Austin loves me.

I smiled through my tears as I read through every single entry in his diary. It was almost full, with only one blank page left.

All this time, I thought Austin didn't love me the way I loved him, but he really did.

Wow, who woulda thunk it?

He's loved me all this time, just like how I've loved him. My heart fluttered at the thought of being his girlfriend. Us dating was actually a possibility now.

He knows about my feelings for him and I know about his feelings for me.

So…. what should we do? It's going to be so awkward, since we didn't really part on good terms the last time we met just two hours ago.

Maybe I should just wait for him to come to me. After all, he's the guy, right? And since he knows how I feel about him, he'll probably ask me to be his girlfriend.

His latest diary entry was written just 11 days ago. 11 days shouldn't have been enough time for him to change his 'love' for me, should it? I hope not.

Isn't it funny how good and bad news always come hand in hand? It's just like those good-news-bad-news jokes.

Good news: Austin loves me.

Bad news: Austin hates me now.

Oh paradoxes…

I can only hope for the best.

We haven't spoken much since our 'fight'. I tried to talk to him but he'd ignore me. Trish, Adam and Dez knew what was going on but for the first time, they weren't trying to meddle in our business.

We have spoken though, since I'm the songwriter and I have to be present for rehearsals. I've had to give him stage directions and comments on his performance during rehearsals as well but apart from that, we've had pretty much zero interaction.

Right now, we were on the plane to New York City. Thanks to Austin's celebrity status, we got free air tickets and guess what? We were flying first class! For free! I chuckled as I recalled Brian Regan's comedic speech about traveling first class. That man is gold, I tell ya.

The airline automatically assigned Austin and I as partners (the seats came in pairs) but he decided to swap seats with Trish so he could talk to his twin brother. Leaving his best friend alone… with no one to hold… Well there's Trish but I don't want Adam to think she's cheating on him with me... Ew. So now I'm lying on the cold hard ground. WHOAAAAA OHHH OHHHH. Cue the dying llama noises.

"Could I have some pickles?" I asked an air stewardess. We were served some chocolate muffins and I needed pickles to go with the muffins. I know many people perceive that combination as "weird" (puh-lease, like eating muffins without pickles isn't weird) but I really can't eat anything without pickles. Except cantaloupes, of course, because cantaloupes plus pickles equals tummy ache. The stewardess looked at me like I had pickles growing out of my nose. I wish I did. She crinkled her (plastic) nose in disgust, shook her head, turned on her heels and walked away. How polite.

One of the many perks of traveling first class was the free on-board internet. I always thought we had to switch off all cellular devices on the plane but I guess I was wrong. I took out my iPad and answered some emails from the New York concert promoter, some press peeps who wanted to interview Austin while he was there, and of course Chantel, Austin's biggest fan. Yes Chantel, tomorrow night's dinner date with Austin is still on. No Chantel, you don't have to dress too formally, Austin's only taking you to a small diner. Yes Chantel, you can have photos with him and he'll sign anything for you. No Chantel, he doesn't have a girlfriend.

Once I was done with work emails, I decided to log in to Twitter since I had nothing to do for the rest of the three-hour flight. Since Austin often tweeted back and forth with me, I was pretty popular on Twitter. #Auslly even trended once! In your dreams, people. In mine, too. Austin started off with five million followers but as his popularity dwindled due to his inactivity in the music scene, he was left with seven hundred thousand followers, which is still a pretty good number. I had a hundred thousand followers. Bam! Who knew Ally-Dee was so popular? Damn, I'm amazing.

I had a lot of tweets welcoming our team to New York and also a lot of tweets from fans telling us that they would be at the show and of course, the usual "FOLLOW ME PLZZZZ I LUV U 65468496849."

Umm, how about no.

I turned to my right to sneak a peek at Austin, who was looking right at me. I held his gaze and smiled and I swear I saw a smile creep up at the corner of his lips for a nanosecond. Just a nanosecond – that was exactly how long (or rather, how short) his smile lasted. His smile turned into a scowl as he glowered at me and I rolled my eyes in return. Turning away from him, I returned my focus to my beloved iPad, whom I felt deserved more of my TLC (tender loving care) & attention than Austin did at that moment.

Trish and I conversed for a bit, and I could tell that she was making a conscious effort not to talk about Austin since it was still a sore subject for me. We were talking about college, the hottest subject among all 12th graders since most college applications were almost due. I had applied to the Music University of New York (MUNY) earlier and I received news last week that I had been accepted on early decision. MUNY was my dream school as well as Austin's – we had always wanted to go there together and build up on our music careers there. Since we weren't exactly speaking, I had no idea if he had gotten in.

Trish was planning to go to the University of Southern California (USC) and majoring in the music industry program there, seeing that managing Austin was the only job she had managed to keep for more than three days. Adam was scouted by USC's Trojan basketball team so he was most likely attending USC as well. Dez was applying to the University of California Los Angeles (UCLA) and majoring in film production.

Half of Team Austin would be in the east coast and the other in the west coast for four years. I really can't fathom all five of us being apart for such a long time. What were we going to do with Austin's career? Will we stay friends or will we drift apart?

"We still have eight more months, let's just live in the present and not worry about the future just yet," Trish said when I voiced out my worries to her.

Time flies when you're traveling first class, before I knew it, we finally touched down in New York City.

Standing outside the JFK airport, we took a jump-shot with our arms thrown up in the air and a banner behind us reading 'Team Austin'. I couldn't believe that everything we had worked so hard for was finally happening.

I stole a glance at Austin as we were escorted into our limousine outside the airport. He caught me looking at him and he covered my cold hands with his big warm palm and stroked my hand with his fingers.

"Everything's finally falling into place, Ally," Austin whispered as he engulfed me in a hug and pressed his warm and moist lips against my cheek, which soon became soaked in tears.