Hey everyone! Update yay! I'm trying to get this story up and going (and finished) sometime next month, since my finals and exams are coming up. I need the time to study badly!
Just a warning, from here until maybe around the middle of the story, the chapters may be lacking in words and stuff. Writer's block.
Anyways, hopefully you'll enjoy this chapter! Thanks for the reviews last time!
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.
Ally woke up for the fifth time that night. The first two were for throwing up Trish's surprise meal. The third time was of noises coming from the lobby. The fourth time was to get rid of her dinner again. And this time, Ally concluded that it was the noise from the lobby. Eight floors up and you still can't escape the deafening sounds from the lobby.
Ally grunted at the noise when it came again. It sounded like someone was having a party in the lobby. She rolled over, blocking one ear from the noise, but leaving the other one exposed. Ally gritted her teeth in her sleep, trying to slump away from the loudness.
Ally pulled the blanket over her head in an attempt to block out the noise. What were they doing down there? Having a horserace? Ally pulled the comforter off and looked at the clock placed on her nightstand. She blinked a few times before her vision came into focus. Everything was dark. The only light was coming from the dimmed window.
3:08am.
"What kind of idiots are having a party until three in the morning?" Ally groaned.
She tossed and turned some more, not regarding the time. She blinked a few more times and lay in bed, trying to fall asleep. She pondered about life and all its wonders and mysteries...
The screaming eventually died down half an hour later. Ally settled back into her slumber as she heard the familiar snoring of Trish. Ally fell into a peaceful sleep to the sound of her favourite lullaby coming from the other room.
Ally smiled a sleepy smile.
Same ol' Trish.
...
Ally woke up at 10am the next morning. She felt fresh and rejuvenated, though her throat felt a little sore. Ally wrapped her fuzzy robe around her small body and made her way to the bathroom. Thank goodness for the separate bathing rooms.
If Ally learned something from being Trish's friend for the past... well forever, it was that Trish took a while in the bathroom in the morning.
Ally brushed her teeth, put on some natural looking make-up and curled her hair again. She chose to wear a gray hoodie with a zipper today. It went over a bright yellow shirt with ruffles on the shoulders that no one could see. She also put on a pair of jeans to keep out the New York chills.
Puckering her lips and flashing some silly faces in the mirror, Ally left the bathroom and made herself some breakfast.
Thank goodness Trish had some good cereal. Hey, look at that! The milk hasn't expired yet! Hooray! Ally silently thanked the heavens that Trish had gotten more responsible over the years. Ally carried her bowl of cereal over to the dining table and spooned some into her mouth while she checked her phone. Her Tweeter wasn't getting much this morning.
Ally scrolled past some posts about Miami H8er Girl. Ally laughed. H8er Girl decided to hate on this weird palm tree in Miami. She giggled when she read H8er Girl's meaningful post of 'Too much photosynthesis.'
Ally played around with her cereal a bit. She swirled her spoon around the cornflakes, cornering them and then scooping them up with a puddle of milk to compliment them. She quickly spooned a mouthful of cereal into her mouth, crunching down on the lightly sugared cornflakes.
"Morning, Ally," Trish called when she walked out of the bathroom. Trish had a cardigan over her shirt that Ally gave her for Christmas last year.
It was pink with a the words 'XOXO' written on it in neon pink. The cardigan was dark gray, covering up the fact that at the back it said 'Gossip Girl.'
They used to be so into that show that they literally cried real when Dan and Serena got married. Of course there were bumps in the road of their relationship and all, but whatever. In the end, they still got together, and that was all that mattered. Well, to them.
It was their little guilty pleasure.
"Morning, Trish," she replied, scooping another spoonful of cereal into her mouth. "What do you wanna do today?" Ally asked, looking up from her phone. Trish shrugged.
"Seeing as you've still got my shirt -"
"We could go shopping?" Trish said immediately when Ally opened her mouth for suggestions. Matter of fact, she was just about to suggest shopping. Ally gave her a look, as Trish slunk away sheepishly. Ally laughed and soon, Trish joined in. The two girls laughed out loud, feeling their way into their bestfriend groove.
"Sure why not?" Ally smiled. "We'll have a girls day!" Trish nodded excitedly.
"Haven't had one of those in years!" Trish squeaked as the two girls began to talk about shops and their plan for the day.
Ally laughed as Trish began to talk frantically about all the best stores in New York.
...
After they finally got through the security that night, Austin and Dez were way to excited to sleep. They ended up playing video games the entire night, until finally, they both fell asleep somewhere around 5am.
Beep beep beep beep...
Austin groaned.
Beep.
Finally deciding to shut the alarm off, Austin shifted and realized that his face was someone's foot. Crinkling his nose, Austin pushed Dez's foot away from him and stood up. He groaned and stretched his arms over his head, stifling a huge yawn.
Beep.
Austin rubbed his eyes and walked over to the alarm clock. Dez set the clock for 9am; the time tickets were selling downstairs. Austin's eyes widened at the realization. Quickly shuffling his feet across the carpeted floor, Austin raced to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
He brushed his teeth quickly with Aquasmile since they have so much lying around. Carrie, being a model, always brought back so many tubes of it. Austin gurgled some water and quickly changed into a nicer pair of clothes.
Once he finished, Austin shook Dez awake. He grabbed Dez's leg.
"Dezdezdezdezdezdez!" Austin yelled, while shaking his sleeping friend. Dez rolled over to reveal a sock stuck to his face. Austin rolled his eyes and shook Dez again.
"Dez wake up! We're going to miss getting our tickets!" Dez popped a single eye open. His blue eyes were rimmed with confusion as he propped himself up to look at Austin. Dez's hair was plastered against his forehead.
"Austin what are you talking about?" Dez furrowed his eyebrows. "Jackson's tickets don't go on sale until 9-"
"It is 9!" Austin exclaimed dragging Dez by his feet towards the door. Dez's hair stuck to the carpet, making him look like someone who just jumped out of a plane. Austin grunted.
"Pm," Austin heard Dez say.
"What?" Austin exclaimed, releasing Dez. Dez gripped the carpet and pulled himself back to where he was only moments earlier. Dez stood up after groaning.
"Did you not hear me, Austin?" Dez sighed, rolling his eyes. "I said pm!" Dez sighed again, putting a hand over his eyes. The sock dropped from his face. "Gotta get your hearing checked out, buddy." Dez walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
Huh.
Austin sighed and slumped down onto the floor. Austin slowly began to expand his body so that he was lying down on the ground, with his ear pressed against it. His back was turned so that it faced the rest of the world while he shut his eyes for a bit.
Okay, more than a bit.
Austin hadn't realized that he had slept for more than four hours. It was nearly half-past one by the time he came to his senses. He shook out his blonde locks and got out a 'Dez?' before getting up and checking the apartment for himself.
Dez was nowhere to be found. Austin basically trashed the place before coming to the conclusion that Dez was out with Carrie. Austin turned the TV and ordered a box of pizza for himself. He chuckled to himself while watching a Zalien movie.
Man, time literally does fly.
Austin glanced at the clock. Holy shit. It was eight in the evening. Austin scrambled out of his seat, flipping over the pizza box full of crusts. Grumbling, he quickly grabbed his phone off the small coffee table.
He dialled Dez's number quickly, eyeing the clock.
"C'mon Dez," he whispered to himself. "Pick up you damn phone." Austin heard a buzz and then a muffled noise coming from Carrie's room. Austin gulped.
Austin shuffled in quickly, shutting his eyes. He didn't want to see anything Carrie, uh, forgot to put away. Walking straight into the wall, Austin groaned and opened his eyes. He quickly silenced Dez's phone and practically ran out of the room before he saw anything. Austin placed Dez's phone on the dining room table and huffed to himself.
Time to go find Dez.
...
Cha-ching!
The cash register popped open as Ally payed with cash this time. Ally closed her wallet as she turned to Trish. Trish had bought another pair of leopard print leggings to go with a new shirt she bought and about a gazillion other shoes. Ally laughed as Trish struggled to get a grip on the new bag added to her load.
"Trish," Ally sighed seriously. "You have 5 full bags, not including the ones we already sent home." Trish glared at the bag in her hand before switching it to her other hand so that she carried two in her left and three in her right. The bags swished against each other as Trish turned to look at Ally.
"Hey, when you're paying, it's best to get everything you see," Trish teased. Ally rolled her eyes and shoved Trish lightly. They hadn't been shopping together in years since Trish moved out to New York. The two bestfriends walked back to Trish's apartment as they chatted about the day. They past street vendors and other shops, only gasping slightly when they saw the most beautiful shoes ever. The two girls laughed and talked until they were a block away from the hotel.
Ally caught a glimpse of a torn poster taped to the side of a bulletin board. Ally yanked Trish's arm a little roughly. When Trish didn't respond, Ally took off running towards the poster with a familiar face on it. Trish let out a yelp when Ally's grip loosened, flinging her backwards.
"Ally!"
Ally raced towards the poster, using her hands to stop the momentum she gained. Ally's eyes widened and she screamed. A scream so loud, fangirls everywhere would've been proud.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod!" Ally shrieked as Trish raced up to her friend. The shopping bags were still in her hands as Trish caught up to the screaming brunette.
"What? Ally are you alri-" Trish was cut off by Ally gripping her Latino friend's shoulder and shaking it.
"Jackson Lowe!" She shrieked. "He's playing a concert in two days!" Ally exclaimed happily. Trish of ally people should know that Ally was the biggest Jackson Lowe fan that there was. Trish rolled her eyes.
Ally continued, "They're selling tickets almost everywhere in New York!" Ally screamed again. Trish was bobbing along with the way that Ally was jumping since her grip was on her shoulders. Trish snapped.
"Calm down, Ally," Trish shushed her. "We're getting some unwanted attention." Trish gritted her teeth as she spit out the last syllable. Ally turned and smiled excitedly at Trish, begging with her eyes exactly what Trish knew.
"Fine. We'll go get tickets and see the show," Trish was cut off my Ally tackling her bestfriend and squeaking like a little girl.
Oh how she had miss Trish de La Rosa.
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