Hello, and welcome (back) to History! This story was originally gonna be a one-shot, but it had gotten over five thousand words, so I decided to make it a multiple-chapter fic. I hope you enjoy this 'chapter' (I don't know what to call it XD) and don't forget to review, favourite, and follow!

History

Ally's POV

"Who's jacket is that?" Carmin asked, staring at the jacket on my chair.

I glanced up from my homework, the peace and quiet stirring. Confused, I turned to what she was looking at, only to see the leather jacket -Austin's leather jacket. I tilted my head, staring at it for a few seconds. Flashbacks from that night came into my mind, but I pushed it aside. "No one's." I returned to doing my homework.

The creaking of bed grabbed my attention. I saw Carmin get out of my bed, her textbook still in her hand. She grabbed the leather jacket, inspecting it as she checked the inside of it's collar. "A.M? As in... the initials of it's owner or it's brand? Or the time?"

I shrugged, scribbling down my answer for History before flipping over to the next page. "I don't know."

"This is a jacket for men." Carmin stated, holding the jacket between her thumb and index finger as she swung it back and forth. She gasped, turning towards me. Her opened mouth turned into a mischievous grin, "Allison Dawson, don't tell me this is a guy's jacket that he had given to you because you were 'cold'?"

I glared at her, but the memory of me shivering that night made me falter. "I was cold." I replied.

"Who's is it?" Carmin sat next to me on my beanbag. "Is it someone I know? Someone from our school? Someone from a different school?"

I rolled my eyes, turning to my homework scattered around me. "It's someone we know from our school." I answered, not bothering to look up as I felt heat crawl up my neck/

We sat in silence for a little bit before it was broken when Carmin snorted, "Austin Moon? Really? You went on a date with Austin Moon, resident bad boy of Marino High School?"

I snapped my head up at her, "What?"

"It was Austin, wasn't it? This jacket belongs to Austin, right?" She smiled at me, a knowing smirk mixed with amusement. "I should've known."

"Wait, wait, stop." I threw my book aside, standing up as well. "Why would you guess him out of all the boys in our school?"

Carmin smiled at me smugly, "No reason." She handed the jacket back to me. "I should go now, it's getting late."

I glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's only five."

She smiled, shrugging. "Like I said, it's getting late. Plus, I gotta meet with Lexia."

I rolled my eyes at the mention of Carmin's girlfriend's name. Lexia was a total pain in the neck who never works for the shit that she gets. I've always disliked her, but since Carmin was practically in love with her, I dealt with Lexia. It was torture. I wanted to slap the girl so many times that I've lost count, but I always caught myself before I did.

"Okay, bye." I smiled as Carmin gathered her books and throwing it into her bag.

"Bye, love you!" Carmin shouted over her shoulder as she headed out the door.

I didn't reply, slightly pissed that my best friend was ditching me, but relieved that she had dropped the Austin and the leather jacket situation.

"Don't forget to give the jacket back!" Her voice echoed through my empty house, slightly distant and muted.

After I heard the sound of the front door closing, I turned back towards my assignments, but the weight of something caught my attention, and my gaze immediately went to my hands.

Right.

The leather jacket.

I stood outside of the door, waiting for someone to open the door. Glancing around at the neighbourhood in the early hours, I smiled at the aroma of flowers that attacked my nostrils.

Mimi apparently loved gardening, as far as I could tell from all the pots filled with flowers and the flower beds.

The mixed scents were attacking and calming my senses at the same time, giving me mixed feelings.

The flowers' aroma seemed to be a lot more stronger in the early morning.

Even though it wasn't exactly early in the morning (only 7 or 8 AM) I was still unsure if anyone would be awake. Maybe Mr and Mrs Moon were busy people, and I wasn't sure if they slept really late. Still, I hoped it would at least be one of them answering the door and not Austin. I didn't want to see him, nor thank him (let alone apologize) for him lending his jacket to me and me keeping it for almost a week.

I sighed, keeping one my hands wrapped around the jacket and the other one in my pocket, slightly shivering.

It was quite a chilly morning, but thankfully I wore a jacket this time. Didn't want the same thing as last time to happen again.

The sound of the door unlocking snapped my out of my thoughts. I turned, a smile on my face, as the door swung open.

On the other side was (surprise, surprise) Austin Moon.

Wait, let me rephrase that; on the other side was a shirtless Austin Moon in only his boxers.

My eyes widened at the sight, and I turned my head away when I realised that he was almost naked.

"What?" Austin snapped at me in his morning voice, and in the corner of my eyes, I saw him rub his eyes.

"Umm..." I couldn't find the words, still distracted. I extended my hand with the jacket towards him, hoping he would grab it. I felt the slight weight of the jacket lift as Austin picked it up. "Sorry."

"For what?" He asked, his voice still raspy, as he ran a hand through his hair.

I slowly turned towards him, making sure I didn't look down. "For forgetting to give it back. The jacket, I mean. " I pressed my lips together, internally scolding myself for acting so awkward. "Bye."

I turned around, wanting to bolt away as fast as I could, but came to an abrupt stop when Austin grabbed my wrist. Sighing in exasperation in my head, I turned back around slowly. "What?" I licked my dry lips, the cold starting to get to them as the temperature seemed to have dropped.

"Uh..." Austin sighed, his eyes staring into mine. "Thanks for returning it."

I gave him a firm nod, turning back around again.

"Just make sure you don't do that again."

I ignored Austin's comment, walking calmly back towards my house. Only when I was inside my bedroom did I freak out, and only then did I register what he had said.

I growled, glaring at my window. "Asshole." I hissed, making my way towards the window. As soon as I reached it, I grabbed the curtains, but as soon as that happened, Austin walked into his room across from mine. He raised an eyebrow at me, but I just swiped my curtains closed, not bothering to acknowledge that there was a voice in the back of my head that wolf-whistled at his six-pack.

I blinked, my eyes still remembering his stupidly smug smirk, and the arrogant way he raised his eyebrow at me.

So, yeah, Lexia may be a pain in the neck, but Austin was a pain in the ass.

"I thought you were hanging out with Lexia today?" I asked as Carmin and I headed up to my bedroom.

"I was going to, but Lexia was visiting her grandparents today. She told me she barely ever saw them, so I didn't really mind that she was busy." Carmin replied as I threw myself onto my bed.

"Well, what do you wanna do today?" I sat up, watching Carmin as she threw her bag onto my beanbags.

"We could watch a movie?"

"Sure." I walked over to my desk, taking a seat as I opened the drawers. "What kind?"

"I don't mind!" Carmin replied, "Hey, can I open the windows? It's kind of stuffy in here. Plus, the weather's been getting weird; changing from hot to cold all the time."

"Okay." I replied, shuffling through the movie DVDs. "How do you feel about watching Hunger Games?"

"Whatever." She replied. The sound of curtains opening filled my room, followed by a gasp from Carmin.

"Is that Lexia!?" Carmin gaped, looking out my window.

I glanced up, "I thought Lexia was visiting her grandparents today. Why would she be with Austin Moon? In his bedroom?" I got out of my seat, walking towards my bedroom. Looking over Carmin's shoulder, I almost gasped at the sight of Carmin's girlfriend kissing Austin. "Is that...?"

"It has to be. Her hair's exactly in the same messy ponytail as it was this morning and those shorts... those are mine because I let her borrow them yesterday." Carmin's voice cracked as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her hand came to wipe at them, but she was already sobbing, running over to my bed and collapsing on it as she cried her heart out.

I wanted to hug her, and assure her that it was okay, that I never liked Lexia anyway because she kept taking everything that was Carmin's, but I had a better idea. I was going to talk to Austin and Lexia. Through mine and his window. Right here, right fucking now.

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