Author's Note

I knew I would miss a day. But this time I have an excuse. I schools kicking me in the ass, as well as work. Then I had to go to town and didn't get back until late, therefore cutting my writing time down. Well enough of that.

Disclaimer: Nope.

Chapter 2- That kind of book

The excited brunette clumsily undid her seat belt and rushed out of the long forgotten Taxi. She was home. And she was ecstatic about it. She grins widely at the familiar door that she had walked through so many times before.

"Ally Dawson," An amused voice said, the smirk on their lips creeping into their tone.

All turns around at the voice, and her eyes lit up like a light bulb in delight. "Austin!" She exclaims, tackling him in a bone crushing hug, knocking the air right out of the boy. Not that he minded. He missed these little quirks that she had. That's what made her Ally.

"It's nice to see you too," He chuckles, melting into the hug. Ally had to admit it; Austin gave the best hugs in the world. He was like a cuddle teddy bear.

"I missed you," She mumbles into his chest, inhaling the memorable scent of a fresh summer breeze, that was still manly, know as Austin.

"I missed you too," He smiles, squeezing the small girl, and embracing the moment.

"Well it's nice to know that I don't get a hug from my only child," A voice interrupts their moment. They both turn their towards the source, to find Lester Dawson watching fondly from the front door.

"Dad," All smiles, running over to greet he father with another hug.

"Feeling the love in here," Dez comments, struggling to balance 4 different bags at once.

"Dez!" Austin exclaims at the sight of his best friend since forever, and runs over to him.

"I would hug you, but I'm being crushed like a bug under these bags," He chokes out.

"I did too." He defends, still short on breath.

"Here's an idea. How about you drop the bags, and hug your best friend who you haven't seen in months," Austin suggests, as Dez drops the bags and give his friend a bro-hug. Ally smiled at the reunion. The only thing that would make it better was if Trish was there.

"Trish!" Ally exclaimed, happy to be finally reunited with her outspoken friend. She engulfs her in a tight embrace, which Trish happily returns. Though this was a one off, if anybody came near her, they would be nursing a sore arm. Ally was just lucky that she missed her so much.

"You're finally here! It took you long enough," She smiles, dismissing herself from the huge hug she had received.

"It takes time to come to Miami from New York," Ally reasons.

"Yeah, but I miss my best friend. Plus I need your help, and as my maid of honour, you are entitled to help me do the hard work."

"Of course. But can we go out to eat. It was a long journey, and I am hungry," Ally asks, her grumbling tummy emphasising her point.

"You do know that we are here too," Dez points out, gesturing to Austin and himself.

"I know you're there. And why are you two giving me a hug?" She asks, opening her arms for another embrace with her friends who she missed so much. This was another exception, especially for the red head that she despised when they were younger. Yes, she even missed him too.

"Congratulations by the way. Who would've thought that you would be the first to get married?" Dez says half heartedly.

"I'd be more surprised if you ever get married bozo," Trish retorts with the same light tone. Ally couldn't help but think how great it is to be back together.

"Where are we eating?" Austin asks after their hug is over.

"This Italian restaurant that opened a year ago. I think you'll like it," Trish smiles.

Soon the four of them went on their way to the little restaurant for some lunch. When they arrive at the small building with a sign that read 'Gino's' , they walk in and find themselves a table. After being greeted with a warm smile (particularly toward Austin) by the waitress and handed menu's, they take a seat and ponder about what to choose.

"It feels so weird hanging out like this again," Ally sighs. It feels just like old times.

"I know right. But it feels so familiar," Austin agrees.

"It's like having a massive déjà vu," Dez continues.

"I'm just glad the gangs back together," Trish finishes.

"Yep. The reunion of Team Austin!" Ally chirped happily.

"Well Austin has a whole new team now don't ya," Trish directs at Austin, nudging him over the table. "So how is it going in the almighty city of Los Angeles?" She asks the now sheepish blond.

"Well it's not that scary, since I have lived there since I was 19, so 3 years. And it is going well. After your wedding I'm going to start on my new album,"

"That's awesome! I'm so proud of you!" Ally gushes. It seems like only yesterday to her, that they were all just 15 years old and helping their friend on his chase for his crazy dream to rise to stardom.

"Well what about you? You're starting your last semester at Juilliard! That amazing," Austin points out.

"And Dez too. NYU. None of us expected that," Trish points out.

"Well you shouldn't under estimate me." Dez replies with a smug smile.

"Yep. What he lacks in brains, he makes up for with his kookiness and creativity," Ally says smiling warmly at her crazy friend.

"I don't know whether to feel offended or flattered," He says half heartedly in reply to the girls comment.

"That reminds me, Dez, would you do me a big favour using your creativity, and do the photography for my wedding?" Trish asks, dismissing Dez's previous comment.

"I'd be delighted to!" he exclaims. "We could talk about it over dinner if you want,"

"I don't mind if you do it now," Ally interjects. "it would save you some time," she reasons. The actual reason why she suggested it was because an idea popped into her head, and she was itching to write it down. And being the polite person she was, she would feel rude doing so in the middle of a conversation.

"And it's fine by me." Austin shrugs, not to bothered by the idea of his friends having a private conversation about wedding stuff. That kind of wasn't his forte.

Truth be told, he hadn't thought about marriage in his future. With all the craziness of his career, his mind hasn't exactly been on settling down just yet. Besides, he had no time for anything serious. Between all the recording, interviews, photo shoots and tours, he had no time for a girlfriend.

However, that didn't suppress his needs. Yes, you heard it here, Austin Moon had turned into a player. But it wasn't like he was exploiting the women, they threw themselves at him. And he just took kindly to their offers. Despite it not changing his personality drastically, he had become known as a womaniser.

One the other hand, Ally had not changed through out the years much. Sure, she had become more 'developed', for a lack of a better word, over the years, and both her mental and physical self had matured. But under that, was still adorklable Ally, who could help but charm you with her enthusiastic personality.

The petite girl pulls out her beloved leather bound book, that over the years has become warn-out, and slightly tattered, but to her, it was a precious as ever. You might as well call it her autobiography, not that she'd let anybody read it. In it held her every thought, secrets, things she would only keep to herself. That was the reason she guarded it with her life. Because in a sense, it was her life, only in the form of words.

Austin looks over at Ally with a gleam of amusement in his eyes. She really hadn't changed much during the last couple of years. "Old habits die hard," He chuckles, gaining the engrossed girl's attention.

"I guess so," She laughs, momentarily placing down her pen.

"Still writing me songs then?" He asks, amusement still evident on his voice.

She rolls her eyes in return. "Nope. You got professionals for that now." She points out. "In fact, I haven't written a song in years," She sighs.

"Really? That's a shame," Austin replies, a hint of disappointment in his tone. "So you're just using it as a diary. You were writing quite vigorously in there,"

Ally raises an eyebrow at his choice of words. "Someone's been reading a dictionary," She accuses, slightly impresses. He shrugs, with a smug smile on his face. She rolls her eyes and continues. "If you must know, I am writing a novel," She confesses. He had been the first person whose she's told. But then again, he was the first one to ask. Austin was always bold like that.

Austin raises a surprised eyebrow. This is the first he's heard about her wanting to be an author. Not that he's had a lot of time to catch up with her."Wow. Is it about a handsome teenaged rockstar who befriends a shy but talented song writer and they become the worlds greatest duo?"

Ally chuckles at the idea "That sounds ridiculous. Like anything like that would happen in real life," She says, sarcasm laced in her words. Austin joins in with her laughter. They're story was one to tell their grandchildren.

"But to answer your question. No. It is a romance novel. But I'm kind of at a loss for ideas." She sighs. She really has no ideas how to write about something like that, especially since she hasn't had that experience.

"Maybe I can help," At Austin's suggestion, Ally flushes. If He knew what he would have to help her with, then maybe he wouldn't have offered.

"No thanks," She declines abruptly, clearing the suggestion out of her mind. That would just be awkward for them.

"Why not?" He whines. "I thought that because we are such good friends, we got past the point of having secrets,"

The hurt look in his eyes made Ally's heart drop in almost a split second. It wasn't that she didn't trust him. More that she was immensely embarrassed. An upset Austin, was not an easy one to be around. His puppy-dog eyes bore into your soul so you can't help but feel the least bit guilty.

"It's not that. It's just that, I don't think that you help would be of much use to me." She says cautiously.

"Aww thanks," He says in a sardonic voice.

"I don't mean I like that!" She exclaims, trying to spare his feelings. "It's just that you, as a person, won't be of much help in this particular situation. It's not because I don't want your help." She tries explaining carefully.

A look of realisation sweeps across his face as he mumbles a little 'oh'. "Is it lady problems?"

Ally flushes again. "Not particularly," She replies, looking over at Trish and Dez, who were deep in conversation.

"Then why can't I help?" Austin whines.

"Because it's a sexscene," Ally explains, mumbling the last part so it was incoherent to Austin.

He cocks and eyebrow in confusion. "What?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowed.

"It's asexscene," She mumbles again. Austin just gives her another bewildered look. She grunts in frustration and pulls his head down so she can whisper in his ear.

"It's a sex scene," She hisses in his ear quietly. His face dawns in a mixture of realisation and shock. Ally sinks back into her seat, and hides her face in embarrassment.

"So your writing one of those books," Austin says, surprise clear in his voice.

"What do you mean 'one of those books'?" She asks, a hint of offense in her voice.

"I don't mean it a bad way. It's just that 50 shades of grey sold more books than Harry Potter,"

"Did it really? No way,"

"Yep. I mean, it's just like a paper version of porn,"

"No it is not," Ally protests in her defence. "It is showcasing sex as the passionate bond that people share. Not some craze that men are addicted to."

"Whatever," Austin sighs, not wanting to start a war. "Why are you struggling?" He asks regarding her earlier problem.

"Well I haven't exactly got lots of experience. I don't have any in fact," She mumbles the last part. Austin gawks at her in shock for a second.

"What about that Ethan guy?"

"Elliot," She corrects him. "Well, we are on a break," She explains, making Austin wince. Even he then that was a bad sign.

"So you haven't..." he trails, not wanting to make the moment any more awkward than it already was.

"Nope. I just feel like I would regret it one day,"

"So you don't love him?"

"I used to think so. But now..." She sighs "I'm not so sure," She say resting her head on her propped up elbow.

Austin nods in understanding, although he's not sure what he's suppose to tell her. Should comfort her? Tell her there are plenty of fish in the sea? He's never been good with communicating his feelings. So he was not of much help right now.

Ally glances at him over her hand. "I bet you think I'm a wimp for still being a virgin, huh," She in directly asks.

This makes Austin feel taken a back. "Um...No. I actually think it's pretty admirable that you haven't given in to the pressure if you're not ready."

This time it is Ally who is shocked. She expected him to make fun of her. But this just made her blush, and avoid eye contact with him, and looking over to her other friends, who are still engaged in a big discussion.

"Why can't you just have sex with someone you care about with out all the romance stuff?" She says absentmindedly. "Not having to worry about whether he truly loves you, or just wants to get in your pants. Or the pressure of feeling like you are torturing your partner by not putting out. It would make life a lot easier."

Austin raises his eyebrows. He didn't expect those words to come out of Ally Dawson's mouth. What happened to 'sex being a special bond between two people'?

"Don't look at me like that. It's just that I would be more at peace if I knew that I lost it to someone I trust, and know I won't regret."

The same thought flashed through both of their minds. And because of it, they both blushed a bit and avoided eye contact. They both knew that Ally was describing someone like Austin, who has been her faithful friend for many years, and whom she trusted her life with.

Plus he wasn't bad looking. He was a sex god for crying out loud! And that attraction has always been there. She just buried it, with great struggle, in the back of her mind, and played it out as friends.

Austin was the first one that dared to break the thickening silence. "You know my offer still on," He says with a smug smile in his face, making Ally's cheeks burn a dark shade of crimson. Trust Austin to joke his way out of an awkward situation.

"And I still decline," She replies, though she wants the chair to miraculously swallow her whole.

Austin lets out a light hearted chuckle, relieving the tense air between them."I was joking," He reassures patting her back. She lets out a big breath that she had unconsciously been holding in.

"Don't say stuff like that!" She exclaims hitting his shoulder.

"But seriously. Don't fret. You're a smart girl. It'll come to you,"

"Aww, thanks Austin," Ally smiles.

"Right! Enough business talk. I haven't seen you guys in forever. Let's have a massive catch up," Trish declares. The three of them gladly agree and catch up on the crazy happenings of their lives.

So they are reunited. I prefer writing in 3rd person. It's just more descriptive. Anyway.

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Until next time.