Author's Note

Hey guys! I am back from out of space. And I am here to give you the next chapter of my story.

So this chapter is dedicated to AllyD789, because her message made my whole week! On to the chapter.

Disclaimer: You know I don't. But just for those who don't believe me, I do not own Austin & Ally. I am just obsessed with the show. Yep.

Chapter 16

Austin's POV

I am in some deep trouble now. And I mean 6 foot under deep. That meeting didn't go well. At all. So I guess they were serious when they said that they didn't want me to go to the clubs. And punching a guy wasn't a good move.

"Austin. Do you know why you are here?" Phil asks me when I walk into the room.

"Seriously? No," I say honestly. The record company only call emergency meetings if they are mad. I can already tell that isn't going to end well.

"Maybe this will jog your memory," He says sliding a magazine in front of me. I pick it up and look at the cover. The headline read 'Bar fight with America's Bad Boy' and a picture of me punching the guy from last night. Wow the paparazzi work fast.

"I can explain this! This guy was going t-"

"I don't care Austin!" Phil cuts me off. "The record label aren't happy. I've talked to them and we came to an agreement,"

"Go on," I urge.

"That you are not allowed to leave your apartment,"

"What!" I exclaim. "I have a life you know!"

"I know. And your life has been made around this record deal. So if you want to continue to live your life like this then you will stay in your apartment."

"But-"

"No buts. This is your last chance. If you want this next album, you'll do what the big boss man says. And he says stay in your apartment. Got that?" I nod. "Good. Now go to your apartment, and stay there for a week,"

I get up and walk out. They seriously think that they can control me? They make millions off of me! And how am I meant to do this dare locked inside my apartment. As long as I'm not in the headlines, then the record label is happy. So I just have to stay on the down low.

So now I am basically on house arrest. But that doesn't stop me from going to Dez's apartment. I am already here and opening his door. When I do I find Dez sitting on his sofa. He looks up at me when I walk in.

"You know I only gave you that key for emergencies?" Dez asks me.

"Yeah. So?" I always just used it to walk in when I want.

"Just wondering," he says while I take a seat next to him.

"So did you see the latest magazine that I'm on?"

"Yep. A bar fight?"

"They made it out to be 10 times worst then it actually was. I just punched him to get him off of Ally. Then we left. That was it."

"I thought you went to that Chinese restaurant,"

"We did,"

"Then how did you..." He trails off.

"It's a long story," I say. I cannot be bothered to tell the whole story right now.

"So guess what?"

"What?"

"I finally asked Jess," He says sheepishly. My eyes widened.

"No way! You popped the question!" I exclaim.

"Yep,"

"Well! Did she say no, and finally set you free!" I joke.

"No. She said yes, and now I am hopefully stuck with her for the rest of my life," He smiles. "And I probably couldn't be happier,"

"Way to go dude!" I say giving him a man hug. "I am really happy for you bro," Wow. Those two really have it together. It makes me think how I am still going to the bar every night (actually I can't right now) But still, my life is a mess compared to them.

"So... How's it going with Ally?"

"Well, the 'nice guy' tactic is working," I say triumphantly.

"I still don't though why you are using tactics,"

"It's part of the system. Remember our conversation,"

"So you aren't exactly dating this girl," Dez says while taking a sip of his coffee. We are at my favourite coffee shop.

"No. But this is how I am planning to win her over. By using the 'nice guy' card. I can tell that she likes guys that are nice and caring. And based on her break up, she doesn't want a jerk, just someone to make her feel loved,"

"Looks like you have this figured out,"

"You bet. I already have our first date planned."

"Wasn't that coffee date your first date?"

"No. That's different. This is an actual date. On where I will take her to the park and act all sweet, then seal the deal with a sweet kiss," I finish, smiling smugly.

I know how women work, and I am pretty confident in that fact. I can have a girl in the palm of my hand easily. And that's what I am planning to do with Ally. She is defiantly a tough nut to crack. A challenge. And I like that.

"The trick is to not get too attached, and not spend too much time doing regular stuff, and only go on dates. Because if you do then you will get too used to them, and it will be harder to leave them,"

"Why can't you just win her over by being your self?"

"Because that is no fun. Besides, the date went better than expected,"

"Really? How?"

"Because there was some kid that lost her parents, and we helped her find them. That showed that I am good with kids and women like that. Sadly I had to do a mini concert. But when I found her, I could tell that I had broken that wall a bit,"

"I guess you know what you are doing,"

"Yep. And I could tell because we made pancakes together earlier."

"Wait. Didn't you say that you shouldn't do regular stuff because you will get too attached?"

"I did. So I left. But then she pulled me back in, and we-" I say in a suggestive voice.

"I get it," He exclaimed not wanting to know the details.

"So it is pretty smooth sailing for me. Except that my label wants to keep me locked in my apartment."

"Then why are you here?"

"How are the paparazzi going to get me here? As long as I'm on the down low I'll be fine," I reassure.

"Just be careful dude. You know that you're pretty much on the last straw with your label."

"I am careful."

"So if you're not supposed to leave your apartment, then how are you going to take her on dates?"

"Like I said. I'll be on the down low. I'm thinking about taking her to that club where you can go up and sing,"

"A club! Austin you know that you are hanging on by a thread?"

"I know! I got this under control. As long as I lay low, they won't even notice I was gone! So when's the wedding?"

After that we spend most of the morning talking about the wedding. Apparently they want in it some time in June, in the park where they met. It sounds nice. But I'll have to take a break from the tour I'm going to be doing then.

We have been planning this tour for ages, and I am stoked for it. That's the reason the label wants me on the down low. The tour is mostly to promote my new album, so I'll be playing the new songs for the first time live. It'll be a blast.

I love performing, and to be honest, I've missed it. But truth be told, I haven't really been thinking about the tour. I've been thinking more about Ally, and this is the first time in ages that I've brought it up. The tour isn't until May, so I'll probably be broken up with Ally by then.

I don't really know where Ally and I stand right now. I've taken her on dates, and earlier... I seriously don't what we are. And earlier when I was going to kiss her. It wasn't going to be a fast rushed kiss driven by lust. It was going to be different. Loving and tender. So I stopped it. The last time I kissed someone like that was with Cassidy. Just thinking about it send a chill down my spine. I was scared because it brought back too many bad memories.

Back to Ally. Some times I feel like she is opening up to me. And then the next, her guard is completely up! It's just so complicated. Okay, I got to forget about her weird ways, and plan this date.

Ally's POV

Urg! This is so frustrating! What are we? I can't get my emotions straight with him. One minute he's sweet, and the next he is an egotistical jerk! Some times I feel like I can talk to him, and then he's acts so childish.

All I need is to free my mind of Austin Moon. So that is why I am having a girls night with Trish. Tonight we are watching 'Just Go With It'. I am finding it the DVD, when Trish comes out with my phone in her hands.

"Hey Trish. Why do you have my phone?" I question her.

"Sorry, we can't have movie night. One of us has a date," She says smugly.

"Really!" I squeal, happy that she is finally dating. "Who is it? Is it that ginger that you are always fighting with?"

"Ew no! He told me he's engaged. And it's not me with the date,"

"What?" I asked confused. I don't have a date. "Um... I'm pretty sure I would remember if I had a date,"

"Well it was just set up." She says showing me my phone. The screen shows a conversation.

Are you doing anything tonight? Austin.

Nope ;D Ally. Really Trish? A winky face?

Awesome! I am taking you out tonight. Pick you up at 8? Austin

Can't wait! Ally.Why must Trish torture me like this.

"Trish!" I exclaim. "Who said that I wanted to go on a date with him! And who said that you can make this decision for me! You didn't even ask me first!"

"Calm down! You clearly like him! Just enjoy yourself on this date," I sigh. What can you do? I look over at the clock. 8:30! I have 30 minutes to get dressed.

"Crap! I have to get dressed,"

"See you like him. You wouldn't care how you look if you didn't,"

"Whatever. Can you just help me get dressed?" I exclaim running into my room. Why does he make me go on dates in such short notice?

"Okay chill. You got plenty of time, plus me, a soon to be fashion designer." I sigh in relieve, knowing that I am in good hands.

Half an hour later, I am dressed in a nice dress that caused a lot of arguments, and took 20 dresses to go through, until we decided on this one; and Trish is doing the finishing touches on my make up.

"Done," Trish says proudly after applying the last bit of eye shadow. As if on cue, the door bell rings.

"Wow, he's exactly on time. He's a keeper," Trish says, making me roll my eyes. I go to answer the door, and find Austin standing on the other side.

"Hey. Sorry for asking you out on such short notice," He apologizes.

"It's fine," I say walking out the door. I shout a quick goodbye to Trish then lock the door.

"You look beautiful by the way," Austin says when we reach the elevator, making me turn as red as a tomato.

"Thanks. It's just something I threw on," I lie. It actually took me 20 minutes to find .Why am I so nervous? I haven't been this nervous since I had my first date with Dallas.

"Well you still look great,"

"You don't look so bad yourself," Why am I so lame? I heard Austin laugh a bit, before taking my hand. I blush again.

"So where are we going?" I ask.

"That is for me to know, and for you to find out,"

I groan. "I hate surprises," I moan. He raises an eyebrow.

"Really? I'll keep that in mind," He says as we walk outside. He opens my door for me like a gentleman, then opens his door and starts driving.

"Can you at least give me a hint?" I moan.

"Nope," He says popping the 'p'.

"Come on," I whine.

"Don't worry. It's a nice surprise," He reassures glancing at me for a second, then concentrating on the road again.

I just cross my arms and lean back in my seat for the rest of the ride. Pretty soon later we come to a halt, signalling that we have reached the unknown destination. Austin gets out and opens my door.

"You know that I can open my own door," I mumble.

"What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn't?" He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. My mind suddenly recalls when we met. I can't help but smile at the memory.

"Why are you smiling?" Austin as we walk into the doors.

"Because that was one of the first things you said to me," I say sheepishly.

"Oh yeah. It was," He says smiling.

For the first time I look around at the place. It was in full swing. People everywhere talking animatedly with each other. And at the front was a big stage. The walls were decorated with various music note, and the booths were lit with a blue light. I didn't know places like this existed in New York. I look around in awe.

"What is this place?" I ask Austin still taking every detail of the illuminated room.

"This is one of my favourite places on the earth." He says pulling me over to a table.

"Well that clears things up a lot," I say sarcastically as I take a seat, making Austin chuckle.

"The club is called Blaze, and you can go up on stage and perform if you want," He explains.

"Awesome! Have you ever preformed here?"

"Plenty of times. I used to perform here before I got famous,"

"You lived in New York when you were younger?" I asked confused. From what my friends used to tell me he came from California.

"No. I lived in California. This was when I moved to New York with Dez," Now I'm really confused.

"How old were you when you moved with Dez?"

"19" He replies simply.

"But didn't you go solo when you were 16?"

"I did, but then things got complicated." Then a thought occurs to me. I actually don't know that much about Austin. Only what the media chooses to show, and what my friends told me in the past. I going to make it my mission to find out as much about Austin Moon tonight.

So yeah. There is nothing I can really say. So I guess I will just cut to...

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Until next time.