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Thanks for the reviews last time! I really appreciate it! It makes me smile when you guys got something nice to say. Or even when you're just critiquing it!
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!Update two months later: No one has ever said blueberries, tbh...
Anyways, I hope this chapter will get you pumped up a little... Not giving away too much but...
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.
"Can we pick her up now?" Austin asked his friend as Dez sat and sipped his orange juice. Ally's flight was to land at six in the evening. It was only noon as Austin and Dez were eating lunch at a nearby mall food court. Carrie had tagged along with them for lunch, which was fine by Austin. Dez turned and glared at Austin.
"Austin, there's six more hours before we have to pick up Ally!" Dez exclaimed. Carrie narrowed her eyes at Dez. Austin was surprised Dez even knew the time difference.
"Maybe he wants to watch the baggage claim go 'round and 'round and 'roun-" Carrie's mouth was covered by Dez's hand.
"We get it, babe," he said politely. Carrie nodded before leaning over to Austin and whispering a little too loudly a 'I'm on your side.' Austin chuckled as Dez glared at Carrie.
Austin had woken up this morning, particularly excited. Why? Maybe because he slept soundly yesterday. Or maybe because he was seeing Ally again.
Ally freaking Dawson.
Austin excitedly finished his milkshake before shooting it into the trashcan like a basketball. He saw some girls looking at him flirtatiously. He winked and nodded his head. 'Sup,' was all he said before the girls giggled and went on with their day, whispering loudly.
Alas, Austin Moon was still a huge flirt.
He sat back down in his chair as he watched Carrie feed Dez a crispy fry. Austin sighed as he took a fry for himself. He was about to eat it when Dez cleared his throat.
"I got you, buddy," he said. Dez grabbed a handful of fries and stuffed it in Austin's open mouth.
"De-hmmphh!" Austin coughed as the fries started to choke him. He pushed Dez's hand away and spit the fries out. Grumbling at his friend who gave him a confused look, he pressed his phone on.
Scrolling through his Tweeter feed, he saw he had gained three more followers in the last two hours! A new record! He silently whooped. Austin continued to read through his feed, sometimes he would laugh in his head, and others he would nod solemnly.
"... And that's how Austin and I met," Dez was telling Carrie. Carrie loved the story of how the two bestfriends first met.
"Oooh! Oooh! Again! Tell it again!" Carrie pleaded. Austin abruptly stood up, as he could not listen to the story any longer.
Mostly because it included, uh, private matters.
"Sorry guys, I just remembered. I have to do," he stopped and thought about it, his head working a mile a minute. "Something," he concluded. He pointed over his shoulder and nodded to his two friends before dashing away from the horrific scene.
Austin enjoyed his stroll back to the hotel. He stopped to admire some nice instruments from a nearby store before going 'What the heck?' and walking into it.
He played a little bit of the drums, then some piano. He asked if he could try the harmonica, and then he decided that he was going to play the trumpet.
Through another trumpet.
Austin started playing an electric guitar, feeling the groove. He played a few frets of notes and then another few. He rocked out on the guitar in his own little world where he was the star. He imagined himself on stage, just as Jackson Lowe was, many days before.
When Austin opened his eyes, he saw that a whole crowd of people were staring at him. They watched as he slowly placed the guitar down. Austin blushed as they began to clap and cheer. He slowly excused himself from the crowd, abruptly leaving before he could draw any more attention to himself.
Not that he didn't like attention. It was just that, he liked his music to be a private thing, all to himself.
It was nearly three when he got back. He opened the door to the hotel, making sure to twist the key all the way. Austin learned the hard way that if you don't twist the tiny piece of metal 180 degrees, that it breaks.
He already had to pay for two broken hotel keys.
Austin slumped onto the couch and turned on the TV to watch some recorded Zalien movies.
"ZALIEN BRAIN SUCK!" The noise came from the TV as Austin watched in awe as the human's brains exploded. He chuckled to himself.
"Awesome!" He shouted. Just then his phone gave him the message that someone had texted him. Austin turned the volume of his current distraction down and typed in his passcode before reading Dez's text.
Ally just texted me. Her flight is landing late.
Plane issues.
Austin set his phone down a little disappointed. He was looking forward to Ally coming before night sets, so they could at least have some time to spend before tomorrow. He texted Dez his first question.
Did she say what time she's landing?
Around eight.
Austin groaned into his hands at the news. Eight? a) Eight was when the new Zalien movie was premiering on TV. And b) He was really looking forward to seeing Ally ASAP.
Austin paused his Zalien movie before grabbing his coat and slipping his phone inside. He grabbed his keys and locked the door as he stepped out of the rented room. He smirked as he looked at the time; 4:45pm.
If he hurried, he could just make it.
...
Ally sat on the plane, boring her brains out on the song she was trying to complete.
There I was again tonight
Forcing laughter, faking smiles.
Same old tired lonely place.
Walls of insincerities
Shifting eyes and vacancies
She tapped her pencil on the wounded paper, erasing lines she didn't like and jotting down ideas that made sense. She boarded the plane at three in the afternoon, and it was now five. The plane's flight had been delayed due to technicalities and co-pilot thingys...
She wasn't really listening.
Ally finally heard the pilot speak through the system, jolting her awake. She was about to fall asleep, slumping back onto her headrest.
"Good afternoon, this is your captain speaking. We are sorry for the two hour delay, but we assure you the flight will run smoothly now. Put your seatbelts on and prepare for lift off!"
Ally sighed happily. Thank whichever heavenly presence that she was finally flying to New York. Ally reached down to grab her seatbelt when she realized that she already had it on.
For two hours.
She heard the engines rumble, and then they were moving.
Ally settled back into writing her song. Maybe this time in New York she could get discovered. She was even staring in Dez's movie! Maybe that'll help her somehow. She rolled her eyes in frustration at the lack of inspiration coming from her head. Ally decided to watch a movie instead. She looked through the plane's many choices before settling on the classic Titanic.
...
Ally wiped her eyes frantically. She had watched the Titanic millions of times before. And every single time she cried.
She glanced around as the people began to stand up and stretch and collect their things. Ally gave her eyes a quick check over in her phone's reflection before standing up and grabbing her carry-on above her head. It dawned on her that she now owed Dez a lot of money. She sighed sadly as she went to the arrival gate. She looked for her black suitcase marked Ally Dawson in bold handwriting before she pulled out the wheels and began to wheel it towards the pickup area.
Ally was short. And she knew that. She couldn't see over the heads of the other people on the flight with her as they swarmed to their loved ones or away to wherever they needed to be. Ally sighed. One thing she could count on however, was good ol' Dez's hair.
Ally rushed over to Dez. As she got closer she realized Dez also had a sign.
It had originally said Welcome home, Ally! But then someone crossed out the home and put in back. Then back was scratched out in a different colour. And then the entire thing was covered in scribbles. Ally finally made out the words Hi Allyin the corner of the big poster in the smallest handwriting possible.
"Dez!" She hugged the redhead who lowered himself to hug her small form. Ally realize a girl was holding Dez's other arm. Ally blushed.
"Hi Ally! I'm Carrie!" the girl said. She had curly blonde hair that was chest-length, or maybe longer since her hair was curled. She was as tall as Dez and Ally had to tip her head a little to say 'hi!'
Ally looked around for the one person she thought would be here. She glanced around Dez and stood on her toes. No sign of him.
Ally felt a little guilty she hadn't even told Trish she was coming back to new York. But this time, she wanted to surprise Trish, so maybe that was okay.
"Where's Austin?" Ally asked a little disappointed. She thought Austin would at least be here to greet her since he was so excited that she was coming. Ally sighed.
"I actually don't know. Last I saw, he was flirting with some girls before he raced off. We were having lunch," Dez explained.
"Flirting with girls you say?" Ally mumbled absentmindedly as Dez and Carrie led the way back to their hotel. It was the same one Trish was staying in. She glanced out the window as the taxi driver was trying to get Dez and Carrie to stop talking to him. he looked like he was about ready to throw both of them out of the car.
When the chauffeur glanced at her, she just gave him an apologetic look.
Ally excused herself once she told them she was going to stay with Trish when they made it back to the hotel. Dez and Carrie nodded and waved.
Hey look at that! Trish and Dez's rooms are on the same floor!
Ally stopped in her tracks as she realized she hadn't even told Trish she was back in New York yet. Smiling to herself, she raced to Trish's room and knocked subtly.
Ally was greeted with a sleepy Trish. "You look like my friend Ally," she mumbled, clearly still asleep. Ally nodded excitedly.
"I am Ally!" Ally squeaked. "I'm back in New York for Dez's movie!" She told Trish who covered her ears.
"Shh!" Trish groaned. "It's too late to be up!" Ally looked at Trish.
"It's only nine at night." Ally said. Trish swayed on her feet. Ally gently pushed Trish over to her couch and gently pushed a blanket over her sleeping friend. She quietly closed the door and walked back to Dez's room.
When Dez saw Ally he turned around. "I tried calling him, but his phone seems to be off." Ally nodded. She felt a little hurt, and maybe a little angry that Austin missed picking her up and was nowhere to be found. She sat down on what looked like a carpet, but she wasn't too sure. Shirts and shoes and socks were everywhere.
"And to think he was so excited to see you too!" Dez exclaimed, making Ally flinch at the reminder. "Bummer."
Ally groaned. She processed all the pieces and put them together.
Flirting with girls.
Dashing off.
Not showing up to greet her.
Not returning at a late hour.
Austin Moon had some serious explaining to do. Once they find him, that is.
Dun, dun, DUN! Where has Austin gone?
Leave your guesses in the reviews!
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