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"Austin, what are we going to do?!" I ask him, as I pace back and forth across our hotel room.

He sighs, "I don't know."

I stop pacing back and forth and walk towards Austin and sit next to him on the bed, "Do you think Dallas would really tell our parents that we're here?" I ask him.

"Well, I wouldn't trust him not to..." Austin replies, "Even if he does, he doesn't know where we're staying."

"Yeah, but if our parents find out that we're in New York, they can just go in every hotel until they find the one that we're staying in. And don't say that they wouldn't do that, because you know how much our parents don't want us to be together," I say.

Austin is silent for a second, before he speaks up, "Well, I guess we'll just have to go somewhere else then."

"Austin, we can't do that. I mean, you're so close to getting that record deal," I reply.

"I know, but unless we want our parents to find us, we have to go somewhere else," he states.

I sigh, "Why did you have to start a fight with Dallas?"

"He started it by kissing you!" Austin exclaims, standing up.

"You caused a scene in front of everyone in the restaurant! You punched Dallas, when you could've just listened to me and sat down and we could've had a nice date. But no, you had to go and make things worse," I shout, standing up as well.

"Don't blame this all on me! You're supposed to be on my side! Yes, I shouldn't have punched Dallas, but he was the one who didn't leave us alone when I asked him to," Austin yells.

"The way you asked him to leave sounded quite rude, and you shouldn't have let him get to you! He was obviously trying to make you angry, and it worked! You embarrassed both of us in that restaurant, and now our parents are going to find us and we're probably never going to see eachother again!" I exclaim, as tears start to fall down my face.

Austin looks at me for a second, before he hugs me. I hug him back, letting the tears fall as he gently strokes my hair.

"I'm so sorry, Ally..." he whispers.

I don't reply, I just continue to cry into his chest.

I wake up the next morning in bed. I'm guessing that Austin put me there last night after I fell asleep in his arms.

We didn't speak for the rest of the night. I just cried myself to sleep. Not because I was mad at Austin, but because I was mad at myself. Why did I kiss Dallas? Why did I have to go and blame this on Austin? It isn't his fault, it's mine. I'm the one who kissed Dallas. Austin was angry at the guy who I cheated on him with, and that's understandable. If he cheated on me with someone, I'd be pretty upset with whoever he cheated on me with.

"Hey..." I hear Austin say, softly.

I look up and see Austin standing next to the bed, holding a tray with a plate of pancakes on and a glass of orange juice.

"Hey," I reply, quietly.

"I made you breakfast," Austin states, handing me the tray.

"You didn't have to..." I tell him, taking the tray from his grasp and setting it on my lap.

"I wanted to," he replies.

"Well, thank you. And I'm sorry about last night. I shouldn't have blamed this all on you," I apologise.

"It's okay. It was mostly my fault. I mean, if I hadn't have punched Dallas, he wouldn't have threatened to tell our parents that we're here. But you know what? I'm not going to let Dallas almost ruin our relationship again. That fight last night was stupid. We shouldn't have started fighting about Dallas; we should just forget about him," Austin says.

"You're right." I look down at the tray of food and I can't keep the smile off of my face, "Of course you'd make pancakes."

Austin chuckles, "They're delicious!"

"I know," I agree, before I pick up the knife and fork that are on the tray and begin eating the pancakes that Austin made for me, "Have you had breakfast?" I ask him, before I take a sip of orange juice.

"Yeah, I had some pancakes before you woke up," he answers.

"Okay."

I continue eating my breakfast, while Austin walks over to the other end of the room and gets our suitcases.

"What are you doing?" I question.

"I'm packing. We can't stay here, Ally. We can't risk our parents finding us," he replies, before he starts packing his suitcase.

"Where are we going to go?" I ask him.

He shrugs, "I don't know."

I sigh, deciding to continue eating my breakfast. I don't want to start another argument with him.

Austin packs his suitcase, before he starts to pack mine.

"Austin, I can pack my own suitcase, it's fine," I say, placing my tray on the bedside table and getting up off of the bed.

"No, Ally. Just shower and get dressed. I'll finish packing and wash up," he tells me.

"Okay," I reply, before I grab a towel and some clothes, and go and take a shower.

Once Austin and I are ready to go, we grab our suitcases and hurry out of the hotel room.

When we get into the lobby, Austin quickly checks us out and hands the woman at the front desk our room key, before we rush out of the hotel.

"Where shall we go now?" I ask him.

"I'm not sure... Let's just keep walking," he replies.

We walk around for about half an hour, before I begin to get tired.

"Austin, can we sit down for a few minutes, please?" I ask him.

"Yeah," he answers.

We sit down on the nearest bench.

I sigh.

"What's wrong?" Austin questions.

"Well, we have nowhere to stay and our parents could find us at any moment," I reply.

"If they do, I won't let them keep us apart, I promise," Austin says, before he kisses me softly.

I kiss back, and when we pull away, I rest my head on his shoulder.

Everything was going right. But now... everything is changing. Austin and I no longer have anywhere to stay, and our parents could be looking for us in New York right now.

That's when a thought hit me.

"Austin, I have an idea..."

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