Whaaaaasuuuuupp? I'm back and ready to attack! Rawrrr!

Idk.

So hey. Literally five seconds ago I recounted my chapters and realized I only had 29 instead of 30. Yeah, I originally planned for 30, but whatever. And no, this doesn't mean that the story is shorter; it means that I miscounted the chapters as I was writing it. I know, I know, I'm stupid...

Anyways, this chapter is going to be Austin's view of things. And it might also, uh, kjhfkjahfjkasfkasjhkbvjksd. Oh, and it's rated T for a reason. Just a reminder. :)

Yeah sorry! You gotta read to find out!

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.

Sweat trickled from the back of his neck. Austin stood there, trying to look for Dez. one moment he was checking him, the next, Dez had gotten in a dunk. Austin wiped his head with the back of his hand. His hair stuck to his forehead due to the moisture.

Finally! The ball! Austin caught the ball as it rolled away from Dez. He dribbled it quickly and ran to the other end of the gym; Dez's hoop. Austin was preparing to shoot. He lined his feet up and aimed the ball. Austin let the ball soar, feeling glorious.

Just then, Dez leaped out of nowhere. Austin swore he was on the other side of the gym. Dez grabbed the ball and raced back to the other side of the gym. He heard the noise of the ball hitting the backboard.

Austin grumbled.

Austin - 3
Dez - 14

How did this even happen?

Austin dribbled the ball between his legs, trying so hard to concentrate on the fact that Dez wasn't even running towards him. He picked the ball back up, preparing to shoot when suddenly Dez stole the ball from his hand. Austin stumbled backwards as the force of Dez knocked him.

Dez did a kind-of layup, moving his feet in the air awkwardly when he jumped. The ball rounded the hoop once before swishing into the net.

Dez - 16

Austin grumbled again.

His game was so off today!

"C'mon buddy!" Dez said as Austin wiped the sweat off his forehead. They had been shooting and playing 1 vs. 1 for a while now. Dez wore his weird colourful shirt with a shark on it and some not-matching green basketball shorts with knee high purple socks. His neon orange shoes also made it almost impossible to know if you had the ball or his shoe by accident.

Dez wasn't even sweating as he shot a free-throw. Another rounded-hoop and then swish.

Austin scowled as Dez chucked the ball at him when he wasn't ready - but he so thought he was. Austin dropped the ball and shook his injured hand out. Dez raced up to him, holding his hand, making sure he was alright. Austin grumbled and held his wrist, rubbing it gently.

"Dude! I'm okay! Quit it!" Austin scowled again as Dez shot a three-pointer, looking like an actual pro. Dez wasn't normally good, but for some reason he was today. Austin grunted and sat on the bench, his basketball shorts sticking to his sweaty legs.

Usually, when he played with Dez, he was the one who didn't break a sweat. But today, his mind seemed elsewhere, and he couldn't concentrate, no matter how hard he tried.

Austin checked his phone for anything new. He furrowed his brow when he didn't get a shit ton of messages under the name of Ally Dawson.

In fact, there were none.

Over the past week, there were usually four or five a day. He didn't bother checking them, since he was still mad at her. But he had missed her, and wanted to know that she still cared enough to text him. Sometimes she would even call, but he wouldn't give in.

He almost lost it when she sent him a message with 'Gavin' as the first word.

Austin checked his phone again, making sure his bad basketball skills hadn't gotten to his eyesight. Still, no messages from Ally since Thursday. It was Saturday.

Austin checked the time. It was half-past-noon. Austin downed his water bottle quickly and watched as Dez did another weird layup. He sneaked another glance at his phone, just making sure there were no new messages.

And there were none.

Austin felt a little stab in the heart. Sure he had made his point brutally by not contracting her in almost a week, but she had forgotten the most important day of their relationship at the time. Austin let out a sigh and kept his phone in his hand as he lowered his head. Austin sighed and raised his head back up.

Suddenly, he felt his head jerk back as a flying object hit him right in the face with flying force. Austin grunted, dropping his phone to the ground as he screwed his eyes shut, face slowly starting to sting.

"Sorry Austin!" Dez called from the other side of the gym. He must've chucked the ball from over yonder. Austin rubbed his head gently. He checked if he broke anything, glad that he didn't. Austin blinked, trying to clear away the stinging and swelling feeling from his face.

The swelling went down, but the pain in his heart remained.

...

Austin and Dez left the building a little after one, making their way back to the hotel. Austin had checked his phone multiple times for any hints of a call or a text, but nothing came up.

They made it back their room. Dez went over to the couch with a bunch of popcorn in a bowl. Carrie came out of the washroom and settled herself beside Dez. No matter how sad Austin felt, Dez and Carrie would always cheer him up.

"What's up guys?" He walked over to the couple who were watching Zaliens 12: Tears of the Dead. Dez kept his eyes glued to the screen, but Carrie smiled and took notice of him.

"The roof, silly!" She smiled, using a light tone. Austin laughed nervously and rubbed the back of his neck with a hand. He nodded his bye to Carrie who just shrugged and returned to watching the movie with her boyfriend.

Austin opened the door to his room, closing it behind him quietly. He glanced around, thoughts filling his head. Austin sighed. He walked over to his bed, taking his phone and wallet out his pockets. He placed them on the table beside his bed.

Austin flopped back first onto his bed, ruffling the newly made sheets. He kicked his shoes off and pulled out his laptop from under his bed. He couldn't help but stare at his phone at times, wondering what he should do.

Austin scrolled through his Tweeter, laughing at some Miami H8er Girl post. This week, she was going on about Zaliens. Austin cringed, making sure Dez did not see those reviews. Those were not wrods valid for his little Dezzy to use. Especially on the topic of Zaliens.

Suddenly his phone buzzed. Austin bolted upright, almost knocking his laptop over the edge of the bed. Austin fumbled for his phone on the nightstand. He sighed when he got a text from Jace.

That's gnarly.

He had just replied to something Austin texted him. He calmed his breathing and returned the phone to its former position. Austin couldn't help it. His hands were sweaty. His heart was racing. His phone was still, however.

Austin sighed in defeat, he decided to check all the texts he had gotten from Ally.

He went through the long, sad I'm sorrys, and found some recent ones.

Austin grumbled. The most recent one was from Thursday night around six. Looks like Ally had finally snapped and told him to stop fucking with her feelings. Austin sighed. He turned his phone off before seeing a new text. An actual new text that someone had just sent him.

Hey.

Ally!

His hands trembled. He watched the simple word with trepidation. It was as if it came by magic and not her will to send him somthing.

Hey back.

That was there traditional greeting whenever they texted. It just felt right.

Don't you dare 'hey back' me.
You ignore me for a week and all I get is 'Hey back'?

Austin sucked the air in through his mouth.

Sorry?

Sorry doesn't cut it, buddy.

Austin was kind of taken aback by her feistiness. He frowned and texted her back.

Oh yeah? Then what does?

You're so ugh!

Oh, and you're not? C'mon Ally! You fumed over me for kissing Brooke and even ignored me for a few days!

A FEW days! This was a whole entire week!
And Brooke kissed you, did she not?

Austin huffed, clearly growing frustrated over their messages.

What about you huh? I saw you making those faces at Gavin when I wasn't in the room. Technically I was, but you get the point!

Don't avoid the question!
And what faces?
Gavin was just being a friend in those times that you weren't!

Oh a friend huh?

By now Austin was agitated by the way she defended Gavin when clearly it was he who needed to be protected. He did feel a little guilty that he didn't answer the question relating to Brooke. But yes, Brooke kissed him. Not the other way around.

Austin thought that he should clear that up, but the texts were already on their way.

Yes a friend! And a good one at that!

After a pause he received another text from Ally.

A better one than you'll ever be.

That was it. Austin snapped. He moved his fingers furiously over the screen of his phone, making sure he spelled every single word correct to emphasize the point.

Is that all I am now?
A friend?

There was another long pause before his phone buzzed in his hands again. Austin braced himself for the risky question he had sent.

I think it's for the best.

Man, if you could hear a heart shatter.

Austin suddenly felt the grip in his hands loosen. He hadn't realized he was holding his phone so tightly. Austin felt the blood rush back into his hands as he was about to text her back, but she beat him to it.

Look. I think we're just in different places in our lives right now.
Clearly, I'm a lot more mature in my choice of friends and people, while you are lacking in that area.
We just don't click.

Austin stared dumbfounded at the screen that kept popping up impossible words that jumbled into his brain. He swallowed back a lump that was slowly forming in his throat. Austin shook his head and even his phone to make sure he was actually seeing this. He even reasoned to slap himself to see if this was a nightmare.

Austin quickly shut his phone off before he could text her something stupid. He so deserved this after the way he treated her. But this was Ally for god's sake. His Ally. She wouldn't do something like this.

Would she?

Austin suddenly felt like the biggest douchebag in the world. He felt the urge to punch the wall and kick something. Austin grabbed a pillow before his hand could reach something more fragile. He flung it across the room, making it crash into his closet.

Austin felt the need for more. He picked up another pillow and let out a strangled cry into it. He chucked that away to. Austin grumbled, suddenly wishing that Dez really had broken a few bones in his face.

At least then, he could blame his behaviour on something else.

Maybe a few lost brain cells or something.

Austin's breathing hitched. He didn't give a fuck for anything anymore. He blindly grabbed anything he could and chucked it at the wall, making the room rumble.

Austin grabbed a decorative vase a hurled it across the room. It shattered into a million glass pieces and with a loud and sharp noise. Austin stepped over the glass and punch the spot in the wall that it had just hit. He punched the wall into his knuckles had bruised over with a purple colour.

I like purple.

Austin blinked as someone knocked on the door. He quickly cleaned up with glass with his hands, not caring that it stung when it cut his rough but sensitive hands.

Austin held his bleeding hands behind his back as he cleared his throat and made out a raspy, "Come in."

"Hey, what's with all the noise? You okay buddy?" Dez asked, for once concerned in his life. Austin looked at him straight in the eye to show him he wasn't lying. Dez did a double take over the room, eyeing Austin suspiciously.

Ruined sheets. Flying pillows. Clearly evident hole in the wall.

"I'm fine, buddy," he said. Austin added a phony smile, just for show.

"Okay!" Dez returned to his cheery self, locking the door behind him. Austin slumped over and sighed. His hands were stinging painfully, but he didn't give a damn. He turned his phone back on before he remembered why he turned it off in the first place.

He glanced at the text she had sent him along with the other string of texts she had sent.

Bye Austin.

Austin had never seen so much blood in his life.

I really wanted to get the feel of this chapter right. Hopefully I succeed that for you guys. :)

Oh yeah, cue the wordy/screaming/"you're-so-evil!" reviews. I wanna see what you guys think of the story so far. I promise things get better... -ish.

Thanks for reading!