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How to Break a Bad Boy: Updated Version

This version of our previously published handbook, How to Break a Bad Boy, includes a new step, along with tips about how to date a former bad boy (and how to keep him wrapped around your finger). Please read our first handbook before this continuation.

Step 11: Become His Girlfriend

"Austin," Ally said, leaning against her doorframe, "it's two a.m. What are you doing here?"

"You're in love with me, and we kissed, and I forgot! How could I forget?!" he exclaimed, seeming fully awake. Ally rubbed her eyes as he reminded her of that afternoon's events.

"You forgot what?" she asked sleepily. Austin looked at her like she was insane.

"To ask you to be my girlfriend!" Ally yawned.

"We were busy making out," she said absently. "Honest mistake. Look, can we do this tomorrow? It's two a.m. As in, two in the morning. As in, way too early for either of us to be up."

"I told you it was inevitable," Austin said with a smirk, crossing his arms smugly."

"Yeah, mmhm, whatever you say. How're you even awake?"

"You're awake," he told her.

"Not really," she replied. "You're like a hyperactive puppy on a sugar high, I swear."

"It was keeping me up, okay?!"

"Mmhm. As much as I love you, I also love sleep."

"Right, sorry," Austin said. "So…will you be my girlfriend?" Ally nodded, her eyes drooping.

"Mmhm, sure." Austin grinned.

"Yay! Love you, Als." He cradled her neck with one hand and pecked her lips. It woke her up just enough to say goodbye.

"Mmm, love you too."

"Goodnight," he said, flashing her one of his famous smiles.

"Yeah, goodnight. Don't let the…sweet dreams…bite," she said, waving at him. She heard him chuckle as he picked her up bridal style. She wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled into his chest.

Between the rhythmic beating of Austin's heart and the slight sway she felt as Austin walked, Ally fell asleep before they even reached her room.

This step is obvious: you have no doubt fallen in love with your bad boy, and he has no doubt fallen in love with you. The only thing to do is become official-he just has to remember or work up the courage to ask you.

Tips for Dating a Former Bad Boy

1. Keep him on his toes.

"Austin," Ally said sweetly, walking up to her boyfriend in the hallway.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Do you know what day it is today?"

"Uh…Tuesday?" he guessed.

"Yes, but what day is it today?"

"The twenty-fourth?"

"Yeah, but what else?" Austin shrugged.

"Free the Whales Day?" Ally rolled her eyes.

"No! It's our two day-aversary!" Austin blinked.

"What?"

"We've been together for two days, ya dimwit!" she exclaimed, swatting his shoulder.

"Yes-good counting job!" he said, giving her a thumbs up.

"Wait…" Ally said, looking hurt. "You didn't get me anything?"

"Was I supposed to?" he asked, opening his locker to grab a few books. Ally nodded.

"Duh. There's the two day, then the one week, then the two week, then the one month, then the two month, then the six month, then the yearly!" Ally exclaimed.

"Whoa, whoa, slow down. I can hardly remember a few vocabulary words, much less all these dates!"

"So you really have nothing planned for today?"

"Well…we have a study date…" Austin said. Ally sighed.

"I can't believe this," she said, looking more hurt. Austin looked at her.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I-I didn't know. Look, for our one week or four day or whatever is next, I'll plan something extra special, okay?" he suggested, taking her hands in his.

"Like our first date?" she asked bitterly.

"I'm trying to make it perfect!" he said.

"Austin, maybe this isn't gonna work," she told him.

"Whoa, hold on a sec!" he protested.

"You didn't even realize it was our two-day-aversary! How am I supposed to date a guy who forgets so easily?"

"I didn't know two days was that important!"

"Of course you didn't," she said, amping up the hurt. "Maybe it's a sign that we aren't meant to be."

"Ally, c'mon, don't say that!"

"Well, what am I supposed to say?!"

"'Austin, I love you?'" Austin suggested. Ally sighed and shook her head. "C'mon, Als. You know how much I love you. Dumb, lovesick puppy, remember?"

"I dunno, Austin."

"Don't break up with me. Please!" The hurt look suddenly disappeared from Ally's face.

"Okay," she said with a shrug. She leaned up to give him a light kiss on the lips.

"Wh-What?" he asked when she pulled away. She grinned.

"You really think I care about anniversaries?"

"Um…yes?"

"Austin. It was a trick."

"A…huh?" Ally rolled her eyes.

"Just keeping you on your toes. I'm not breaking up with you. Calm down." Austin sighed in relief.

"Never do that again," he said, pulling her into him for a hug.

"No promises," Ally replied.

2. Make sure everyone else knows that he's yours.

"Hey, Austin," Tiffany, the head cheerleader, said to Austin in the hallway. She gave him a flirtatious giggle.

"Uh, hey…?" he said, raising an eyebrow. Ever since the whole Ally-telling-the-school-all-his-secrets thing, no one in the popular crowd really liked him anymore. In fact, they treated him almost as bad as they treated Ally. But yet, here was Tiffany.

"Long time, no see," she said. Austin adjusted his backpack strap.

"We're lab partners," he reminded her.

"We are?" He nodded.

"Yeah. You're usually too busy sleeping though."

"Oh," she said. "Anyway, I just wanted to apologize for how mean everyone's being." She gave him a forced pouty face and he fought the urge to roll his eyes.

"Mmhm. Well, bye!" he exclaimed beginning to walk away.

"Wait!" Tiffany shouted, grabbing his arm and pulling him back towards her. "We should hang out sometime!"

"No, thanks," he said, turning to walk away again.

"Why not?" she asked, pulling him back.

"Well, I don't really like to associate with the cheerleaders and jocks anymore."

"But we're popular," Tiffany said with a confused expression.

"Yes. You are. And if you haven't noticed, I'm not."

"You could be, though! Just dump Dorkson and I'm sure they'll let you back in!" she said excitedly. Austin put his hands on his hips, knitted his eyebrows together, and pursed his lips, wondering how one girl could be so stupid.

"Now why would I wanna do that?"

"Because you'll be popular again!"

"Popularity isn't everything," Austin said. "I'm happy with my girlfriend."

"Yeah, right." Austin rolled his eyes just as Ally walked up. "Speaking of," Tiffany said, giving Ally the coldest glare she could muster while still wearing her fake smile.

"Austin?" Ally asked, looking up at him with a question in her eyes.

"Ally, you know Tiffany," Austin said, taking Ally's hand. Ally nodded.

"Of course I do. How could I forget the genius behind the flooded backpack prank?" Ally said, clearly unimpressed. Austin smirked at her confidence. "What're you guys talking about?"

"Jealous?" Tiffany snapped.

"Why would I be jealous?" Ally asked. Tiffany grabbed Austin's free arm and snuggled into him. His face showed a mixture of a get-this-thing-off-me look and a help-me-before-I'm-contaminated look. "Newsflash, Tiff," Ally said mockingly. She put one hand on the back of Austin's neck and pulled his face down to hers, pressing a kiss to his lips. Tiffany was forced to let go.

They didn't kiss for too long-Tiffany was still there-and Ally was the first to pull away.

"Austin's my boyfriend," she said.

"Yeah," Austin said, trying to have the same air of confidence and snappiness his girlfriend had. "I'm her boyfriend." In reality, it was just a bit pathetic. But it worked.

"Dorks," Tiffany said snottily, rolling her eyes and walking away.

"Pfft, I think she's the dork," Austin said. "Think of how painful it must be for her to know she can't have me." He sighed and smiled. "I hope she suffers."

"Austin?" Ally said sweetly. He looked down at her. "I know you wanna help and all, but I think I do the overprotective girlfriend thing just fine on my own." Austin frowned.

"But I like making sure people know that I wanna be with you just as much as you wanna be with me. If I don't, what if they spread rumors and stuff that you're, like, forcing me into the relationship or something?"

"So?" Ally said. "I know you wanna be with me, and that's what matters. I just want those other girls to quit trying to make moves on you. Clearly it isn't gonna work."

"No it is not," Austin agreed, kissing her nose. "My eyes only see you, love." Ally smiled.

"I know."

3. Be patient with him.

"Ally, I can't do this," Austin said decidedly, pushing the textbook away from him. "I don't get it and I never will."

"Austin, did you even look at the problem?" Ally asked from where she was sitting next to him.

"Yes! The square root of d equals w plus x minus pi times thirteen cubed," he said. Ally sighed.

"It's the square root of b equals m plus x minus pi times thirteen cubed," she corrected him.

"It is?" he asked, squinting and looking at the page. "That is definitely a d and a w."

"It's b and m," Ally said.

"Well, what does it matter? I still can't do it," Austin said.

"You've been sitting here for five minutes. You aren't even-" Ally stopped herself and sighed, knowing how touchy Austin was about this. "You can do this, Austin," she said instead. "I know you have it in you." Austin looked at the page again.

"I don't even see what I'm supposed to do."

"Solve for x," Ally reminded him.

"Yeah, but-"

"Read the directions." Austin looked up at her. "You'll never get over this if you don't work at it, Austin." Austin stared at the page intently, resting his chin in his hands.

After about a minute, Austin groaned loudly and slammed the book shut.

"This is hopeless," he said. "I'm as dumb as everyone says I am, and I can't change it or fix it."

"That's ridiculous. You're smart and you know it."

"If I'm so smart, then why can't I do one of the simpler problems from a math class you took two years ago?!" he exclaimed. Ally rubbed her temples.

"Just because things are harder for you, it doesn't mean you're not smart. It just means you have to work harder," she said calmly for the millionth time. She felt like a broken record.

"And that I'm dumb."

"Quit being so negative. I know you can do this if you'd just-where're you going?" Ally asked, watching as he started walking out the door to her balcony.

"Party at someone's house. Wanna come?"

"Austin, no."

"No what?" Ally took his hand and brought him back inside.

"No parties," she told him. "You have three tests tomorrow."

"All of which I'm gonna fail."

"Only if you don't study. Which you won't if you go to that party." Austin sighed and sat back down at the desk.

"Can we do math later?" Austin asked. Ally nodded and moved the math book to the ground.

"What do you wanna do?"

"English," Austin said immediately.

Ally wasn't sure why, because it seemed to be the hardest class for him with his dyslexia, but Austin's favorite subject was English. He seemed fascinated with all the literature that existed in the world. He was always deeply interested in whatever book, play, or poetry they were required to read, despite his difficulty reading it. He seemed enthralled by all the different genres and writing styles of different time periods. He just loved English.

Ally took a deep breath to calm herself; she knew the next hour or so would be taxing on her patience and energy. While her boyfriend loved English, he was the type to try to give up if he didn't get something right the first time, and that tended to happen a lot.

"Okay, what do you have to do?" she asked. Austin dug around in his backpack and held up a book.

"Read the first act of this and be prepared to write an essay on it tomorrow."

"Austin, how long have you had to prepare for this test?"

"Four days," Austin said, squinting at the back of the book. "But it's short, so I figured I'd just wait till you can help me." Ally took another deep breath.

"Of course. What book is that?"

"It's a play. Romeo and Juliet." Of course. Shakespeare. Old English, also known as the toughest type of writing Austin was required to read.

"Alright, well, you better get started." Austin nodded and walked over to Ally's bed, making himself comfortable. She sat next to him, using her binder to write on for her homework. He opened the book and started to read.

"Ally?" he said, not three minutes later.

"Yes, Austin?" Ally asked, not looking up from her own homework.

"What's this say?" He showed her the book and pointed to the word he was struggling with.

"Try to read it," she instructed him.

"I did," he reminded her. She gave him a look and he sighed. "Uh…com…comi…" he tried.

"Continuance," she finally told him.

"Oh. I-I would've gotten that," he said. She nodded, though she knew he didn't actually believe it.

"I know you would've," she said.

"Thank you."

"For what?" she asked.

"Believing in me and dealing with me." Ally smiled a bit.

"I could say the same to you," she said.

"We're over that," Austin reminded her, knowing she was referring to the little…bump in their friendship.

"I know. You're welcome," she said in response to Austin's thanking her.

"You're the best girlfriend a guy could ask for." She smiled.

"That's only 'cause I make you pancakes when you finish your homework or get above a C on a test," she said. He grinned.

"That's a plus, but I'm serious. I don't thank you enough for tutoring me and stuff."

"Really, don't worry about it. I like spending time with you."

"That's a relief," Austin said. She chuckled. "I love you."

"I love you, too," Ally said, leaning up to give Austin a chaste kiss on the lips. He was smiling when she pulled away. "Now get to work."

4. Stand up for him.

"Hey, Moon," Dallas said, walking up to Austin in the hallway. Austin ignored him and tried to walk past. "I'm talking to you." Dallas stopped him.

"And I'm not talking to you," Austin replied. He tried to walk away, but yet again Dallas stopped him.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Why? You may have kicked me out of your group, but I'm still stronger than you," he reminded Dallas.

"At least I can read," Dallas fired back. Austin's eyes darkened and his fist clenched. Fortunately, his girlfriend walked up before he did something he'd regret.

"Everything okay?" she asked, giving Dallas a distasteful look.

"If you call the nerd dating the idiot 'okay,'" Dallas said. Ally rolled her eyes.

"Obviously he's smarter than you, since he can actually hold an intelligent conversation instead of talking dumb sports stats with guys and making out with girls," Ally said. Austin chuckled.

"Hey, I'm not the diseased one," Dallas said again. Austin's fists clenched and his jaw set, but Ally took his hand. She glared at Dallas.

"Could've fooled me. You make me sick." With that, she dragged Austin away.

"I could've stood up for myself, Als," he told her.

"I know, but he would've kept provoking you until you punched him or something and you would've gotten in trouble." Austin tried to argue, but found that he couldn't. He sighed.

"Thanks."

"Don't thank me. You'd do the same for me." He nodded.

"Except I wouldn't have left Dallas conscious." Ally chuckled.

"Mmhm, I know."

5. Make sure he knows you love him.

"Hey, Ally?" Austin asked, looking over at her from where he was sitting on one of the swings at the park.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Why do you love me?" Ally tilted her head.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I was so mean to you, and now I'm so clingy, and you're so much smarter than me, and I'm so much to handle, and you're too good for me. How can you love someone like me when you deserve so much more?"

"Austin, no. I love you and that's that."

"But-"

"Stop it," Ally said. "You being so down on yourself is hurting me."

"Why?"

"Because I love you and I don't know why you can't accept it."

"Because you're a good girl!" Austin exclaimed. "And I'm not a nice guy."

"Austin," Ally said, getting off her swing and pulling Austin off his, "you are the sweetest, nicest, smartest, most perfect guy I have ever met." She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked up at him.

"You could do so much better though," he said, frowning.

"Austin, I learned this a long time ago. There will always be someone better. No matter what. But you are who I want to be with, and you are best for me, okay? I don't care how many Harvard graduates or lawyers or doctors are out there. I want you and whatever you become." Austin wrapped his arms around Ally tightly. With her head pressed against his chest, she could hear his heartbeat. "I love you," she mumbled into his shirt. His heartbeat quickened.

"I love you, too."

6: Remind him of how much he loves you.

"That outfit looks familiar," Austin said with a chuckle, eyeing Ally in her pink dress. The pink dress.

"Does it?" Ally asked, twirling in the hallway.

"Taking my breath away yet again," he said teasingly. "So why're you dressed all fancy?"

"What, I can't wear a dress just for fun?"

"Not unless you're teasing me. What'd I do?" Ally giggled.

"Nothing. It's just fun to see the look in your eyes."

"What, love?" Ally nodded. "I always look at you like that, Als."

"I know, but…it's more obvious when you're thinking about it." Austin rolled his eyes.

"I may not think about it, but I think you look a lot better in one of my sweatshirts and jeans. Although every once in a while a little change is nice," he said. Ally chuckled. "But seriously. Don't dress to impress me. I'm already in love with you, Als."

"I know…" Austin tilted his head.

"Something's wrong." Ally sighed.

"You'll think it's stupid."

"Ally, what did I do when you came to me crying about that stain on your homecoming dress?"

"Bought me a new one…" she said.

"I don't think any of your problems are stupid. Shoot," he replied.

"It's just…I'm Austin Moon's girlfriend. You may not be 'popular' anymore, but you're still the hottest guy in the school. You don't even know how many girls tell me I'm not pretty enough or hot enough and sometimes it gets to me. I guess I'm just trying to live up to the expectations."

"Ally," Austin said, taking both of her hands, "you are beautiful. I don't care what they think, and you shouldn't, either. They're jealous, and the only expectations you need to live up to are your own." Ally sighed.

"Thank you." She rose on her tip toes and kissed his cheek. He smiled down at her.

"I love you. Always will."

"I know. I love you, too," she replied. Austin moved to rest his hands on her hips. He kissed the top of her head, then her temple, then her nose, and finally her lips.

7. Trust him-he'll do anything to protect you.

"One party," Austin said. "Just one."

"I don't do parties, Moon."

"C'mon, please? What's the worst that could happen?" Ally gave him a look and he rolled his eyes. "I won't leave your side. You'll be fine."

"Promise you won't leave me?"

"Why in the world would I leave my own girlfriend to fend for herself at a party where there could be drunk guys that find her attractive? I'm not an idiot."

"Could've fooled me," Ally muttered. Austin gave her a blank look and she realized the subject she just touched on. "I'm kidding. You know I'm kidding."

"Yeah, whatever. So are you coming or not?"

"I guess. On one condition."

"I hate when you say that." Ally smiled.

"Take me to that new movie."

"The chick flick?" Ally nodded and Austin groaned. "Whyyyyy?" he whined. Ally put on an innocent face and rocked from her heels to her toes and back again.

"You know…" she said, "I heard there's a pretty long make out scene, and you know how couples are in chick flicks during kiss scenes." Austin's entire demeanor suddenly changed.

"Oh how I love your conditions after you explain them," he said, kissing his girlfriend's cheek. She giggled.

"I know you do."

"C'mon, let's get to the party."

"Wait, I have to change!" Ally said.

"Why?"

"I can't go to a party in a t-shirt and jeans. That's insane!" Ally exclaimed.

"But you also can't go in one of your little 'Austin teasers,'" Austin told her.

"Hey, that's what I call them!" Ally said with a giggle. Austin gave her a look and she cleared her throat. "Well, isn't that the kind of thing girls wear to these parties?"

"Yes, but that's to attract guys to them. You know, people didn't only love you because you broke me. You were also incredibly hot. I mean, you still are, but, well-"

"I get it," Ally said.

"Right. Anyway, the point is, I don't want guys any more attracted to you than they already will be." Ally sighed.

"Fine. Only 'cause those dresses are super uncomfortable." Austin chuckled.

"Yeah, I know. Let's go." He took her hand and they headed out to his car.

When they walked into the party, Ally immediately looked like she wanted to leave.

"Why are we here? It's scary and-"

"I won't leave you. C'mon." He led her over to the dance floor and held her hands, swaying to the music.

She looked uncomfortable already, but with all the bodies pressed against her and the smell of sweat and alcohol intoxicating the air, she looked even worse.

"Austin," she said, looking extremely frustrated and unhappy when she was pushed into him yet again. He swallowed and sighed.

"Alright, so dancing isn't your thing. Come here." He took her hand and led her outside.

She took a breath of the fresh air and sat in one of the lawn chairs, watching as a few drunk guys chased some girls around the yard. He sat next to her.

"I'm sorry," he said. She sighed.

"It's better out here," she replied.

Just then, one of the drunk guys sauntered up to them, looking at Ally hungrily. She bit her lip nervously and Austin stood up.

"Touch her, and you'll be in a hospital till New Year's," he said menacingly. The guy put his hands up.

"Hey, man, no need to be like that. Just came to say hi."

"Yeah, go say 'hi' to someone else," Austin said. The guy frowned and stumbled away.

"Thanks," Ally said.

"Don't mention it. You look like you're ready to go home." Ally sighed.

"I'm sorry. I tried, I really did, but parties just aren't my thing, and-"

"Ally," Austin interrupted, chuckling. "I didn't expect them to be your thing. You tried for me, and that's more than I ever expected. Let's go." Ally smiled a bit and kissed his cheek before following him out of the party.

8. Be careful of his temper.

"Austin, c'mon. Read the book," Ally said for the millionth time. "You love English and reading." They were in her room, and she was trying to get him to do his homework.

"I don't wanna read," Austin said. "It's too hard."

"Babe, you haven't even looked at it!"

"Yes I have. I can't do it."

"Austin, you're not even trying!" Ally exclaimed. Austin froze and she inhaled sharply, realizing her mistake the second those words left her mouth.

"You think I'm not trying?!" he asked.

"Of course I think you're-"

"Well, clearly you don't!" he interrupted.

"Austin, c'mon-"

"You're just like the rest of them!" he shouted, standing up from her bed. "I should've known."

"I didn't mean-"

"Just shut up, Ally!" Austin yelled. Ally winced and shut her mouth. "I am trying! You know how hard it is for me!" Ally bit her lip. Austin sighed and rolled his eyes. "Go. Talk."

"It slipped out." Austin scoffed. "Austin, I know it's hard. That wasn't what I meant. I'm sorry." Austin rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, whatever Ally," he said. Then he started packing his stuff into his backpack.

"What're you doing?" she asked.

"Going home," he replied. Ally sighed and ran a hand through her hair.

"Austin-"

"Don't," he said, looking her in the eyes. She bit her lip.

"I don't want you to leave," she said quietly.

"And I don't want to stay," he replied coldly.

"Austin, I'm sorry," she said.

"I am aware."

"Am I forgiven?" she asked. He shrugged and she frowned. "Are you breaking up with me?"

"Not unless you want me to," he replied. She sighed in relief.

"But you're mad at me."

"Correct. But I still love you just the same." He threw his backpack over his shoulder and started to walk out.

"I love you, too," she said. He stopped and turned to look at her, giving her just the slightest hint of a smile.

"I know," he said. And with that he walked out the door, leaving Ally slightly confused, slightly relieved, and completely guilty.

9. Know that he'll always forgive you.

Ally sat at lunch on Friday, still feeling guilty and upset about what happened with Austin. Yes, he still loved her, and yes, they were still together, but he hadn't actually forgiven her yet, nor had he talked to her in since Monday.

She hadn't even seen him all day; they didn't have any classes together and she heard from Dez earlier that he went home for lunch.

So, feeling the unfortunately familiar guilt eating away at her, she got up from her lunch table and started her old walk down the hallway.

Honestly, she wasn't even surprised when she tripped over someone's legs. But that didn't stop her from yelping and letting out a breath when she felt strong arms catch her.

"Three times? I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose," Austin said, letting go of her. She blushed.

"Your legs are sticking straight out in the hallway and I've been too busy thinking to pay attention to the ground," she said. "Dez said you went home for lunch."

"Because I have been for the past couple days. But I didn't today."

"But you still didn't eat with me." He shrugged. "Are you still mad?" He shook his head.

"No, I'm not mad anymore," he said.

"So you forgive me?"

"I'll always forgive you," he told her, pulling her into him. She hugged him tightly.

"Good. I love you."

"I love you too, Als. Sorry for exploding the other day. I know you didn't mean what you said."

"Sorry for saying what I said. I know you're trying your best." Austin pulled away from the hug and pressed his lips to hers gently.

Neither of them went back to lunch.

10. Never let him go.

It was the day Ally had been waiting for since before she could remember. She was finally graduating.

Along with her boyfriend, who no one believed would actually graduate except her.

"I can't believe all this. We actually made it," Austin said as they looked around the crowded football field. Then, quieter, he said, "I actually made it."

"Of course you made it," Ally said, smiling up at him.

"It's hard to believe in yourself when you're dating the freakin' valedictorian," he said. But he smiled down at her. "I'm so proud of you."

"I'm so proud of you," Ally replied, leaning up to peck his lips. He smiled wider.

"C'mon, it's starting," he said, leading her to her seat. "I'll talk to you after, okay?"

"When we're officially high school graduates," Ally said with a grin. He nodded.

"Yeah, that." He waved and went over to sit in his own seat.

After two hours of hearing a bunch of random names and watching a bunch of random kids get diplomas, the graduation was finally over. Austin caught up to Ally in the crowd of graduates.

"We did it!" he exclaimed, hugging her and picking her up. She giggled.

"No more high school!" she exclaimed. Then she frowned. "We're going to two separate colleges…"

"I know," Austin said, sounding kind of sad. "But we'll stay together. The college I'm going to is only, like, three hundred miles away from yours."

"That's around a six hour drive."

"I'd make it every weekend if it meant seeing you."

"Aw," Ally said with a smile. "You're sweet and cheesy."

"What would I do if I told you I was about to do something even cheesier?"

"I wouldn't believe you. The only thing cheesier than what you just said would be if you were to like propose to me or something, which we both know is something you don't wanna do for a while."

"What's your opinion on it?" he asked her.

"Well, I know we're gonna last forever, so no pressure but it's all on you for when you're ready, buddy," Ally said, patting her boyfriend's chest.

"Okay. And what if I told you that I have a diamond ring in my pocket and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you?"

"I'd say get on one knee and give me that ring, Austin Moon," Ally said, her voice starting to shake slightly.

Austin chuckled and got down on one knee, pulling a ring box from his pocket and opening it to reveal a gorgeous diamond ring.

"So," he said with that charming smile of his, "you wanna marry me or what, kid?"

"Seriously?" Ally asked, her voice still shaking a bit. "That's how we're gonna tell our kids you proposed? That's gonna be our story?"

"Mind you, our story involved you shattering my heart at some point."

"Minor details," Ally said. Austin rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. My leg is cramping. Please just say yes." Ally crossed her arms and turned her nose up. "Ally, people are staring." She shrugged. "You're unbelievable," Austin said. "Fine. Ally Dawson, you've turned my life inside out and upside down and even though it occasionally makes me feel like throwing up"-Ally shot him a glare and he smiled up at her adoringly-"I wouldn't wanna have it any other way. I'm so in love with you it hurts and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?" Ally giggled, a few tears in her eyes.

"Now, was that so hard?" she teased.

"Dawson-" Austin warned. She smiled.

"Call me Moon."

Austin grinned and stood up, slipping the ring on her finger. She jumped into his arms, pressing her lips to his as he caught her and spun her around. He set her down, keeping their lips connected, and pulled her as close to him as possible.

And then people started cheering.

The newly engaged couple jumped apart in surprise and looked around at all their cheering classmates. Austin kept an arm around Ally's waist and they laughed.

"Remind me to never propose to you again," Austin told his fiancée, rolling his eyes but unable to wipe the giant grin from his face. "You really like to make me work, Moon." She giggled.

"Yeah," she replied, holding out her hand in front of both of them so they could look at her ring. "But you love it."

"You are by far the biggest pain in the butt I have ever met," Austin said. Ally looked up at him and smiled.

"Yeah, I love you too."

Thank you for reading our updated version of How to Break a Bad Boy! We hope our extra step and tips have helped you in your relationship with a bad boy. If you have a friend or family member in a situation like yours, you may want to refer them to one of our other guides: How to Break a Good Girl, How to Make Over a Nerd, and How to Love the Heartless.

This has literally my favorite ending that I've ever written...It's like my baby. Anyway, I really hope you guys liked it! If you did like it or didn't like it or anything in between, please review! Thanks for reading, and I love all of you SOOOOO MUCH!

~Maddie :)