Thank you all for the reviews I got in the last two chapters! I really, really, really appreciated them! They made me feel bad for not updating in forever so... here you go! To show my love, here's an early chapter!

I Own Nothing!

Ally's POV
"And what will you two be having?" our waiter asked.

"I'll have a chocolate milkshake," Austin said, sliding over his closed menu to the waiter.

"I'll have a coke, please," I said before doing the same. The waiter eyed us for a second.

"Is that all?"

"Yes," we replied at the same time before laughing. Just as the waiter was leaving, Austin asked for the bill. You're probably wondering why we came to a restaurant at ten thirty in the evening only to order drinks. Well, I'll tell you why. Austin wanted to take me out to what he calls a progressive dinner. So we spent the whole night driving from one restaurant to another, only ordering one course. But, we did this backwards. This is what I call a backwards date. It was funny to start with desert rather than actual food. Who knew Austin could make a boring old cliché dinner... fun?

I did, of course.

The bill came the same time as our drinks. We talked and sipped our drinks before paying and left. As we walked to his car in the moonlight, he wrapped his arm around me. I smiled and l leaned closer to him. I let out a sigh of content.

"Thanks for the night, Austin," I said, smiling, "It was really fun." He buried his face into my hair.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. One of these days, I'm getting you a car."

I looked up at him and laughed a little. "What? Why?"

"It's a pain driving all the time. And you just sit there and change the music on the radio, whether I like it or not," he said, making me laugh.

"So maybe I don't like R&B as much as you do. Gimmie a break. Sometimes you need a little One Direction in your life."

"Pfft. It's unnecessary."

"It's fabulous," I retort, making him laugh. I shoot him a look.

"What? One Direction is all right, I'll give them that. But no one is better than 50 Cent."

"Oh please. I'd pay them a dollar just to shut up."

He scoffed, shocked, "Wha? What?"

"They're so... ghetto."

"And One Direction is fabulous?!" he challenged. I grin, nodding, "By George, I think you've got it." We reached his car and, like a true gentleman, he opened the door for me.

"Oh my, aren't you ever so polite?" I said with a fake British accent. Austin started to pull out of the parking lot.

"I do believe I am m'lady." I laughed, "You sound so..."

"British?"

"Yes, this is funny since you still haven't lost your Spanish accent. You rarely sound American," I pointed out.

"How about this?" he said before speaking in a New Jersey accent, "I don't know about you, but I could go for some coffee right now." I clapped and laughed.

"You're an awesome actor."

"I'm Austin Moon, the oh-so-sexy quadruple threat: singer, dancer, actor and musician!" he said, now in his normal voice.

"You're so arrogant."

"It's only considered arrogance if I'm the only one who likes it," he pointed out, sending me a cheeky grin. I blushed, knowing that he was talking about me.

He gasped, "What's this? Ally Dawson has no answer to that? Has my awesomeness finally silenced her into shock and admiration?!" I slapped his arm and rolled my eyes, "And you will remember that for the rest of your life because it's never happening ever again." He parked the car in our driveway and followed me into the quiet house.

"Oh please. You turn red and start gaping like a fish every time I strip," he retorted and, much to my annoyance, made me blush.

"Really Austin?!" I moaned, because I had no witty remark. He smirked and pulled my close to him.

"You're not denying it 'cause it's true!" I pulled away from him, now thoroughly annoyed and kicked off my heels and stomped up the stairs into our room.

Once inside our private bathroom, I started on wiping my face clean of any makeup. I hadn't packed for our trip to Canada and we were leaving tomorrow night, so I was pretty tired. After getting ready for bed, Austin materialized beside me. He was pouting slightly, and I knew that he knew that I was mad at him.

"I'm sorry," he said, still pouting. I huffed and crossed my arms. He came closer to me, until we were chest to chest.

"I'm an arrogant idiot."

"Yes, you are."

"And I am extremely sorry for upsetting you with my awesomeness."

"Austin!" I snapped, even though I broke into a grin. He only gave me the puppy dog look, with his eyes watering and everything. I swear, this guy is an awesome actor. But I can also tell he's sincerely sorry – even if he has a weird, dramatic way of showing it.

"I'm sowy," he whined, burying his face in my neck. I sighed, and felt him smile against my skin. Stupid good acting skills.

"Okay. Now come on, we have to sleep. Tomorrow we leave for Canada, remember?"

"Why did you remind me?!"

I opened my eyes to blinding sunlight – as usual. I groaned and turned around. My side of the bed was facing the French doors that led to our private balcony, so I got most of the sunlight. The only irritating thing is how I always wake up facing that side. My poor eyes get zapped every morning.

What was out of the ordinary, however, was the warm chest that was always pressed against me. Instead of Austin, I saw Alfie sitting in his place, watching me with interest. He seems to like his new home, and he seems to like Austin and me even more.

"Hey Alfie," I said, sitting up, "where's Austin?" Alfie jumped out of bed and ran out of the room. I got up to follow him. We arrived in the kitchen, where Austin was making breakfast and Sonya was sitting on one of the stools from the island. They seemed to be having a heated discussion in Spanish. They were talking so fast, I could only catch a few words with my beginning skills in the language. Alfie hopped up next to Sonya on the counter, staring at her with utter curiosity. Sonya shrieked at his sudden appearance and fell backwards onto the floor. I laughed.

"Good morning Sonya," I said through giggles. She scowled at me from the floor. Austin smiled and tossed Alfie a dog biscuit, "good dog!" I rolled my eyes at him and gave him a quick kiss, "Good morning to you, too. Mm, breakfast smells good."

"You came just in time, anyway," he said, handing me a plate. I sat down with my plate that was loaded with pancakes, eggs and bacon. Sonya recovered and sat farther away from Alfie, who was now occupied with his tail.

"So what were you and Sonya talking about?" I started casually as Austin sat down beside me to eat.

"Well Sonya got a job as a pharmacist."

"A pharmacist? She'll kill people," I said, earning a glare from Sonya.

"I only got it because my boss will let me live in the loft upstairs," she said, "but I don't want to live on a farm!" I gave her an 'are you serious' look. Yeah, she really will kill people.

Austin sighed, "But anyway, guess who also works there."

"Who?"

"Trish." I don't get it. Trish will probably get fired in an hour, tops.

"So? What's the problem?"

"Trent works next door," Austin said, "so imagine this: Sonya working next to Trish, who is also working next to Trent. They'll slit each other's throats!"

"Is that not my problem?" Sonya spoke up, "I'm the one who will be milking a cow!"

"Yeah, why do you care?" I asked him. I mean, I know Sonya being here is part of her rehab or whatever, but she's finally going to be out of our hair! It'll be just us again. And Dad couldn't care less. My aunt and uncle don't have to know. So why is he so against this? Trish'll be gone in two hours at the most, and Trent doesn't even know Sonya. What could go wrong?

I watched him closely. He shrugged, at looked away.

"I just... have a bad feeling about this."

"Or maybe you just want her to stay with us, is that it?" I asked, irritated.

"What? No, Ally! Don't you know me at all? Oh, come on..." I got up and left before he could even explain himself. Honestly, I don't care.

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