Author's Note

Hey guys! How is it going? We are almost half way through this story! But worry not, I got plenty for you guys once I am done! Enjoy this chapter!

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Chapter 18

Ally's POV

"Trish!" I holler to my friend, wondering where she is.

"Yeah!" I hear her faint voice call from her room.

"I was wondering if you were still up for movie night!" I reply.

She then comes out in her pyjamas rubbing her eyes, clearly annoyed. She must have been half asleep. And Trish does not like being woken up. But she wakes right up when she sees Austin.

"I hope you don't mind. I invited a friend," I say sheepishly.

"Sure," She mumbles, eyeing Austin, who is standing there awkwardly.

"Okay! I'm going to get changed, and Trish can go set up the movie," I say.

"Are we still watching 'just go with it'?" Trish asks.

"Yeah. Oh yeah I'll go get the popcorn!" I say walking over to the cupboards. Once I reach my destination, I reach up for the popcorn, but being as short as I am, I can't reach. How do me and Trish have movie night like every week, and not be able to reach the popcorn?

And just like the, I feel Austin reach and get it without breaking a sweat.

"Here you go, shawty," He says ruffling my hair.

"Don't say shawty. You sound like Justin Bieber,"

"Don't compare me to that wanna-be me,"

"Whatever," I say while putting the popcorn in the microwave. "Okay, now I am going to get changed," I declare walking towards my bedroom.

"Can I choose your pyjamas" Austin asks stepping in front of me, preventing me to continue my route.

"No. Because you will choose something that has barely any material," I say, knowing how much of a pervert he is.

"That would be the preference." He laughs. I scoff and push him away. "Come on," He begs with puppy dog eyes. If he thinks that he can get what he wants by flashing me those cute eye then he... How can I resist those eyes?

"Fine," I yield to those cute animal like eyes, cursing my self for being so weak. I swear that one day I will be immune to those eyes.

"Yay! He cheers like a child getting a new toy, and follows me into my room.

"Okay. My pyjamas are in here," I explain, gesturing to my drawer which contains my night attire.

"Wow. These are massive!" Austin exclaims holding up a pair of my underwear. I snatch it away from him and shut the drawer, my face burning like a flame in embarrassment.

"They are not that big! And who said that you can go in my underwear drawer?" I ask sternly.

"Come on! I couldn't resist!" He protest. I roll my eyes, and turn around and pick out my own pyjamas to wear.

"You should wear these more often," Austin whispers in my ear from behind, dangling a red thong in front of my face. My eyes widen, and I snatch them out his hands with lighting speed. Those things that are more like string, than underwear, and were a gift from Dallas. And I haven worn them once.

"Get out Austin. I'm going to get dressed," I say while pushing him.

"But I was going to choose your pyjamas," He whines.

"Too late. Now go,"

"But-"

"No buts." I interrupt him and push him out the door, then slam it behind him.

Once I am changed I walk out to find Trish sitting on the floor in a cocoon type thing made out of blankets, drifting in and out of consciousness.

I walk over and plonk myself on the sofa, making Trish jolt awake. I laugh and shake my head a little. I swear if Austin wasn't here, she would have thrown her pillow at me and gone back to bed when I asked her. I feel the sofa sink as Austin takes a seat next to me, holding a long forgotten bowl of popcorn.

"Thanks! I almost forgot about that," I say, snuggling a bit next to Austin. He automatically puts his arm around my shoulder.

"Are you okay with sitting on the floor Trish? There's enough space on the sofa," I ask wondering why she was on the floor. At first I think she fell asleep putting the DVD in, but now I think she is too comfy to move.

"No I'm good. Plus you two look comfy," She teases. Now I know that she just wants to give me and Austin some space.

"Okay then. Press play,"

About 10 minutes into the movie, you can hear the soft buzz of Trish's snoring, indicating that she has fallen asleep. I look up at Austin to see his eyes locked on the T.V. He looks down at me because of my sudden movement.

"The people on this look old," Austin whispers for no reason, because there is nobody to disturb.

"No they do not," I whisper back.

"Well Jenifer Aniston has had better days," He replies, making me laugh a bit.

After that we watched the movie in silence. I could tell that Austin was totally enjoying it, but I was getting bored. Not because I don't like the movie, the movies great! But I was still bored. Then I look up at Austin again. He looks down at me and smiles, and then turns his attention to the movie again.

Then it occurs to me. Here I am, in watching a movie with Austin, snuggled next to him with his arm draped over my shoulder. We are exactly like a couple. And the new Ally doesn't want that. It's time to have my fun.

I bite my lip, as I get up and straddle Austin's lap.

"Well hello," Austin says, eyebrows raised in surprise at my sudden movement.

"Hello," I say in a husky voice, leaning down to kiss Austin. The kiss is laced with lust, and gets heated fast. His hands trail along my back, as his tongue enters my mouth. My hands find their way to his hair, and entangle themselves in his golden locks. I trail the kiss down his neck, the running movie long forgotten.

"Your friend is still here," He chokes out as I attack his neck, leaving move marks. I look up at him with, my eyes clouded with lust.

"I don't care. It makes it more dangerous," And that comment seems to break Austin's control, because the next thing I know, he picks me up and throws me on the sofa, and is on top of me, kissing me hard.

Austin puts his hand under my shirt and cups one of my breasts, making me moan into the kiss. Wanting to get back in control, I reach up and rub his groin. I can feel him groan into the kiss.

"Eww. Get a room," A cranky voice says, making Austin and I pull away. We both watch Trish walk away into her room.

Then I turn to look at Austin. The both of us have red faces, and are panting because of the lack of oxygen. We look at each other for a moment, before we both burst out laughing. Then leans and captures me in another kiss.

I get lost in the kiss again, before I come to my senses again. Very reluctantly, I push him off.

"It's getting late," I say in between pants.

"So," Austin says, capturing me in yet another intoxicating kiss. Once again I push him away and get up. I walk to the door and open it. I gesture for him to leave, and he reluctantly get ups and walks over to me. He leans in and kisses me again. I smirk in the kiss then push him off.

"Goodnight Austin," I say pushing him out the door, a huge grin on my face. Yep this is going to be fun.

"So? What happened after I went to bed?" Trish interrogates as I sit down and eat my breakfast, which was a bagel.

"Nothing happened."

"Please, you guys were practically ripping each other's clothes off when I left,"

"After you left, I said it was late and made him leave,"

"Why did you do that? You obviously like him,"

"A relationship is not what I need right now. I've been trapped in a hopeless one for 5 years. Now I just wanna have fun. Plus I don't see Austin as one for a long term relationship anyway. He more like a toy to mess around with,"

"Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?" Trish asks frantically. I just chuckle.

"Nothing. She has just had a change of view."

"So you're just gonna use him, until he gets bored and leaves?"

"Well not in that sense. It's more like just having some fun with him, until I find another toy to play with."

"Seriously? Ally! You can come out now! Do you have an evil twin I don't know about?" Looking over my shoulder for my supposed twin. I just chuckle and shake my head.

"No. I'm just sick of being boring old Ally that everybody walks over,"

"Okay. If you're really sure."

"Oh please. This is the first thing I'm doing that I know I can't get hurt," I say confidently.

"What about him? Aren't you worried that he will get hurt?"

"He's a bigger player than me. Right now I am just his a fun game, and I'm just playing along,"

"Really. He seems really like a really nice guy,"

"That's just a mask to try and get me to like him."

"How do you know all this?"

"Please. I read and watch so many chick flicks that I could write one myself. Speaking of writing, I need to go to my job. You know that thing that I do so I can pay my half of the rent." I say while rising from my seat. "The one of which I still do not know how the other half is made up,"

"I have my ways," Trish smirks, smirking.

"I don't even what to know. She you later," I wave walking out the door.

"Boss Nova wants you in her office," Josh chirps as he walks toward my desk.

"Good or bad," I say cautiously. When someone is called to her office, it is most likely the latter.

"Dunno, but I wouldn't keep her waiting," He says walking past. It takes a second to register what he said, jump up, and speed walk toward her office.

This can go two ways. I could be bad, or it could go well. I mean the last time she called me to her office was to give me that huge story (even if it was about Austin). But then again, she might've not liked it at all, and is going to fire me, and I will never be able to work in this business again.

I break out of my mini mental break down, when the door to her office comes into my view (too soon for my liking) I make it outside her door I straighten out my clothes, and take a deep breath. After collecting my self for a moment, I knock on the door softly. I can vaguely hear a nonchalant 'come in' so I grab the door handle and open the door. As soon as I do, I can feel the dramatic change in atmosphere.

It's almost if there is an icy wind from Antarctica had ran up my spine as she looked up at me with her sharp eagle like eyes, like a sharp blade piercing through my thoughts to made my mind numb, and my body stiffens with fear. In other words, she is might be in a good mood today.

"Take a seat Dawson," She instructs. I do so quickly, not wanting to get in her bad book, even though I am probably getting fired. "Do you know why you are here?" She asks looking down at a piece of paper.

"No I do not," I stutter quietly. Hurry up and just fire me! I can't take it!

"Speak up. You're too quiet," She directs, still not looking up at me.

"Sorry," I squeak loudly.

"And stop apologising." She complains. I was about to say sorry, but then I realised what she just said. I clear my throat and croak out a little 'okay'.

Suddenly she snaps her head up and looks at me with her intimidating eyes. "Look Dawson, I liked your last story. It was very well written, and I feel like I will be giving you more stories." She un-expectantly compliments me. I look at her gobsmacked, and before I can even reply, she carries on talking.

"Now I understand that you have connections with Austin Moon," Austin? What does he have to do with any of this? "As you know he appears frequently in our magazines. So I am willing to give you a gigantic story," She concludes.

"If you don't mind me asking, what might that be," I ask in a small, but audible voice.

"You see, we have built him up for years as this big 'Bad Boy' who plays by his own rules and doesn't listen to anybody. But every body has a vulnerable side. And even better, dark secrets. And I know our readers are dying to see it,"

"Once again, if you don't mind me asking, what does that have to do with me?" I ask, clueless as to what she was leading on to.

"I want you to get inside his head. Break him down, find his weakness. Get him to trust you, to learn all his secrets. Then once you do, write an article and expose the real him,"

I widen my eyes in surprise. She wants me to exploit him? "I'm not so sure. I what if I can't do it? What if he finds out I'm trying to do? Isn't that wrong? I mean I'm not that good at-"

"Relax Dawson. Think of it as helping him be the real him. You can't be happy unless you are yourself right." She says in a sly voice, leading me to believe that she doesn't really believe that. "And you'll be fine. Women can be very manipulative, especially to their man,"

"But we're just friends!" I exclaim even though it is a lie. I don't even know what we are, and I happy that way. She just raises her eyebrow, on her extremely tight skin. I surprised at that she can even move her facial features.

"Well maybe you could bring you're 'friend' to a party I'm hosting tomorrow night. He never comes to any parties, so it will be a first. If you can't do the scoop, then you could do that at least."

Now I can't refuse. "Of course," I blurt out.

"Great! You are dismissed." She waves my off, looking down at her paper again. I clumsily get up from my chair, and walk towards my door.

"Think about the scoop Dawson," She says in a stern voice when my hand is on the handle. I feel that Antarctic chill again. I open the door and let my self out.

This scoop could be huge. But I don't have the heart to do it. Ms Maxwell will just have to accept that. I might be able to get Austin to come to the party, and that something right. But I can't help but have her last words echoing through my head. Think about the scoop.

So you guys don't know this, but I put subtle hints in some chapters. But you'llprobably won't be able to tell them. I am such a troll. Any way..

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