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Austin's POV

It's the second week on this stupid bus and I want to go home already. I miss Ally. I miss Dez. I miss Trish. This stinks. I just had my sixth concert from the beginning of the tour so I'm calling Ally even if it's eleven thirty at night. "Hello?" She asks into the phone. "Ally! I miss you!" I say and she laughs. "It's only been two weeks Austin." She says but says she misses me too. "Ally, I wanna come home." I say and she sighs. "Austin, just enjoy the tour! Don't spend all of your time missing home." She says and I groan. "I can't help it!" I say. "What are you doing?" I ask her. "Dez and Trish are here. They're spending the night, don't worry, I'm staying in the guest bedroom." She says and I sigh in relief. "Good, any more incidents?" She says "nope" popping the 'p' at the end and I chuckle a little. I haven't actually laughed since before I left for this tour. "Good." I say and I hear her yawn. "You're tired, I'll talk to you tomorrow morning." I say and she says 'okay' in a small voice. "Miss you, love you!" I say and she says it back. "Miss and love you too. Goodnight!" I sigh. "Night."

I go into the little mini kitchen on the bus and grab a knife. I examine it and let a tear slip from my eye before I put it to my skin. As I do this, I squeeze my eyes shut, in hopes that these seven months will go very quickly. "Ally, I love you." I say as I cut a second cut into my left wrist. I cut one last slash to my wrist. Then, I rinse the knife and go to my bed. Well, more like a rock but whatever. I don't sleep much here anyway. I finally fall asleep at four-ish and wake up at about eight thirty to my phone going off, saying I got a text. I jump off the bed and run to my phone. "Woah..." I whisper to myself. I have never got so many notifications before. I wonder what this is about.

I unlock my phone to see I have four thousand tweeter notifications! But I also have many missed calls and texts from Trish, Dez and Ally. This can't be good...

7:00am Answer your phone! -Trish

7:02am Get up -Ally

7:07am We need to talk -Dez

7:15am Pick up the d*** phone Austin! -A

Woah, Ally never curses.

7:37am Austin, will you answer?! We all think you're dead! -Dez

7:44am We're worried about you, please answer -Trish

7:49am I swear Austin, answer the f****** phone -Ally

What is going on?!

7:52am Austin! Please answer the phone! I need to talk to you! -Alls

8:15am F*** you Austin! If you don't answer the phone, we're done. -Allyson

And more angry texts. I have many missed calls but only one voicemail from 8:22.

"Austin, it's Ally. You need to answer your d*** phone right now!" she says and she's crying. Really hard. "Austin, we're over. We are done. F****** done. How could you do this to yourself?! To Dez and Trish?! Your parents?! To me?" she asks calmer and I start getting really confused. "Call one of us." She says before hanging up.

The first thing I do is call Ally's phone. It barely rings before she answers."Ally? I question. "Austin! Are you okay? Why weren't you answering?!" She bombards me with questions, still crying. "All-" I start but she cuts me off. "Where are you? I'm going on this tour with you!" She says and I get even more confused. "Ally! What's wrong?!" I practically yell into the phone. "You cutting yourself is what's wrong Austin! What on earth possessed you to do that?!" She screeches. "H-how'd you know about that?" I ask nervously. "It's true?" She asks, her sobbing becoming louder, along with someone else's cries in the back.

"Ally..." I say and she yells at me. "No Austin! Answer the question! Is. It. True?" She asks again, slower and more pronounced this time and I sigh. "Yeah it's true." I say and she lets out a small yelp of surprise. "Why Austin?! Why would you do that to yourself?! Is it because you're on tour? How long has this been going on?" She asks but I hear a voice in the background ask 'it's true?' "Ally, I'm fine, okay? I'm perfectly fine!" I say and she groans. "No you're not! Oh m-" she cuts herself off. "Are you eating? Are you sleeping?" She asks and I'm just gonna lie. She doesn't need to know the truth. "Y-yeah. Of course." I say and I don't think she believed me. "FaceTime me" she says and hangs up. I click on Ally's contact and press 'FaceTime'. About four seconds later, Ally's face popped up on the screen and I give a small grin.

She examines me before speaking. "Austin, you lied to me. You look exhausted. This started before the tour! I know it did! It was that day when you didn't eat anything at all." She says and I sigh with a shrug of my shoulders. "Go to the bathroom." She says and I give her a confused look. "I want to see if you're eating... Go." She demands and I walk to the little bathroom. "Take off your shirt..." She says and I roll my eyes but do it anyway. She groans when I don't put the camera on the mirror. "Austin please..." She says and I inwardly groan as I flip the camera and show myself in the mirror. She gasps, covering her mouth and starts crying. "Austin you have to eat! You don't have a choice!" She yells at me. "Alls I'm fine. I promise." I say but she shakes her head. "No you're not!" She says and I roll my eyes and walk out of the bathroom.

She clears her throat to get my attention so I look at her. "Can I, uh... See your cuts?" She asks me, tears coming from her eyes. "I don't know if that's such a good idea Alls. You're kinda upset right n-" I say and she cuts me off. "Please..." She says and I nod. I flip the camera on my iPhone and show her the cuts on my right and left wrist as she gasps. "Ally. I'm fine o-" I start but I'm cut off by Jimmy. "Austin! You have a concert in twenty minutes. Let's go!" He yells into the van and I sigh. "I've gotta go Alls. Love you." She sighs too. "Love you Austin."

I get ready for the concert and do vocal warm ups for twenty minutes and then wait for the concert to start. As I wait, I check my tweeter, wanting to see what all the commotion is about. As I read the first twit, I jump from my chair. Its a picture of me on the bus last night, cutting myself from the news. That's why everyone is acting so weird around me today! Ugh, this was a secret. Who was even in my tour bus?! I mea-

My thoughts are interrupted when I'm called to be in my place. "Hello everybody! Get ready for... Austin Moon!" The announcer yells into the microphone and I jog on stage and grab the microphone from him.

"Hey Miami!" I say and the crowd yells in response. "This song is dedicated to my fiancé. This ones for you Ally." I say and the song 'Just The Way You Are' starts playing. I wrote this one by myself too. (no he didn't... I don't own it). When I finish, the crowd erupts into applause, and usually I'd smile but I'm just not feeling it. "This next song was written by Ally Dawson. It's called 'Illusion' (don't own)" I say and the music begins to play.

I'll be your entertainer

I'm putting on a show

I'm gonna levitate ya

Leave you wa-wa-wanting more

I see you fascinated

I've got you hypnotized

White gloves with your dream up

A fantasy before your eyes

Step right up on the stage

Free yourself from the cage (from the cage)

Pick a card and guess it girl

Here's a lesson girl

It's just an illusion

1, 2, 3, I disappear

Coming right back

So stay right here

Ain't no second guessing girl

I'm impressing girl

But I'm just an illusion

Oh, Uh, Listen

I ain't no fake Houdini

I put a spell on you

I'm something like a genie

Girl I make your wish come true

I sing, dancing around and I sing the next line.

And now our time is run-

I'm cut short by falling to the floor on stage. I squeeze my eyes shut but when I open them, everything is spinning. The last thing I see is one of the band members asking me if I was okay before I blacked out...

Ally's POV

It's been twenty minutes since I've talked to Austin and I'm still crying. "Why is he doing this? I shouldn't have made him go on this tour. I feel horrible. This is all my fault." I say crying, sitting on the floor. "Alls, it's not your fault." Dez says calmly. "Yes it is!" I screech back. That's the last thing that is said before Austin comes on tv.

"Hey Miami!" He screams into the microphone. "This song is dedicated to my fiancé. This ones for you Ally." He says and a song I've never heard comes on. I smile at the fact that he wrote another song by himself. When he finishes, the crowd erupts into applause, and usually he smile but he doesn't. Now that I think about it, he hasn't smiled a real smile in a really long time. Almost three weeks. "This next song was written by Ally Dawson. It's called 'Illusion' (don't own)" he says and he starts singing. As he dances around stage, in the middle of a line, he collapses to the ground. I gasp and rush to my feet. "Austin!" I cry to the tv. "We have to go to Miami!" I say as I watch a medical crew place him on a gurney and pull him off stage.

I run out the door, Dez right behind me and we all get into my car. I speed to he airport and we got out tickets and through security quickly and rush to a flight to Miami. We made it just in time for the last flight to Miami today. We all sit in the same row on the plane, waiting anxiously to get there. I silently cry myself to sleep about an hour into the flight. Finally, about two hours after I fall asleep, Dez is making me up because we just landed. I practically jump out of my seat and run past everyone to the front of the plane. As soon as they open the doors, I run through and call a cab on my to the airport doors. When I get there, a cab is already there waiting.

We all hop in and I tell him to go to the place he was performing at but Trish gives him a hospital. She had called Jimmy after I ran away from them. Austin's in the hospital... I need to hold him. I need to touch him. I need to hear his voice. I need him. I start crying and collapse onto Dez, who is sitting in the middle. When we reach the hospital, Dez carries me out of the cab and into the lobby. "Austin Moon." I say after Dez sets me down. "Names?" She asks and I groan. "I'm his fiancé, Ally Dawson and they're our best friends. Where is he?!" I yell at her and she gives me a look before looking down. "112" says as she points to the left. I sprint down that hallway until I find room 112. I open the door and gasp when I see him.

He's lying down in the hospital bed, hair in front of his face. He's much paler than usual and he's sickly thin. I sit on the side of the bed and grab his hand. I look at his wrists and I start crying once again. "Austin..." I say and before I can start talking again, the doctor walks in. "Oh, hello. I'm Dr. Brandy." He introduces himself. "I'm Ally, that's Trish and that's Dez." I say and he nods. I shake my foot impatiently so I speak up first.

"So what's wrong with him?" I ask and the doctor looks down to me. "Well, he was very dehydrated, he's been lacking nutrients, protein. It seems as if he hasn't been eating much. Or sleeping for that matter. When he fell, he sprained his wrist and he was also over exhausted but he woke up for an hour or so before and I believe he has gone into depression." He says and I look up at him in shock. "He's depressed? For how long? He used to be so happy!" I say, tears falling down my face once again.

"He told me when everything started. It was about three weeks ago. He said something like he was being blackmailed and that's when he started cutting. He said he was guilty that his fiancé was in danger because of him." The doctor told me and I looked down at Austin. "I'm a horrible person." I say, one of my tears falling onto Austin's cheek. Dez comes and sit next to me. "No you're not Ally. None of this saw this coming." He says and I shake my head. "Don't you think someone's fiancé should notice if their fiancé went into depression, or cut himself. Today I was thinking... I realized that he hasn't actually smiled since the day after we told everyone about the engagement." I say and I close my eyes.

About an hour later, Austin's eyes slowly open and when he sees me he smiles a half smile and I smile back. "Austin!" I yell and attack him into a hug. "Hey Alls. What're you doing here?" He asks, Dez and Trish went to go get dinner. I sigh. "You passed out on stage..." I say and I push the hair out of his eyes. "I had to come and see you." I said and he gave me a sad smile before grabbing my hand. "I love you." He whispers and I smile. "I love you too..." I trail off.

"But we do need to talk." I tell him and he looks confused. "About what?" He asks and I grab his wrist and flip it upside down slowly. "Alls, I- I don't really know... What to say..." He stutters and I look up at his face. "The doctor told me why, and when it started. I just need to know when you'll stop." I tell him and he shakes his head. "I don't know Alls. I really don't." He tells me and I frown. That's definitely not what I wanted to hear. "Austin, you need to stop. You can't do this to yourself." Tell him and he shakes his head.

"I had depression when I was twelve. It lasted until I asked you out and I finally felt happy again. It started when my grandpa died. He give me my whistle necklace before he died. I f-feel like my depression might be coming back. But I don't think so, I'm just really stressed out." He tells me and I start crying again. I shake my head no at him. "The doctor said that he thinks you've gone into depression." I tell him ad a tear slips from his eye as he shakes his head. "I'm sorry Ally. You shouldn't have to deal with this. I should be protecting you from this guys who is after you yet all I'm doing is trying to kill myself..." He trails off and my head snaps up toward him. "A-Ally... I didn't m-mean it like that." He says but I start screaming in fear. "Austin, you can't kill yourself!" I scream as I put my head to his chest. "I love you too much to let you go Austin! You die, I go with you!" I say, tears still pouring from my eyes. "Got it? You die, I did. I love you Austin." I say, a little calmer now and he kisses the too of my head. "I won't die on you Alls. I love you too much to let you go." He says.

"I'm going on this tour with you." I tell him and he shakes his head. "That's unhealthy for the baby, Alls. I'm coming home." He says and now I shake my head. "You can't, the tour already started, tickets are sold, can't go back." I say and he sighs. "Please Ally." He says and I give him a sad smile but shake my head again. "I'm not leaving you on that tour bus alone Austin." I tell him and he rolls his eyes. "Ally, trust me, I'd love for you to come on this tour with me but it doesn't work that. You're pregnant. You can't be living on a tour bus. You shouldn't even be living alone but you are anyway." He says a nod my head a little. "I know, I know. I just- I'm gonna miss you." I say, giving him a small smile. "I'll miss you too, Alls." He says and I lean up to kiss him.

"You will be on the phone with me at all times when you're not in concert or rehearsal. On FaceTime so I can see what you're doing." I tell him and he sighs. "Alls really? I'm gonna be fine!" I start crying again. I blame it on the pregnancy. "Ally don't cry please. It makes me upset, okay?" He says but it makes me cry harder. "Please stop cutting yourself. Please, I can't handle it. I need you to stop!" I practically yell. "Ally, please calm down. I'm fine, okay? I'm gonna be fine." He says, rubbing soothing circles on my back. "No you won't! You haven't eaten! Or slept! And you've been cutting yourself! Austin, that's going to escalate into worse things if you don't stop." I say, calming down a bit. I'm not crying but fresh tears are still on my face. I don't bother to wipe them away. "Ally, I'll be fine. That's the last I wanna her about this, okay?" I moan but nod my head in response anyway.

Dez and Trish walk in a few minutes later with dinner. They got McDonald's but Austin and I don't mind. Besides, they somehow got the pancakes from them even if it's for breakfast. Austin eats a little, but not much. I watch him eat his one* pancake, when usually he eats ten. A small tear slips from my eye but I quickly wipe it away. Austin noticed though. "You okay?" He asks and we all turn to him. No one has said a word since Dez and Trish came in. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say and I can tell he doesn't believe me but doesn't push it any farther.

"Hello, Austin, how are you?" The doctor asks, walking inside of the room. "Better." He says, looking toward me and grabbing my hand. "Did you eat?" He asks Austin and he just nods his head, looking town at our hands. "We'll you're being released now, just make sure you get some rest. Make sure you're eating and drinking enough." He states walking out of the room.

"Finally..." Austin says, standing up and I stand up with him. "Will you help me Alls?" He asks grabbing his clothes and heading toward the bathroom. "Sure." I say blushing. I can see Trish holding back her laughs while Dez is probably trying to calm himself. When we get in the bathroom, I untie the back of the hospital gown and I turn him around to pull it from his shoulders. I let out a small gasp of surprise when I see his stomach. I pull him in for a tight hug and he immediately hugs me back. "Please Austin..." I say and he kisses the top of my forehead. "I know, I know. I promise I'll stop everything, I just need some time." He tells me, while I silently cry. I grab his shirt and pull it over his head, careful of his wrist and he smiles at me. A real smile. The smile I haven't seen in almost three weeks. He grabs his pants and pulls them on over his boxers and grabs my hand before we walk out of the bathroom.

We all walk out of the hospital and look at each other. "I guess this is goodbye again..." He trails off and I nod, giving him a hug. "I love you, promise you'll get better. You won't do these things anymore. You'll eat, sleep and drink." I say and he nods. "I promise I'll try to get better, okay?" He asks, slightly rocking me back and forth.

"I love you."

"I love you too..." I say as Dez, Trish and I head in the opposite direction of Austin.