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So, apparently, no one reads these Author Note things. :( So. Yeah...
So, the moment you've all been waiting for...
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift
It all went downhill like this.
After he left the hotel room with a brilliant idea. He got sidetracked. Austin was pulled into this awesome arcade party, where he played multiple games for free. He was basically having the time of his life. He even turned his phone off, so he could focus on bashing zombies without any interruptions.
Time flew by. It was nearly seven when he could remove his eyes from the screens of the games. Austin quickly called a cab to drive him to where he needed to be. He found exactly what he wanted, but the clerk said he would have to wait for it to be delivered to him.
In two months.
Austin had spent his time arguing with the young cashier. Brooke was her name. Austin was definitely going to complain about her. Finally Brooke had to pull him to the backroom since their argument was getting out of hand. Words were flying everywhere.
Brooke didn't really seemed interested in the task at hand. She seemed more interested about the fact that she had to tip her head to look at him, or even the fact that he was actually talking to her.
What seemed like an eternity later, she finally agreed to sell him the model one he had, since it was in perfect shape and condition. He let out a sigh of relief and just as he was about to leave, Brooke abruptly pulled him in for a kiss.
Point for Austin Moon!
Not really.
He had pushed her off and quirked an eyebrow at her, in which she just rolled her tongue and winked at him. Austin followed her out of the backroom quickly, not wanting to see anymore of this nightmare.
She had written her number on the gift receipt, which meant that if she didn't like it, he wouldn't be able to return it without showing her Brooke's number on the piece of paper.
That's when he realized that he had missed Ally's arrival time.
Was he just having the worst luck ever, or was Brooke racing up to him with a pleading look in her eyes.
"It's getting late. Why don't you come over and we could have dinner or something?" She had said.
Austin backed out of that immediately. Refusing Brooke's other, thirty-five offers.
He raced out of the outlet store and began to walk down the streets, as far away from there as possible. Austin decided he was going to take a longer amount of time walking.
He quickly called a cab. Then it began to snow. Standing out on the curb at an increasingly freezing cold temperature wasn't the best idea he ever had. His teeth were the only thing he heard as the cab pulled up twenty minutes later. He was frozen to the bone by then. His hair was matted and dusted by tiny, evil snowflakes.
When he got back to the hotel, Penelope stopped and asked him why he was out so late, in which he replied was a teeth chattering response. He grumbled when he realized he left his keys in the cab, jiggling the doorknob to Dez's apartment.
Add that the list of keys he had to pay for.
Austin sighed in defeat and finally fell asleep in the hallway, his lips turning a slight shade of blue.
...
"Oomph!" Austin grunted as something dug into his back. His face was pressed up against the intricate carpeted floor of the hotel hallway. His arms and legs were splayed out and he rolled over and looked up only to find Dez staring back at him.
The door that was digging into his back, quickly closed and he heard Dez yell 'Found him!' before opening the door on his lower back again.
"Ouch!" Austin shrieked. He rolled over and stood up, his coat crinkling and his neck aching. Austin was blinded by the suddenly too bright lights. He stumbled a bit before regaining his balance by grabbing the wall a little harshly.
Just then Carrie and Ally rushed out of Dez's apartment. Carrie had her fluffy pink robe wrapped around her pyjamas. Ally was wearing a flannel sleeping shirt and matching pants. Dez just stood there with his plain shirt and shorts, knee high socks reduced to ankle length.
"Where were you Austin?" Dez asked. Austin couldn't really pinpoint where Dez's voice was coming from, since his mouth wasn't moving. Why was the room spinning? And why was Carrie hugging a pink sheep?
Or was that a cloud?
"I-I was sleeping outside your r-room because I didn't want to wake you," he got out. Dez nodded his head and patted his shoulder.
"Thanks buddy. I slept great." Dez smiled, clearly touched. Austin gave him a weak thumbs-up. He was swaying on his feet as he opened his eyes on the bright lights once more. Which was a bad idea.
Right in front of him stood Ally Dawson looking adorable in her patterned sleepwear with a scowl on her face. And the scowl was directed towards him. Austin sheepishly smiled as she walked up to him and shook him awake roughly. Which was also a bad idea.
That triggered Austin's throbbing head into a full-on headache. Last thing he remembered was slumping into Ally's arms.
...
Ally almost collapsed as Austin fell into her arms. Damn, he was heavy.
She helped Dez and Carrie carry Austin into the living room. Ally turned around and glanced at the spot where he had supposedly been all night. The floor was wet were he slept. Ally had guessed that he had been out pretty late since the news reported that it started snowing at eleven at night yesterday. She sighed as she quietly closed the door.
Austin had a black coat on that had creases that even irons might not be able to fix. His hair was a complete mess, sticking up at odd angles. One may think he was caught in a windstorm with tousled hair like that! His face resembled the carpet pattern from outside. She couldn't help but giggled at the way his nose was turning bright red. Or maybe the rest of his body was just turning paler. She wasn't sure. His lips were slightly swollen. Ally guessed they might've been frozen before.
Dez and Carrie had carried on what they were doing earlier, making another pile of pancakes for Austin. Ally turned her attention back to Austin as he was starting to stir in his sleep.
"I said... no ... Brooke," he mumbled softly before fidgeting in his sleep again. Ally snapped her attention to his sleeping form more seriously.
I thought he was out cold.
Haha, nice one Ally.
Who is Brooke? She thought. However, he said no so maybe she wasn't... nevermind. Ally sighed as she had multiple thoughts and questions for the sleeping blonde. First and foremost where he was yesterday. And second, why he wasn't there to greet her.
Austin snorted, snapping Ally out of her thoughts. He suddenly popped his eyes open, and they landed on her first. She wasn't sure if she felt a little touched or extremely mad.
Instead she sighed and pushed a lock of his blonde hair out of his eyes. "Morning sleepyhead," she sighed. The lock of hair fell back into his eyes again.
Austin blinked once, then twice. "Good morning." He sat up and rubbed his eyes, pushing the same strands of hair out of the way. They fell back into place again. Ally smiled at the sight.
Austin Moon cannot contain his hair.
Ally noticed his hands were wrinkled and he held them in fists, as if he couldn't stretch out his fingers. Ally gently grabbed his hands and pried them open, to which he winced.
"Sorry," he mumbled. Ally snorted.
"Why would you be apologizing if I just hurt you?" She asked teasingly, but she realized that he wasn't joking.
"No, I meant for not showing up to meet you at the airport." He said. He looked down. Ally was moved by his bold move. Sure, he didn't say why he wasn't there, but he said sorry even before she confronted him. Ally smiled.
"It's alright. I was a little disappointed and maybe mad at first, but it's okay," she told him. He nodded. She sucked in her breath as she went on riskily.
"Why weren't you there?" She asked softly. She was still holding his hand, to which she blushed, but she doubted that he really noticed.
"I was busy," he said. Ally cringed at the way he said 'busy.' It was like he didn't really want to be there. Ally raised an eyebrow at him.
"Is that so?" She asked. He nodded.
Austin shifted uncomfortably in his seat, as if he was suddenly under an interrogation. Ally narrowed her brown eyes at him. Suddenly she felt conscious that she was in her thin pyjamas and he was fully clothes in winter gear.
"Who's Brooke?" She asked. She saw Austin's adam's apple bob nervously. Austin furrowed his brow at her.
"I actually don't know," he let go of her hand and slipped it into the wrinkled pocket of his jacket. "She was this crazy sales clerk at this jewelry store I went to," he said. He pulled a plush box the size of her hand out of his huge pocket. Austin opened the box and Ally gasps, losing her breath for a second.
Austin seemed to do that a lot.
Take her breath away.
It was a sparkling silver necklace with a glistening red gem in the middle. It appeared to be shaped like a rose, with a green stem. She squeaked and took the box from him. She realized that must've looked horrible on his side. She gave him a long hug and put her hand in his devilish looking hair, as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Austin sighed into her shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She pulled back and examined the necklace. But not before smiling at him.
"I wanted to get you something or your second trip back to New York," he said. "The cashier, Brooke, wouldn't let me get the model one and I had to argue a hell lot for it. Anyways, it was late when I came back, so I just slept outside." Austin gulped down his words as if there was something else on his mind. Ally just shrugged before smiling.
"Aw! That's really sweet Austin. Thanks!" She hugged him again before he abruptly pulled back and coughed into his arm.
"Sorry," he said. He coughed again and ended up sneezing. Ally looked at him fretfully.
"What time did you get back here?" She asked.
"Not sure," he mumbled quickly. Ally narrowed her eyes again, feeling positive that he knew exactly what time he came back.
"I think you might've caught something," she said as he sneezed again. He sniffed and nodded. She put a hand to his forehead. It was burning.
"Stay here," she said as she went to go make some soup for Austin. Ally sighed happily as she made her way into the kitchen, still clutching her new gift.
Dez glanced over his shoulder and handed Ally a bowl of soup. Ally quirked her eyebrow at him.
"Bestfriend's instinct," he told her. Ally just shrugged and accepted the warm bowl of soup into her small hands. Dez was still a mystery to her. She placed the necklace into her pocket for later.
"Thanks."
Ooh la la! Haha.
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