Chapter 15: How He Made Me Feel Better.

Austin had phoned into work, and told them to cancel all his meetings for today, and probably tomorrow. Ally was still asleep on the bed, and he kept going in to check on her every ten minutes, he didn't want her to wake up alone. He had called his mom, and told her what had happened, and she had given him advice on what to do.

He had, had time to reflect on what he had done. It was normal for him to jump to conclusion, he had his dad's temper, which he hated, so much. It's just he hated the thought of Ally ever doing something like that to him, so he had gone into defense mode.

He didn't get why she put up with him.

He walked towards his bedroom, and pushed the door open. Ally was sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes. Austin walked in, and made his way over to the bed. He sat down on the edge, and watched her carefully.

She looked afraid.

"I'm not going into work today," He said, and she brought her knees up to her chest.

"You didn't have to do that," Her voice was croaky, and it sounded very sore.

"I did," He replied. "I know it's going to be hard, but I want to help you through it."

Ally sighed, and she rested her chin on her knees. She stared at him with watery eyes, and he knew that she needed the support to get through this.

"I'll be fine," She whispered. "I always am."

"Ally, it's okay to grieve," He grabbed her hand, and squeezed it gently.

"The last time I grieved my mom married another man…now she's dead I don't want to grieve, because the only person I have left is you…and I don't want you to go," Her voice broke, and Austin kissed the back of her hand.

"I'm not going anywhere," He assured her, and she looked back at him with a blank expression.

"You thought I'd actually kiss someone else…you seemed to believe your ex-girlfriend, over me…that hurt," She pulled her hand out of his, then placed it over her heart. "Right here."

"Ally, I'm sorry-"

"I'd never do that to you…I'd give you a chance to explain, over everyone, I would believe every single word you say," She explained. "I know you struggle with your temper, and your possessiveness, but I want to be happy…and you do make me happy, I can deal with your temper, because believe me when you know what buttons to press, I have the worst temper in the world, but I can't deal with the possessiveness…it makes me feel like I'm property, and I'm not…I don't belong to no one."

"The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you…I've never had a relationship like this with anyone before, with Kira and all the other girls, it was always just…"

"Sex?"

"Yes, that's all it ever really was. I didn't have any connection with them, I didn't care about them-"

"You care about me?" She asked, and Austin nodded his head.

"Of course I do...I told you about my sister, you've met my mom, you've met my dad, and you didn't leave me after, and you're one of the first people I've met that haven't wanted to be with me, because I'm rich, if anything, that was the reason you didn't want to be with me, and that makes me happy. I like that you are self-driven to achieve things for yourself, earn your own money, and to make it on your own. All those other girls were extremely high maintenance, I mean extremely. I love the fact that you turn up to work half asleep and half dressed, but you still look beautiful, always."

"Hm," Ally blushed, and buried her face in-between her knees.

"C'mon," He grabbed her hand, and pulled her gently off the bed. He guided her out of the bedroom, and over to the piano.

"What?" She looked at him with a perplexed look and he smiled.

"When my sister died, my mom and I always used to play the piano, it helped sooth the heart," He explained, and a small smile appeared on her face. She took a seat, and brushed her fingers along the keys. "Are you hungry?" He asked, and she nodded her head.

Austin began to make her something to eat, and Ally began to play a tune on the piano. She began to play the one that both her mom and dad had loved listening to, and it brought a sad smile to her face.

She didn't get why she deserved this. Had she sinned in any sort of way? Yes, she had the tendency to not think before she spoke, but she didn't deserve this, not one single bit. She carried on playing, then her eyes landed on Austin.

I don't know if I can trust him.

She got that he had a bad temper, and she knew that it hurt more, because he had gotten it from his dad, but she didn't deserve to be on the receiving end of most of his outbursts. Again, it just wasn't fair. Nothing seemed to be fair nowadays.

The melody soon changed into a sad slow one, and Ally felt her heart sink in her chest. Things were going to be different now. She knew that her mom cared for her, and it killed her even more that she'd probably be buried in England, so she wouldn't be able to visit her grave.

Austin placed a plate down on the top of the piano, and she stopped playing. "Thank you."

Austin sat down next to her on the bench, and watched her as she ate the sandwich. She took tiny bites, and refused to look him in the eyes. Ally wanted to ask Austin so many questions, but there was too much going on. There were worse things going on in her head.

"Ally, I said I'm sorry," Her eyes finally landed on his, and she put the plate down on the piano.

"I know you did, and I forgive you-"

"But?"

"There's so much going on in my head, and I don't know if I can trust you," She admitted, and she watched his jaw tighten.

"I want to help you get through this, and I want to be here for you, isn't that enough for you to trust me?"

She shrugged her shoulders, and she turned away from him. "I'm going back to bed."

Ally walked off, and Austin watched her go. He ran his hand through his hair, and un-clenched his jaw. He quickly got to his feet, and followed her, not wanting to let her go to sleep not trusting him.

"Ally," He reached out and grabbed her wrist. She turned to look at him with a blank expression. He stepped closer to her, then cupped the side of her face. "I know you're hurting, believe me, I do. But please, Ally, don't shut me out. You need to trust me, I need you to trust me. What happened with Elliot...I know I messed up and jumped to conclusion, but you can't tell me that if someone showed you a picture of me kissing another girl, that you wouldn't immediately lash out. I know that you would've knocked my ass to the ground in an instant...Trust me, please, I need you to trust me."

"Can we talk about this after I'm done mourning," She whispered, then grabbed his hand. "C-Could you just...hold me."

Ally looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, and he nodded his head. They both climbed into bed, and she snuggled into his side, draping her arm over his stomach. She nuzzled her head into his chest, and took in a sharp breath. Austin pulled the sheet over them, and he placed his hand on the back of her head, twirling brown locks around his fingers.

"What was it like?" Ally spoke up. "When your sister died."

"It sucked. Badly. I miss her all the time, but I knew that I had to move on, and I knew that things would get better. It's what drove my dad over the edge, and it steered my mom towards drinking. I hated how I couldn't do anything to make them feel better. Both of them argued almost everyday, and they told me to go find some friends to play with, because I was becoming a problem. That was when Dez moved in next door to us, and he helped me get through it all. That's why he's my best friend, I'd be nowhere without him. My mom soon got sober, and left my dad. She wouldn't stop apologizing for every horrible thing she'd ever said to me, and I knew she felt bad about it all. She still does now. My dad just disappeared, and the only time he does appear is to get money from the business, or to supply his other dodgy businesses...I'm just glad he's not in my life anymore, I don't like seeing him...I don't like seeing that I'm becoming him..."

Ally hand curled around his shirt, and she looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest. "You're not him."

"I am," He replied. "I'm just like him."

"But, you care about people. He doesn't! Have you ever kidnapped me, then tried to offer me money to leave someone? No! I get it, I really do understand that you hate your temper, because it reminds you of him, but everyone has a temper. I have a temper! Dogs have tempers! If you keep thinking you are like him, then you will almost definitely become him!" She was yelling by the end of it, and slamming her fists against his chest. She was sat up, towering over at him, her hair falling in front of her eyes. "You really think if you were like him, that I'd be sitting here right now."

Austin sat up, and he tucked her hair behind her ears. She was staring at him with such passion and fire in his eyes, that it made his heart beat faster. His hand rested on the side of her neck, and he brushed his thumb along her jawline. She took in a staggering breath of oxygen, and he watched her bite down on her bottom lip.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?"

"You may have mentioned it once or twice," She mumbled, and he leaned down, gently pressing his lips against hers. Her small hands rested on his chest, and he stroked her cheek with his thumb.

He pulled away, then kissed her forehead. They lay back down, and Ally wrapped herself around him. She thinks about her mom, and her dad. She thought about what she was going to do next. But what she did know was that she wanted Austin with her, forever.

AN: Hi! Sorry about the wait. The past couple of days have been very crappy, and I've been ill, so I wasn't in the mood for writing, but I wanted to get something up for you quickly. The big chapter will be coming up in three chapters, and it's going to be where my main plot for this story takes off :) Thank you to everyone who reviewed, and I hope you review this one. If any of you reading this, also read Salvation I will have a new chapter up by Sunday, I promise!

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