I do not own Austin and Ally BUT I DO OWN the story and plot and the original characters.
The car ride was longer then I thought it would be, Austin tried several times to start a conversation but I just ignored him, I didn't want to get deeper than I already was. We started driving down a road that leads out of Miami and I instantly knew he had bought a mansion on the outskirts of Miami. "Of course," I breathed and pulled out a cigarette.
"Ally I'm sorry but can you not smoke in my car," he asked gazing over at me, I laughed and blew the smoke into his face. He coughed and shot me a dirty look.
"You hated smoking," Austin stated.
"Ya well," I shrugged and continued smoking.
He sighed and turned down a road, soon a large white mansion came into view, there was a vast garden in front of it and iron gates surrounding it. "Holy fuck." That's all I said, I was awe struck. The house was beautiful and giant, he pulled his car around to the front steps leading up to gigantic front door, I quickly got out and ran up the steps. He followed behind me and opened the door. The house itself was breathtaking but the inside was beautiful, every wall had some beautiful piece of art work, the floors covered in amazing Persian rugs. My shit hole of a house couldn't compare.
"Do you like it?" he asked from behind me, I was about to scream 'I love it!' but I remembered why I was here, I nodded and walked the direction I thought the kitchen would be and I was right. I looked in the fridge and found a chilled bottle of wine, I looked around for a bottle opener and found one lying in an empty drawer, I opened it and sipped some of the wine. "Ally?" Austin called; I called him to the kitchen. He sat down on a stool and I leaned against the counter.
"Ally …," he began, "I am so unbelievably sorry."
"Cute," I stated and took another sip of the bottle.
"Ally, why do you just shut me off?"
I laughed at him, he looked a bit taken aback, "What?" he asked.
"Just funny that you think me talking to you is shutting you off. If you don't remember Austin you shut me off for three years."
He shook his head, "What are you going to yell at me?"
He shook his head, "Come on Moon, yell at me. I dare you."
"I don't want to."
"It's always about what you want isn't it."
"No, it's not, I want to talk to you."
"But I want you to yell at me."
He looked frustrated, "But I don't want to."
"But I want to hear how you are surprised that I became a blonde, smoking, drunk. How I got tattoos and stopped going to school. And I work at a bar, and wear too much make up. And dress like a slut, come on Moon yell at me!" His face showed he was surprised but I knew exactly how he felt about me.
"But I don't want to," he whispered.
I lowered my voice, "Why can't you? Afraid you might hit me? Go ahead yell at me."
"I said I don't want to yell at you!" he yelled.
"Now we're getting somewhere! Tell me how you feel Austin!"
"I am sorry but I am so sick of you walking out, I just want to talk to you!" he stood up and slammed his hands on the counter.
"About what?"
"About how I want to make t up to you! To apologize and go back to being friends!"
"Well talk about it!"
"I am so sorry for leaving! I am sorry that I left you and made you cry. I had a shitty time in LA, I came back because I quit my contract with Star Records and came back to Miami so I could reunite with Team Austin and we could all make it big."
I was speechless, I looked down at my hands. That's why he came back to Miami, I shook my head, he quit his contract. "Are fucking stupid?"
He looked confused, "What? I thought you would be happy."
"You lost your fucking contract for us! You could have had been so famous, more famous! You could have had all the girls you wanted and all the money in the world! Why, after all these years, did you finally wake up and realize that you fucked up?"
He shook his head; I don't even feel mad anymore. I feel lost, lost in an ocean of lies and fuck-ups. I slump my shoulders and look down at my hands. I shook my head, "I can't do this Austin."
"Can't do what."
"I can't pretend like everything is fine and forgive you. Not," I took a deep breath, "Not yet."
He smiled a little, "Well are you still mad at me."
I laughed, "I don't think I am. I am just extremely confused."
"Ally, have you written any songs lately?" he asked.
I sighed, "Ya."
He smiled at me, "Do you want to stay here for the rest of the night?"
"Why not?" What the actual fuck Ally? Did all you anger just dissolve?
He led me to the upper level into one of the rooms. He held the door open, "Here ya go." I nodded at him and he ducked out of my room and quietly closed the door. I sighed and looked around, this room was bigger than my apartment. I dropped my bag on the floor and slip out of my heel. I walk to the door that I assume is a bathroom, I am right. I place the wine bottle on the sink counter and take off my dress and turn on the shower. I slip under the hot water and quietly hum to myself until the hot water runs out. I take one of the fluffy robes and walk over to the mirror, I am in a fucking robe in a room bigger then my house. I take off the robe and ball it up and drop it to the floor, I go back into the room and grab a pair of shorts and tank top. I've learned from experience that you should always bring a change of clothes to the club. I walk over to the bed and I'm too tired to think about how nice the sheets feel and the size, I just slept.
[Break]
Two days I woke up with a headache, I shrugged out of bed and gathered my things. I wasn't going to spend the whole day here, I had to work tonight and I had to go see Jay and apologize on Austin's part. I shoved my stuff into my bag; I quietly opened my door and walked to the stairs. I pray that Austin still sleeps until noon. I get down stairs and the bitter smell of coffee wafers in the air. I walk to the kitchen and find Austin making coffee, "When did you start getting up early?" I asked Austin.
"I don't, it one o'clock in the afternoon, I woke up twenty minutes ago,' he chuckled and handed me a mug filled with coffee.
"O'clock?" I asked, and sipped the coffee, "Holy shit this is awesome coffee!"
He laughed, "You want me to drive you home?"
I nodded and he led me to the front door, we got in the car and drove back down the isolated road leading to what I now realize is a highway. The car ride is quiet, I can tell he wanted me to stay, but I need to time to think about whatever is going on.
He finally pulls up to club I work at, "I don't know where you live."
"It's down the street, past the tattoo parlor." He drives me to the apartment building, I start to get out but he grabs my wrist, "When will I see you again?"
"Whenever I clear my head," I see hope light up in eyes, I feel guilty and pull my wrist out of his grip. He watched me until I close the door to the apartment building. I lean against the door and calm down my breathing. I go to my apartment and fall face first into my bed. How the fuck did this even happen?
I get up and search my bag for a cigarette and change into jeans and a Led Zeppelin shirt and walked to the tattoo parlor. Jay sat on the stool reading a newspaper, he gazed and smiled. He put down the newspaper.
"Hey stranger," I smile, he walks over so he stands in front of me.
"Hey there," I take his hand and intertwine our fingers; a big grin spreads across his face. Jay stands about a foot taller than me so I have to look to see his face. He has brown hair and blue eyes, his arms are covered in tattoos, not stupid dragons but in words and things that stand for something. He's wearing a wife beater, I can see his tattoos are on his chest too. His ears are pierced; he looks like he could beat the living crap out of you, but he's like a big teddy bear.
"Austin isn't my boy friend, I like someone else," I say looking up at him.
He steps closer and smiles, "Who do you like?"
"He's really tall and he has tattoos and his ears are pierced. He had blue eyes, he likes to slow dance in clubs," I bit my lip and step closer.
He takes another step closer and unwinds our fingers, and places his hands on my shoulders, he slides his hands down my arms, over my sides and rests them on my hips, I shiver. "What's his name?" he whispers breathlessly.
I'm staring at his lips, "You."
He looks at my lips then darts his eyes up to meet my eyes, "That's too bad because I like you, Ally."
I blush and look down, "Is it okay if I kiss you?"
I nod and he leans in and brushes his lips against mine, he pulls away slightly and I bite my lip. I stand on my toes and press my lips to his, he responds quickly. His grip on my hips tightens and I wind my arms around his neck and grab the hair on the back of his neck and tug him closer. He turns me around and walks me backward until my back hits the counter, I pull away and gasp. He smirks at me and easily lifts me up to sit down on the counter, he nips at my lips. I take bottom his lip between my teeth and he groans. His hands travel down to my thighs and he drags his nails down my thighs. I growl and kiss him. His tongue traces my bottom lip, I open my mouth and he darts his tongue into my mouth and I moan into the kiss. He pushes his hands under my shirt and holds my waist, his hands are cold and I jump. He pulls away and kisses my neck, I drag my hand down his chest and dig my nails into his shoulders, and he starts to pull up my shirt-
"Um, are you closed," a voice asked behind us, I looked up and it was the little red hair from the bar, I sighed and laughed. Jay's hand dropped onto the counter and lazily pushed off the counter and turns and looks at the red head. "Hey sis," he say and walks over to hug her but she pushes him away, "You are sweaty don't hug me." She giggles and she hugs him anyway, she breaks away and walks over to me and extends her hand, "Hi, I am Delilah."
I smile at her and shake her hand, "I'm Ally."
"Oh I served you at the bar last night, oh god I'm sorry, I was my first day," she rambles, she looks a little like Jay, she has blue eyes like his and I saw that she had a tattoo on her shoulder.
"Oh don't worry, I was like that my first day, I woke at Sailors over on the other street," I say.
"I love Sailors, So are you and my brother dating?" she asks.
"Not yet," he smirks, I blush and look down.
"Okay I'm really sorry but this is grossing me out, I am going to go now. You two have fun. Bye Jay. Bye Ally!" she waves and walks out.
"I love your sister," he shrugs and laughs, "Ya she is pretty awesome. Anyway, where were we?"
I laugh and walk over to him; I look over at the clock, "Shit!"
"What?" he asks.
"I have to go to work, shit. I am so sorry," I say and quickly look around for a pen, I find one and write down my number, "Here call me."
He smiles and grabs my and pulls me into a kiss, he lingers a bit and I rush out with stupid grin plastered on my face, I have to run back to my apartment, and change into my uniform then I run to work. I barley get there and check in. We set up the bar and club at four then we sit around until eight. I bring my phone to work and get texts every five minutes from Jay. God I haven't liked a guy since . . . since Austin. I shake my head and look back down at my phone and see another text pop up from Jay. I smile, Who cares, I like Jay and Jay likes me.
[Break]
The night flew by and by one o'clock I was still smiling like a fool. I took off my apron and hung it up; I was humming a tune that played on the dance floor when Jay and I danced.
"Well you're in a good mood," one of my work friends said, "Is it the guy from Friday. Don't answer all I'm saying is when you guys look at each other it's like looking at sex. You two were like fucking each other with your eyes."
I shook my head, I fucking hate Jane. More like fucking each other with our eyes. I shake it up and go out the back way and find Jay standing there with flowers and chocolates, I laugh. He's wearing a button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and jeans.
"How was work?" he asked.
"It sucked," I said, I walk over and take the candy, "Ooo, Sees candy."
"Ya I thought you would want to hang out and watch SpongeBob," he jokes, wrapping an arm around me.
"I would actually," I smile, he shrugs, "My place or yours."
"Mine," I volunteer, we walk with his arms around my shoulder and my arm around his waist.
"I think you made a mistake Sweet Pea, this is my apartment building," Jay said.
"Well its mine too," I say unlocking the door, "D-12."
"C-6," he says, and we ascend the stairs, "Can I grab a change of clothes?"
"Ya I will head up to my place," I say and climb the stairs and go to my apartment, I change into sweats and a tank top and pin my hair back and take my make up off. I hear a knock and I open the door, his eyes widen, "Wow, your beautiful Ally."
I blush and open the door so he can walk in, he has his shirt on still but now he has sweats on. We settle into my room and watch SpongeBob on Netflix, "The perks of bartending and wearing booty shorts are huge tips."
He laughs, he understands, "Perks of Tattoo Artist tattoos anywhere."
I laugh, "You must enjoy seeing girls taking their clothes off to get tattoos."
"Well its nice but the only girl I want to undress for me is you," he smiles, I smile back and kiss him.
A few hours later we turned off SpongeBob and we were talking about family, "I have lived here all my life, my dad was a drunk and my mom was never around so when I turned 18 I moved out with my sister and we haven't been back since," he said, I nodded.
"I know I shouldn't have left but I needed to, I know that I sound like a typical teenager but my father thought that he could tell me that I had to go to Harvard and I had to be a good girl, my mom was always gone too. My dad, he had a woman on the side and he would go on trips all the time too, to go see her. My parents got a divorce and I was in the middle and so I left."
"I don't think that you a typical teenager for leaving, I think you are a beautiful young lady who thinks for themselves and doesn't care what other people think about them."
I smile and snuggle into his chest and a sudden wave of tiredness washes over me, my eyes fall shut and I feel his lips on my forehead, then I fall into a deep sleep.
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