Hey!:-) I know, I haven't been updating this story much lately... well, I haven't really updated a lot of my stories lately, and I'm sorry:-( But I hope that you like this chapter, and reviews are appreciated!:-D

Okay, so I've been reading some of the reviews from TSWSMH lately because I was bored and reading all of your Rossome reviews always seems to make me smile:-) so, yeah. But anyway, I was reading them and it made me realise that it's you guys that make me want to keep writing these stories. You're all so lovely and nice, which makes writing new chapters for every one of my stories even more enjoyable. :-)

And I'd just like to quickly say R.I.P Cory Monteith... he was one of my favourite characters on Glee and it may sound cheesy but he showed me that being different is okay and it's so heartbreaking realising that he is no longer with us:'( Even if you aren't a fan of Glee or even if you don't know who Cory is, please just take a moment to realise that there are people out there who are upset about this, and it may seem silly to you, but imagine losing one of your idols so suddenly... he was an inspiration to me and many others, and I'm saddened by this, so this chapter may not be all that good... sorry, guys:-( oh, and stay strong, Lea! Gleeks are here for you!3

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally

I sigh as I walk downstairs with my shorts and a crop top on. Today Austin, Dallas and I are going to the beach since I stupidly told Austin that we were going, last week. Why didn't I think of a better excuse?! Ugh.

Anyway, Austin was up early this morning, which was unusual to see, since he is hardly ever up early. Well, except for when he is having pancakes for breakfast, but other than that, he is usually asleep 'til noon on most days.

"Ally, are you ready yet?" he asks, impatiently.

"Yes. Is Dallas here yet?" I question, as I walk up to him while carrying a bag full of things that I'm taking to the beach.

"Yeah, he's waiting in the car," he replies, with a smile on his face, "I'm so excited!"

I roll my eyes, "You sound like a little kid."

"Stop being so moody. Just because you don't like the beach, that doesn't mean that you have to ruin everyone else's fun," he says, before grabbing my bag and walking out of the door and towards his car. "Woah, what's in this bag. It's a bit heavy, don't you think?"

"Well, it's not like I'm going to be doing much other than sunbathing, so I'm taking a few things to keep me pre-occupied. I've got my songbook, a few magazines, some snacks-" Austin cuts me off.

"Okay, whatever. Just get in the car," he says, excitedly.

I sigh, before getting in the car and buckling my seat belt. Austin hands me my bag when he gets into the driver's seat.

"Why did you take my bag and then just hand it to me again?" I ask him.

"I wanted to be a gentleman and carry your bag, but if you don't want me to carry your bag then whatever," he replies, as he buckles his seat belt.

"No, you can carry my bag if you want," I state.

"Hey, Ally," Dallas says, before Austin can reply.

"Oh, hey Dallas," I reply.

"You ready for the beach?" he questions, smirking. He knows how much I don't like the beach.

"What do you think?" I ask him, rhetorically.

He chuckles, and we start driving down the road and towards the beach.

After about 20 minutes, we arrive at the beach. We all get out of the car and start walking towards the sand. Once we find a place to place all of our things, we lay down our towels and I sit down.

"Aren't you going to come in the sea?" Austin asks me, as he takes his top off, leaving him in just his swimming trunks.

"No, I'm good here, thanks," I reply, putting my sunglasses and sunscreen on, before lying down on my towel.

"Okay then. Dallas, are you coming?" Austin questions.

"Urm, in a minute, I've just going to get a drink first," he answers.

"Okay," Austin says, before he runs towards the sea, happily.

"So, what was it that you wanted to tell me a week ago?" Dallas asks me.

I look at him, surprised. I thought he'd forgotten about that. "It was nothing."

"Ally, just tell me," he says.

I sigh, "I'll tell you later, I promise."

He looks at me unsurely, before he gets up. "Okay then." And with that, he walks off to go and get a drink.

I run a hand through my hair. For a second, with all of Austin's excitement about the beach, I'd forgotten about what I was going to talk to Dallas about for a little while.

So, what do you think? I know, it was a pretty rubbish ending, but as I said in my top author's note, this chapter wasn't going to be that good... sorry again:-(

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