Hey!
I remember writing this chapter and coming up with nothing at all. And when I finished writing the entire chapter - proofread and all - it became the longest one. So far... I think.
I didn't really have a goal with this chapter, but I knew how I wanted it to end. Don't worry, I think you guys will like this chapter. :)
I don't really have anything to say but thanks for all the reviews and for sticking around to read my story this long! Second last chapter guys!
Alright! I hope you all enjoy this! I really like this chapter, actually. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.
Austin checked that he had everything packed. He did a once over on the room, making sure it was extra tidy.
Austin zipped up his suitcase as he put the last shirt, tucked neatly inside. He grabbed his carry on and stuffed the last of the things he needed in there.
It was Thursday night and the plane to Miami left tomorrow morning.
The game plan was to sleep early, so they could get up early.
Props to Dez for the great idea.
Austin sighed as he ran a hand through his hair, grunting when it got caught. Ally had taken extra care of his hands the night before, making sure he was in tip-top shape before letting him go. Or as tip-top as can be.
Ah, Ally.
They had said their sorrys and everything yesterday, making sure they both knew how much they meant to each other. Austin made a silent promise to himself that if he ever let something come between him and Ally ever again, he'd pack his bag and jump off a cliff.
Just as Austin left the bathroom, carrying his toothbrush and other hygiene things, he heard a knock on his bedroom door.
"Austin!" It was Dez. "You've got company!"
Austin bounced on his feet over to the door when suddenly it burst open, smacking him square in the face.
"Ouch!" He shrieked, rubbing his forehead pitifully. When Ally entered the room his 'ouch' dropped a few octaves then turned into a cough. Ally rolled her eyes and removed this hand from his forehead.
"Let's see it, sweetie." Ally rubbed his forehead before glancing at the room behind him. Austin nodded in appreciation. And okay, maybe he loved it when she called him 'sweetie.'
Austin watched as Ally inspected his room, checking everything.
"Can I help you?" He asked chuckling when she started to blush. Ally just continued to stare at the reduced sheets on the bed, and the emptiness of it all.
"Yes, actually," she said turning around to face him. Ally walked past him out the door of his room and used a finger to beckon him. He followed her out the apartment and down the hall to Trish's. Austin frowned.
"Why are we visiting Trish?" He asked her. Austin found an opportunity to lace his hand through hers. He felt her rub his scars absentmindedly, running her thumb down the length of his index finger.
Ally smiled at him. "We're not," she replied, unlocking the door with one hand. She guided him past Trish's living room. Trish had gone out with Jace again. Jace was teaching her how to skateboard, which Ally thought was adorable.
Ally led Austin into her room and situated him on the bed. Austin sat down on the squishy covers and breathed in the scent of Ally's room. It was stripped clean of all her personal things, packed away for the trip. Of course Trish would be staying in New York - since she lived here. The sheets and everything had been left untouched.
Animal printed as ever.
He watched as she walked over to the closet and opened it, revealing nothing inside but a gigantic cardboard box.
Ally grunted as she tried to push the box out the door, almost tipping it over. Austin sat watching her tiny form push the box. Ally finally settled the box in front of Austin, wiping imaginary sweat off her forehead.
Her eyes sparkling she motioned to him excitedly, "Open it."
Austin looked at Ally and then at the box. Ally had plopped herself down beside him the moment he stood up. She was rubbing her hands together in anticipation. Austin walked around the box once before un-boxing it. His sore hands hurt from trying to rip the cardboard. He grunted when he got the first flap of the box open.
Austin peered inside, and then squealed.
A manly squeal, mind you.
In a flash, the item had been discarded from the box. Austin looked at the beauty in his hands, and then at the beauty sitting on the bed looking at him. Austin instantly dropped the item in his hand softly.
He ran over to Ally and hugged her tightly, causing her to giggle as they stumbled backwards onto the bed. Austin pinned her down on the bed and began to kiss her all over.
He started with her lips, attacking them lightly as she giggled and tried to push him off.
Lucky for him, she failed.
Austin then proceeded to deepening the kiss, wanting to devour more of her. Austin felt her teeth graze his bottom lip and took that opportunity before it was too late.
Austin smiled into the kiss as he felt Ally explore with her hands. She rarely did that. He felt her hands run over his back, over his shoulders and stopped to rest on his chest. She grabbed a handful of his shirt.
Austin gave her one more meaningful kiss before breaking off to gasp for air. Ally panted and looked at him with a crazy grin.
"I've missed that," she told him. Austin smiled and kissed her again before turning back to pick up his new guitar, struggling to grab it without getting off the bed. He used his feet as hooks and used his arms to crawl over and grab it. His hands ached, but he didn't care.
"I can't believe you got me the CSWY212!" Austin cried happily, running his damaged hands over the strings of the red electric guitar. Ally happily nodded.
"It was supposed to be your anniversary gift..." she trailed off, looking away. Austin grabbed her chin lightly and turned her head so she faced him, and looked him square in the eye.
"Hey, don't do that," he told her softly. Ally blinked at him.
"Do what?" She asked him. He squished her cheeks, making her look like a puffer fish.
God, she was beautiful.
"Don't trail off! Just say what you want to! I know it's a bad memory; but it's our bad memory. You don't have to be embarrassed." Austin watched as Ally giggled and clapped.
"Bravo," she teased. He rolled his eyes at her playfully. Austin tested out some chords on the guitar. He winced when the strings dug into his sore fingers, but eventually got used to it.
Austin watched as Ally opened her nightstand drawer. She pulled out a familiar leather book, and then a familiar gray one.
Ally jotted something down in her leather book and then opened up her gray book, slipping something inside. Austin frowned.
"You don't seem to like the book I bought you," he sighed, furrowing his eyebrow. Of course she had gotten him a more expensive gift while all he got her was a cheap book. Ally snapped her head up, looking at him with wide eyes.
"Oh! No! That's not it! My book is where I write my songs and everything. It's always what I've done. It's special." Ally said quickly, hugging her songbook to her chest. "I've decided that I'm using the book you bought me as a scrapbook," she told him, blushing. "A scrapbook of all our memories."
Austin felt a huge grin rising to his face. He got an idea suddenly.
"Got any 'memories' in there yet?" Austin watched as Ally frowned, trying to figure him out.
"Not ye-" Austin grabbed her hand and pulled her up, causing her to gasp and giggle. Ally gave him a glare, which then turned into a pout. Austin grabbed Ally's jacket and pulled her out of Trish's apartment, down the hall and back into Dez's.
"Where are we going?" He heard Ally ask from behind him. Austin had just grabbed his windbreaker and was pulling a stumbling Ally behind him and out the door again.
Austin zipped his jacket up and slipped Ally's around her shoulders. Austin grinned as her questioning stare broke down his wall.
"Making memories."
...
Ally laughed as Austin balanced a fry on his face like a mustache. Austin crossed his eyes and pursed his lips to keep the fried potato from falling off. Ally watched as he raised his eyebrow slightly. Then in one swift motion, eating the whole fry.
Ally giggled as Austin tried to fit the fry in his mouth, scrunching up his face. Ally found the perfect opportunity to take a picture of him. She secretly took her phone out and snapped a few quick pics of her boyfriend. When Austin finished the fry, he gave Ally a pointed look.
"Hey!" Austin pouted. Ally giggled again.
"Making memories," she teased, using her fingers to air quote the words. Ally stuck out her tongue the same time Austin did. She rolled her eyes and returned her attention to her neglected salad.
Mmm.
Just then, Ally heard Austin snicker. She glanced up and saw him holding his phone at an angle, trying to capture her ravenous food intake.
"Austin!" She squealed. Austin laughed and showed her the picture. Ally's mouth was wide open, as she was prepared to put a forkful of greens into her mouth. Ally frowned at him, and he booped her nose.
"C'mon! We've ought to do something fun!" Austin said, scratching his neck. Ally finished her salad and wiped her mouth on a napkin, folding it neatly.
"How about we go see all the things New York's famous for?" Ally inquired. Austin perked up immediately.
"We could pretend to be tourists!" He shouted. Ally laughed out loud.
"Austin. We are tourists!" Ally doubled over laughing when the realization washed over him. He frowned.
"I knew that."
...
Austin smiled.
"Say 'cheese!'" The stranger snapped a picture of him and Ally with her vintage polaroid. Ally squeaked and thanked the stranger, untangling herself from his grip. She waited for the picture to come out before holding it in her hand, waiting to see the results.
"C'mon..." she mumbled, shaking the tiny photo. Austin rested his chin on her shoulder.
"There we go!" Ally proudly held the tiny photo out to him. Austin smiled in returned.
They had just been photographed in front of the Statue of Liberty.
Austin took the photo in his large hand and held it up. Ally was sticking her tongue out, while he had his arm around her shoulder making a goofy smile.
"This one's a keeper!" He told her proudly. Ally nodded. They had been looking for tourist attractions to be photographed in front of. Ally had been keeping all the photos in her gray book.
Austin handed the photo over to the lithe brunette. Ally slipped the photo in her gray book, closing it and carefully putting the book back in her purse.
Austin counted off the places they'd taken photos of in his head.
Hotel.
Movie theatre - after watching one of course.
Le Poisson.
Suddenly, Ally shook his arm.
"Austin!" Austin glanced down at Ally who was looking up at him with a questioning glance.
"Hmm? Yeah?" Austin chuckled when Ally pouted.
"What now? Where to?"
Austin rubbed his chin and furrowed his brow. He wanted to take Ally somewhere special for their last day in New York. Something for the books.
Or book, to paraphrase.
Heh.
Austin was deep in thought as Ally began to pace on the ground in front of him. She put her arms out as she tried to balance on an imaginary line. Austin watched as she turned around, facing away from him and followed her imaginary line with her arms outstretched.
He smirked.
Austin snuck up behind Ally and put his hands on her waist, putting his mouth to her ear.
"Ally," he breathed, making her jump visibly. Ally turned around, giving him an evil glare. Austin laughed, and soon, Ally's death stare melted away. She giggled.
"Yeah?" Austin untangled himself from Ally and smiled at her.
"Wanna go ice skating?" He asked. Ally opened her mouth to respond, but then quickly shut it. Austin waited for her answer.
"... Well," she started, turning away quickly. Austin frowned.
"... Well?" He asked. Ally sighed and turned back around to face him, her cheeks bright red.
"I - I can't ice skate." She mumbled quietly. Austin laughed out loud, breaking the serious silence that had sliced the air between them. Ally furrowed her eyebrow at him.
"What's so funny?"
"C'mon! I'll teach you to skate." Austin grabbed Ally's arm by the wrist and started to pull her along the streets of New York as she struggled against his grasp. Ally writhed around, almost bumping into an elderly couple.
"Austin!" Ally shrieked as he turned around and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder.
"Stop wiggling! The faster we get there, the faster I can teach you and the faster you can see how stupid your fear is!"
"That made no sense!" Ally smacked his back playfully.
...
"... And don't move your feet in straight lines. Move them a little off at an angle. It helps." Austin demonstrated as he watched Ally's eyes on him. Ally nodded intently, gripping the wall while she stood on the ice with wobbling knees.
Austin skated back over to her. Ally was holding the wall like it was her lifeline. Austin grunted and held out his hand for her. Ally hesitantly took it, looking nervous.
"C'mon, you can do it." Ally gasped when she moved away from the wall, gripping his hand in a steely grip. Austin held onto her small hand tightly as she moved one shaky leg in front of the other, gliding on the ice rigidly.
"Loosen up a bit!" He chuckled when she thought she slipped. Ally glared at him as he shrugged at her.
"Okay, lose. I can do lose." Austin watched as Ally began to move her feet on the ice again, her grip becoming less like a choke-grip. Austin smiled as Ally's face suddenly lit up, becoming brighter than any light in the world.
"I- I think I got it!" Ally smiled as she moved along the ice slowly, one foot after the other just as Austin had showed her. Austin skated ahead and turned around so he skated backwards with his eyes on Ally.
"You're doing great!" Austin cheered as Ally tried taking longer strides. Her hands were out on both sides of her small body, just as she'd been doing walking on the invisible line.
Austin smiled and turned away from Ally when she seemed to be getting it. He did a quick round around the rink, skating with flying speed. He smirked.
He was going to stop right in front of Ally.
Austin frowned as he neared Ally's little bubble.
Where was she?
Austin glanced around, viewing the ice rink for a head of wavy brown hair. Austin suddenly heard a squeal.
He flipped around so fast on his skates he might've fallen.
Just might've.
Ally was flat on her butt on the ice, face contorting into an angry pout as she spotted Austin.
Austin laughed so hard he couldn't even breathe. Ally crossed her arms as he attempted to skate over to her, slipping as he laughed so hard. As he lost his balance, Austin moved his feet, trying to regain his composure. Ally giggled this time.
Austin stuck his tongue out at her, offering his hand afterwards.
"My butt is frozen," she told him. Austin smiled at her bluntness. Ally rarely opened up her thoughts, but when she did, it was adorable.
Just then, Austin got a call from Dez. He frowned, holding a finger up to Ally.
"It's Dez."
Austin swiped the screen of his phone and answered the call.
"Dez? What's up buddy?" Austin listened as Dez talked about how his pet starfish had just died. Austin tried to sound sad for Dez.
"Aw, man. That's too bad buddy." Austin turned around as he heard Ally skate away from him. She was intently concentrating on the ice in front of her as she glided across an uneven patch of frozen ice.
"Yeah, okay. Yeah. Bye." Austin clicked his phone off and chuckled as Ally suddenly hugged the wall, her eyes wide. Austin skated over to her, and gripped her waist.
He buried his head into her neck again as she sighed. Ally put her hands on top of his.
"Here, I'll help you skate." Austin moved his head away from the crook of her neck and placed his hands more firmly on her small waist. He backed up a bit and began to skate with her in front of him.
Ally held her hands on either sides of her on instinct. Austin smiled as he felt Ally's body loosen up.
"This is fun!" She told him. They were beginning to speed up, as Austin skated a little faster.
"Mmm," he had placed his head on her shoulder again. Suddenly, Ally's body jerked slightly, causing him to snap awake. She had slipped.
"We should get back," she told him. Austin sighed in protest. Ally frowned and tried to steer them back to the rentals. Austin steered them away.
"Please Austin! My feet are tired," Ally wined. Austin nodded his head reluctantly. They returned their skates and made their way back out the door of the community centre. Austin watched Ally as her feet wobbled when she walked.
...
Austin held her hand tightly all the way back to the hotel. They took the elevator up. Austin frowned when Penelope was nowhere in sight. Ally sighed sleepily as she walked away to the other end of the hall where Trish's apartment is. Austin decided to follow her.
Yes. The great Austin Moon can be a gentleman.
Ally jiggled the door handle, making sure it wasn't unlocked. Then she fumbled around in her purse for her keys. Ally stopped for a moment before looking up at him.
"It's locked and I think I forgot my keys," she said. Austin nodded. He grabbed her hand and led her back to Dez's hotel room. He quietly unlocked the door and motioned for Ally to follow him.
They walked together into his empty bedroom and settled down together on his bed. Ally was too tired even to protest with the arrangement. Austin smiled when she curled on one side of the bed, leaving his supposed spot wide open.
Austin chucked off his jacket, shoes and socks before slipping onto the other side of the bed with Ally. She was already fast asleep, her jacket still wrapped around her petite body. Austin gently discarded the rough jewellery around her wrist and wrapped an arm around her body. He buried his head in her hair, sighing contently.
"Goodnight, Ally."
Aww! Fluffy fluffy! Haven't had a chapter like that in a while huh? Oh yeah, guess how I came up with the guitar model, CSWY212? Coss Wynch and 2012. Coss Wynch because let's be honest, here... And 2012 because that was a good year. :)
Get ready for the final chapter! I'm super excited to post it but at the same time pretty sad that the story is coming to an end! Thanks again for all the support! Much love!
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