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I don't Austin & Ally.

Ally didn't expect to be riding in Austin Moon's car being driven to a place that she was not familiar with. You could have called her stupid, she wouldn't have cared. No, she was waiting for this opportunity. Oddly she felt very at ease with the boy by her. She felt secure, and she barely even knew him. Call her crazy, hell, she wouldn't care either.

The only sound in the car was the low hum of the radio that was playing through the speakers of his car. It was a comfortable silence. She was glad, she couldn't have much more of the awkwardness that they had at Minnie's Café. She would have really gone fucking crazy.

Austin couldn't say the same. It was strange for there to be another presence in his own car. This was just something he was not used too. Her happy vibes seemed to making their way to his own mood and they caused him to cringe. This girl did not know how much she affected him.

He was going to take her somewhere that he had not shown anyone. Not a soul. Not even his best friend Dez. He honestly couldn't figure out why on Earth he was taking this girl he barely knew to his safe haven. This was the place he came too when all of the reality of the world just became too much to handle. The place he had come too to just…flow. He would have killed himself before he exposed this sacred place. He honestly loved it that much. So it was totally hypocritical for him to be showing her this. But it was different. The circumstances were just…different. He felt as is Ally just needed to know this.

Ally couldn't tell where he was driving her. All she knew was that the sun was sinking lower and pink coloured clouds took over its place. The scene was beautiful. Her eyes widened at the flock of birds that formed a V-shape, they flew across the sky in perfect harmony. That was how it was supposed to be.

"It's beautiful huh?"

Ally turned toward him, startled. He had not talked the whole way so she was quite surprised at his soft words. They weren't rude or made to make someone back off, but they were calm and soothing, most of all genuine.

"Yeah it really is. Is this why you like this place."

"Well, sort of. The scenery is just a little bonusin my opinion."

"Where exactly are we going?"

"You'll see right now."

It was quite again. She looked at him. I mean, really looked at him. His eyes seemed to be tired and he looked restless. She wandered why.

"You should also know that you are the first one who I've brought here."

"Where exactly?"

"Look to your side."

She was breath taken. The sky was a sort of mix of all the colors you could possibly imagine and there was a slight mysterious feel to it. The sun was just setting and all the remains that showed it had been there where gone. It was just the sky full of its enchanting colors. The colors seemed to rule the whole sky and heavens.

There was a tiny river that bended around the soft grass, it was full of sparkling crystal water. It was clear. Not a single piece if trash laid in there. The river was pure. It was holy.

The place was surrounded by a long array of beautiful red trees that's leaves seemed to be falling off, one by one. The trees secured the place; it seemed to be the guardian of the little place. That wasn't it. If you went further down and stopped just before the river turned sideways, you would see a small well. It wasn't anything fancy. It was made of the most unremarkable stone and its rope was threadbare. There was a small red bucket attached to the rope and it seemed to be dangerously close to falling of the poor rope.

Leaves crunched under their feet as he guided them to the softest patch of sweet smelling grass. She wondered how such a wonderful place could exist, and people letting it slide by, unnoticed. He led her too a spot by the small well and told her to sit down. She happily obliged and took a seat.

The grass was probably the softest she had ever felt. It smelled of sticky honey and clovers. She was still in awe of the place's beauty and she couldn't quite tell if she was dreaming or not.

"Ally, this is where I come to forget things."

"I-It's beautiful."

"I know. I've been coming here since…" his voice drifted off and followed the wind that suddenly engulfed them.

"Since?"

"I- I changed my mind."

"About what?"

"I want you to stay."

"I know. I'm here right?"

"If I tell you the bad things first, you wont want to be friends anymore."

"How do you know that? You cant know for sure if you haven't told me."

"I just, I'll tell you, just not right now."

"Whenever you're ready."

"I want to be positive right now."

"I understand."

"You're probably the first one who does."

She did understand. Really. Things were always so negative you just need a little time to know that there is still good out there in this godforsaken world.

"I used to always come here with a friend." He took a hasty breath.

She was quiet.

"We used to just… be ourselves. We did everything here. You know that wishing well right there? We used to pretend that was a portal to another dimension. One time, my friend jumped in there. I had to use that old rope to get my friend out. We had so much fun. We were the rulers. No one told us what to do. No one told us that we being silly. We were kids, it was all fun and games."

She noticed that he kept saying "my friend" not saying anything else or even its gender. She was curious.

"We used to run up that hill and when we got to the top we would stick a flag in the soil and yell out. We would scream. We let everything we were holding in, out. After, we would roll back down. The weird thing was that we weren't itchy after. We used to say the grass had magical powers. Those trees were the guardians of our little kingdom. They had powers that told pedestrians to stay away. That's why no one found out about our place. We made crowns out of leaves. We would crown each other as rulers of the grove. We called this place 'The Lost Forest', because it was."

Ally was cold, the breeze had gotten thicker and the colors started to fade away leaving stars painted across the sky. She shivered and Austin noticed this. He took of his own jacket and gently laid it on her sensitive skin. The jacket engulfed her completely and his smell radiated into her senses. He continued.

"Our parents didn't understand our childish ways. They thought is funny. We were serious Ally. We were the rulers here. We ruled it all. We got a bit older and our parents expected us to grow out of our phase. We didn't. Our bond only grew. My friend's parents were alcoholics. Both of them. I made my friend come here to forget the pain that they brought. My friend and I were unstoppable. Reality never scared us anymore. Because when it got to the point where it was too much we would come here and just…flow. Do you know what I mean?"

She could only nod.

"My friend let the reality get to their head." His voice strained at that.

"Ally… are you still here?"

"Yes, I'm right here."

"I just cant go-"

"I understand, you don't have to tell me."

Then she noticed something. He was crying. Small tears were cascading down his whiskey coloured eyes and falling down his cheeks. He was completely vulnerable at that moment. She had no idea what to do or say. She had not prepared herself for this. But her heart was telling her what to do. She reached for his hand and took it in her own tiny on.

He looked at her. This was all new. Her fingers were soft and warm compared to his calloused and cold ones. He steadied himself and took a deep breath but it all came rushing back in tidal waves. The sadness of losing a dear friend. He was not risking that again. He let out a shaky breath and took his hand away from hers. She looked hurt but he quickly placed his arms around her and took her close to his chest. He needed the warmth of someone else. He needed to know that there was someone else whom he could rule his treasured place with.

A/N: Okay. Part will be up later on in the week.