Author's Note

Hello readers! To be honest I have been suffering from a big dose of can't be botherd, and procrastination. I wouldn't call it writer's block, because once I actually got off my big butt and started working, the idea seemed to flow out me like a river! But I am uploading nonetheless. Enjoy!

Chapter 5

Austin's POV

I woke up alone in my bed, my arm draped over a pillow. I don't know why, but I felt hurt that she left, which I shouldn't. I mean I go through one night stand almost every night. I should feel lucky that she left. Sometimes the girl stays, and I got to find an excuse for her to leave. But I feel like we shared something different.

I got up feeling a bit confused as to what happened last night. I scanned the room. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then something caught my eye. Ashley panties hanging off my mirror. Well that confirmed that last night wasn't a dream.

I find my pyjamas and pop them on, and then walk out to the rest of my apartment. I have to admit; I love my apartment. Although grey isn't my favourite colour (yellow is) it makes the apartment look really modern.

I look up at my clock. 11:30 am. I didn't sleep in too late. And it's not too late for breakfast! I have a craving for pancakes. But because I can't make pancakes, I settle for cereal instead. Looking to the cupboard I look around for a box of cereal.

There is none! Really! I guess I'll have to settle for a cupcake from Starbucks. I quickly get showered and dressed. I quickly grab my beanie, and some fake glasses. Like I said, I am a rockstar; people will notice me. Grabbing my wallet and keys, I walk to the elevator.

On the way down in the elevator I hear my phone beep, meaning I have a text. I feel around for my phone, then pull unlock it.

You've got a photo shoot at 12:30.

It was from my manager, Phil. He was good enough with getting as far as I am in this business, but he is very unorganised, and tells me stuff at last minute. I sigh. I will still be able to have that muffin luckily. The rest of the text had the details of where I had to go.

I was brought back to the world by the 'ding' of the elevator. I walked out of it and greeted our receptionist, Jenny. I do this every morning. She gives me a knowing look. She sees me come in with different girls every night, and then watches them leave in the morning. And then we would joke about them in the morning.

"That one was out in a hurry, what did you do to her?" She asks raising an amused brow. I flash of hurt grips my chest knowing that Ashley was in a hurry.

"Nothing out of the usual," I say reassuringly.

"I'm scared to know what the usual is," She laughs, making me laugh. She is like a sister to me, and is a great friend.

"I can't seem to get her off my mind though," I confess.

"Looks like you have a crush," She replies quirking a brow and giving a suggestive smile.

"Nothing like that," I say in my defence, even though I'm not so sure myself. "Anyway, I gotta go,"

"Bye," She says smiling. I give her a little wave and walk out the door.

I pull out my key and unlock my car. I'm glad I am able to drive around New York; it'll be a pain having to use taxis. I drive to Starbucks and park outside. When I walk through the door I see the same chestnut brown hair that belonged to the girl that has been stealing my thoughts all morning.

"Ashley!" I call out. Our eyes lock for a second, then she pull her menu to hide her face. This was going to be fun. After silently laughing, I walk up to the table she was sitting at.

"Ashley," I repeat myself when I finally make it.

"Hey Austin," She says looking up at me with her big brown eyes.

""I've been calling you from like over there," I say wanting to hear her excuse.

"Really? Sorry I couldn't hear you over how loud Trish was talking," She says giving her friend who had long curly hair and was sitting next to her, a look.

"So, you left with out saying goodbye," I say teasingly.

"Um yeah..." I stop myself from laughing watching her make an excuse.. "I um got a call... From work."

"Really," I say raising an eyebrow. Suddenly her phone starts ringing. "Is that work too?" I joke. Surprisingly it is. She shows me the screen, wiping the smile off my face.

"I gotta take this," She says walking out the shop.

After she goes I share an awkward moment with her friend. Then she comes back and picks up her bag.

"That was work, I got to go,"

"I can give you a lift if you want," I offer, really not wanting her to go.

"No thank you," She declines, making my heart sink a little. "It was nice to see you." She says to me.

"Trish, I'll see you at home," She says to her friend then walks out. I quickly follow her. She turns around and looks at me.

"Hey," I say. She gives me a sweet smile. "You never said your proper goodbye," I say walking closer to her

"Bye," She says coldly.

"Will I see you again?" I ask like a lost puppy. What is happening? I never do this.

"If I give you my phone number will you let me go to work?" She asks sighing. I nod eagerly.

I give her my phone and she gives me hers and we type each others number in our phones.

"Goodbye," She says then walks away. I watch her walk away in a trance, then come back to reality.

After a minute I walk back into Starbucks and order a muffin. Opening my wallet, I fish around for some money to the server. That's funny. I swear I had 10 bucks in here yesterday. Wait a second! She stole 10 bucks from me!

After getting my muffin I sit down at a vacant table. Just who is this girl? First she gives me a name that I am pretty sure is fake, then she loses her virginity to me, then she steals $10 from me! She is not like any girl I know. Yet somehow, I want to know more about her.

I really need to get this off my chest. Grabbing my phone out my back pocket, I call Dez. He picks up after a few rings, and I tell the whole story.

"So let me get this straight, she stole $10 from you?" He asks after I'm done.

"Yeah! Now I can't get her off my mind!" I exclaim.

"Maybe you like her," He says in a suggestive voice.

"What? No way. It's just like I've found my match! She is just as sexy, and as in control as me. But now she's winning!"

"Then fight back!" He says annoyed.

"Your right, I am going to get my cool back! Thanks Dez!" I shout happily, hanging up the phone without letting him get a word in.

I check the time on my phone. I've got 5 minutes to get to my photo shoot. Crap! I get up from my seat and jump and sprint the shop, then jump into my car. The place was only a couple of minutes away from Starbucks, and I got there quick enough.

I get changed out of my beanie and glasses, and make my way down to the set. The photo shoot goes really quickly. I do my usual poses, and I wear about 5 different outfits. This is only for a magazine, so I'll probably get interviewed after.

I decline having a few interviews. They are annoying as hell. This helps me keep up my 'bad boy' image, but mostly saves me from having to answer all the vultures trying to pry into my personal life. I see all the reporters walk away disappointed.

"I'm Ally Dawson; can I get an interview," Just when I am about to decline, I see the girl who has been driving me crazy all morning. Her eyes widen then her whole body visually stiffens. Wait, did she just say her name is Ally Dawson?

"Ashley?" I ask. She just stares up at me with her big doe eyes. I give her an amused smile. "Or shall I say Ally Dawson,"

This she just looks up at me shocked. I love being control again. I walk closer to her.

"So Miss Dawson, why would you lie about your name?" I ask in a teasing voice.

"W-well because I didn't want to get personal with a stranger," She stutters, at a loss for word. I smirk a bit.

"I think we pretty personal last night," I say suggestively walking closer to her making her blush even more.

"So why are you so mysterious Ally?" Then I realised that I totally guessed her name last night. "I knew your name was Allison!" I fist pumped in the air, making her roll her eyes at me.

"So what else are you hiding from me?" I ask regaining my cool, taking another step towards her.

"Nothing that you'll be interested in," She says looking down.

"There's where you're wrong," I say stepping closer to her. Now we are inches apart. "You interest me a lot," I breathe on her face.

"Why is that?" She asks looking up at me.

"You're not like all the other girls I know," I whisper leaning down so our noses are touching.

Just when our lips are about to touch, we both hear a loud crash outside the door, and both jerk our heads to see what it was. Suddenly a man with a camera is walking through the door.

"Jeff!" Ally exclaims. "Where have you been? You are 5 minutes late?" She asks.

"Sorry, the other camera broke so I had to get a new one; you're the one who told me to get it!" The man, Jeff, replied mumbling the last bit.

"I just realised, where's Jenny?" Jeff asks.

"She's in labour," Ally replies smiling making Jeff 'aww'. "So she got fired," She finishes, making me and Jeff wince.

"Yeah," She says nodding. "So let's get this interview started!" She said clapping her hands together, changing the subject. We both move our positions so that we are right in front of the camera, while Jeff sets it up.

We go through the interview. She asks me a few questions on camera then leaves in a rush. I quickly run after her out the door.

"Ally! Wait up!" I say slowing down and walking next to her.

"What could you possibly want now?" She asks.

"A chance to get to know you," I say thinking to the dare. I have decided that is I am going to have to go out with someone for 2 weeks; then it might as well be someone who challenges me.

"Did it cross your mind that I don't want to get to know you?" She asks annoyed.

"Ouch." I comment pretending to hold my chest in pain. "All I want is to talk over some coffee. Pwease," I say in a baby voice, giving her my puppy dog eyes.

She just stops and looks at me. I can tell she is going to cave in, because no one can resist these eyes. But then she closes her eyes then looks forward. Suddenly her whole body freezes, and the next thing I know; I am being pulled down for a kiss.

Dun, Dun,Dun! Now why would she do that? Maybe you could leave a guess in a reveiw. Because you know I love them! Or don't; just tell me how much you hate the chapter. I don't really care, but I want a review. My target is to have 5 reveiw per chapter. Although it's not five per chapter, it is about at how many I want, so thank you! REVIEW!