing your careers, and... Ally, you're going to hate me for saying this... But you may never see him again."

My breath catches in my throat. "Don't say that." I say in barely a whisper, and she just shakes her head. "I'm not saying you won't ever see each other again, but I'm saying it's a possibility. I have nothing to look forward to after college besides the normal career, and Dez knows for a fact that if and when Austin gets famous he'll be touring with him. You, though... Well, you're going to MUNY where you'll be pursuing your own music career, which means you guys will either be heading in the same direction or complete opposites."

I just nod, because I know she's right. In a way, I do hate her for saying it... But, in another way, I'm glad she said it. I don't really know why.

She finishes smearing the lotion in on my shoulders and says, "Just be happy today, Ally. Push everything you're worried about to the back of your mind and just enjoy today."

We head back down to the sand and join and shirtless Dez and Austin on the towels. Dez is laying on his belly, and it appears that he's... Asleep? Austin is cackling, digging through a beach bag.

"Austin..." I say cautiously, "What are you doing?"

He looks up at me with a huge grin. "Where's the sunblock?"

I dig it out of my own bag and throw it to him. "Here. Why?"

He heads over to Dez, opening up the bottle. "I'm going to draw on Dez's back with it. He burns really easy, so when he wakes up it'll be burnt in to his back!"

Trish busts out laughing. "That's genius!" She says, running over to join Austin. My mind wanders back to the night that Austin and I snuck in to Dez's bedroom and drew a mustache on his face. I giggle and go to join him. I'm not surprised to see that he's drawn a mustache design on to Dez's back, with the letters "AAT". I don't understand the "AAT" though.

"What does that mean?" I ask, pointing to the letters. Trish grins. "Austin, Ally, Trish."

The three of us sunbathe for about an hour before Dez finally begins to stir.

"Oh, gosh, I fell asleep!" He gasps, standing up. Trish snorts with laughter as she sees that his back is burnt to a crisp. "Man, my back hurts..." He groans. "Must have forgotten to put on sunscreen... I'll probably end up with sun poisoning..." He huffs and lays back down on his back... And his eyes get big. "What... Is on my back!" He jumps up once again, screaming like a little girl. We all laugh hysterically when we see the sunscreen smudged on his towel.

We all help him get the suncreen off of his back, giggling the whole time. He tries to act angry, but we know better. There's a smile crossing his face, and there's no way for Dez to be angry at us. I don't think I've ever seen Dez angry in my life.

We all go down to the ocean for a while and float and swim and play Marco-Polo. It's the most fun we've had together in a long time. It brings back memories. Lots and lots of memories of staying up too late on school nights, being chased by the cops, dancing around a radio on the beach, jumping off of bridges and cliffs... Things I would have never considered doing before attending MHS and meeting Austin and Dez.

Four hours pass, time closing in on us. Trish checks the clock on her phone and her eyes get big. "Dez, we should be going." She says, and Dez shrugs. "Whenever you want."

Trish begins gathering their stuff, and Dez reaches for his shirt. Austin stands up, watching them pack, and his eyes get heavy. Once everything is packed up and ready to go, the three friends stand there awkwardly. I continue sitting on my towel quietly, because this is their goodbye, not mine.

"Guys..." Austin sighs, crossing his arms. "I don't even know what to say. You're the best friends a guy could ever, ever ask for. Dez, buddy... I'll see you soon, real soon. Same for you, Trish. I'll come home to Miami every chance I possibly get."

It's silent, because what else is there to say. Then, Trish wraps Austin in a hug, and a single tear falls down her cheek. "Austin, I'll miss you. Have fun out there." Austin nods, his eyes clenched shut. Dez grins when they pull apart, and hold our his fist with his forefinger and thumb extended. Austin smiles, and they do their handshake one last time, and then wrap in to a bro hug. "You should come visit me at college sometime," Dez suggests, "I'll be leaving in about a week."

I feel guilty that, in the midst of everything, I've completely forgotten about Dez going off to college himself. I promised myself I would help him pack up, like I had Austin.

Trish and Dez head towards the bank without looking back. I glance at Austin, who has his fist to his mouth an his eyebrows furrowed. I get up and wrap him in a hug. He puts one arm around me and puts his face in my hair. "That hurt." He sighed. "I don't know how I'm going to deal with tonight."

I don't say anything, because I honestly don't know how I'm going to deal with it either.

"Do you want to stay here for a while, or go do something else?" I ask him, changing the subject. He shrugs. "Whatever you want to do, Ally." I shake my head. "This isn't my day, Austin, it's yours-" I'm cut off because he puts a finger to my lips, quieting me. "No, Ally. This is our day. You and me."

I smile up at him. "Then let's just go for a drive for a while or something. Later we can go back to your place and get showers and stuff before you... Have to go."

He just nods, then forces a smile. "Let's go!"

We gather up the stuff fast, and I giggle as he reaches for my hand and pulls me up the bank, just like he had so many days before, at that first party.

We throw everything in the back of the car, and get in to the front laughing. We drive all over Miami, passing a lot of milestones in our journey together. The highest bridge, the cliffs, the high school, that bank where Ian wrecked his truck, Dez's house, my house, and finally Austin's house. He sighs and cuts the engine.

"It's four. Let's go in and get showers and stuff, then we'll go watch a movie or two and eat dinner." I nod and help him carry everything inside. I'm shocked to see box upon box of things labeled "AUSTIN COLLEGE". I throw a hand over my mouth, and quickly take it awake. Nope, nope, nope. Now's not the time to cry. You can cry later, when he's gone. Don't let him see you cry, and especially don't let his parents see you crying.

Austin's mom hurries over to me when she sees my arms full of towels, a beach bag, and a cooler. "Here, sweetie, let me take that for you." She says with a grin, but I see the sympathy flash across her face. I just return the smile I make my way up to Austin's room with my own drawstring as Austin walks through the front door behind me.

I open the door to his room and wish I hadn't. It's blank. It's all gone. The only thing that remains is the paint on his walls. I sigh shakily and dump the contents of my bag in to his floor. I hear his footsteps behind me as I pick out my shorts, tanktop, and shoes from earlier. "Do you want me to go in your bathroom or Ian's?" I ask, and he shrugs. "It doesn't matter. There's no soap or anything in either one."

What was the point of showering if there was no soap? Oh well, I wouldn't mind just scrubbing this sunscreen off. "I'll go in Ian's bathroom." I volunteer, and make my way there. "Don't take too long!" He calls behind me. I shut the bathroom door, undress, put my purity and promise ring on the counter, and put my curled hair up in to a messy bun. I feel no need to get it wet in the shower. I would also be really careful and try not to smear my makeup.

I scrub all the lotion off of my body, glad I hadn't gotten sunburnt, unlike Dez. He would die when he saw what was on his back. Sure, he knew we had put something, but we never told him what it was.

I take a measly five minutes in the shower before climbing out and toweling off. I clothe myself quickly, and take my hair back down, trying to make it look decent again and adjusting the headband. I'm pleased to find that my makeup looks the same as it did when I got in. I tie on my Converse, double check myself, and walk out of the bathroom, throwing my towel in to the hamper on the way.

I hear Austin's voice coming up from downstairs, so I go to put my bathing suit and other contents back in to the drawstring bag before heading down, taking one last painful gimpse at Austin's blank, uninviting room.

We go straight down to the basemet, because the boxes are still in the floor, even though Austin's dad is about to go pack them in to the car. "I'll get dinner ready." Austin's mom suggests, and we just nod before going downstairs.

We don't turn on a movie. We don't even turn on a light. We just lay on the couch, holding each other. We don't speak a word. We just listen to each other's heartbeat, memorizing the sound, and storing it in to the back of our minds. I feel nothing in my heart. Absolutely nothing.

We're painfull reminded of reality when Austin's mom calls for us to come eat dinner. She made pancakes, which immiediently brightens his mood. I just smile, knowing that even if I'm not going to enjoy it, I'll have to eat these. I simply couldn't hurt her feelings.

We laugh and have a nice conversation with his parents, smiling the whole time. His parents even take the time to ask me what my own college plans are, and I tell the all about MUNY and my amazing story of getting my full scholarship. They gasp in amazement, congradulating me.

"Austin," his dad jokes, "how the heck are you going to pay for your own gas over there?" We all laugh, because we're all completely aware of just how spoiled Austin really was. I knew Ian would take good care of him, though. "I really wish you would have stayed and worked for me, son. But I'm very proud of you, and I'm glad that both of my son's will be living the dream in Beverly Hills. I can't wait to come visit you." Austin smiles. "Thanks, dad. That means a lot."

Mine and Austin's phones vibrate at the same time on the kitchen table. His parents look back and fourth from us before we open the message... From Dez.

It's a picture of a mirror shot of his back, with the mustache and "AAT" clearly visible. We both bust out laughing, and Austin pounds his fist on the table, tears streaming down his face from laughing so hard. I show the picture to Austin's parents so that they won't question our sanity, and they laugh with us.

It was the best dinner I've ever eaten in my life.

After dinner, Austin and I help his mom wash the dishes while Austin's dad goes and packs up the rest of the boxes. We're completely speechless when he walks through the door and announces. "They're all in, bud. You ready?"

We glance at each other. Where has the day gone? Where has the summer gone? ... Where has the year gone?

He finally breaks his stare from my eyes and says. "Yeah, dad... What's the time?"

"Seven fifty-five."

Five minutes. That's how much time I had left with Austin.

Austin's mom began crying a lot as she hugged her son and said goodbye. She accounced that there was just absolutely no way she could watch him drive away, so she kissed him over and over again and finally went back to her bedroom, her face in her hands. Austin's face was misted over with sadness. His dad said goodbye next, being a whole lot calmer than his mom. "Do you want me to walk you out?" He asks, and Austin takes a minute before answering, "No, dad... I can take it from here." His dad nods solemnly, says bye once more, and follows in his wife's footsteps.

Austin and I walk out the door together, where we realize that he picked me up this morning... He'll have to drive me home. So we climb in, with those stupid boxs strewn all over the back seat. "Austin... Just take me to Sonic Boom. It's closer." He hesitates before nodding, because it was already past his time to be headed to the airport.

He walks me in, where my dad tells him a very quick goodbye, because he has a ton of customers at the counter. He walks me up to the practice room, where he shuts the door behind us. Where I burst in to tears and wrap my arms around his neck.

"I know." His voice breaks as he rubs my back. "I know, Ally, I know... I know." He quiets my sobs, and makes me pull back to look in to his eyes. "Ally. I love you. Don't ever forget that, okay?"

I force myself to nod as the tears continue to stream down my face. "I love you too. So much."

Finally, a tear falls down his own cheek.

"Just... Just don't let me go." He whispers. "Don't ever let me go."

"I won't!" I sob, pulling him in to another hug. He presses his lips hard on to my own. He just continues murmuring, "I love you... Don't let me go..."

I don't know how we manage to release from the hug. I don't know how I manage to watch him wipe those tears off of his face quickly. I don't know how I manage to even begin to say the word "Goodbye." and watch him walk out that door. Somehow, I do though. The tears don't stop falling, though. I collapse in the floor, right next to my pile of CD's. I don't know why I shuffle through that pile of CD's until I get to the bottom, and I find that song- our song- that now would never leave me. I put it in to the sound system, and I hit play.

Some things we don't talk about

Rather do without

And just hold the smile

Falling in and out of love

The same damn problem

Together all the while

You can never say never

While we don't know when

But time and time again

Younger now than we were before

Don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

Don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

Picture, you're the queen of everything

As far as the eye can see

Under your command

I will be your guardian

When all is crumbling

To steady your hand

You can never say never

While we don't know when

Time, time, time again

Younger now than we were before

Don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

Don't let me go

Don't let me goDon't let me go...

We're pulling apart and coming together again and again

We're growing apart but we pull it together, pull it together, together again

Oh, don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

Don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

Don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

Don't let me go

Don't let me go

Don't let me go...

I knew that, no matter what was going to happen in our future, I would never, never let Austin Moon go. Some day, I had no doubt in my mind, we would meet again. It would be perfect. Time was key, now.

I would wait for him forever if I had to.

A/N: GUYS! I can't believe it's finished! I just can't! AHH! Please, please, leave me a final review! I want to know what you guys think! I know you probably hate me right now, but still! THANK YOU to all the amazing viewers who stuck with me all the way through! You're the reason I write, and I love you all. :') After 74,500 views, I feel completely successful.

BUT WAIT.

The sequel! Don't forget about the sequel! I promised you guys information, so I will give it to you now. :)

The title:

"I Was Already Gone".

The Summary:

"Ten years is how long Ally Dawson and Austin Moon have been seperated. Their reunion is completely unexpected, and they don't really know what to say, because of all that has happened these past ten years. Yet, they can't deny their feelings for each other. They never let each other go. What will come out of rushing in to marriage?"

Other information:

It will be written in both Austin and Ally's point of view instead of just Ally's.

THAT IS ALL I'M TELLING YOU. :) I can't wait to begin writing when I get out of school! Once again, PLEASE leave me a finalizing review! if I could get fifty MY LIFE WOULD BE MADE.

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