SO I'VE UPLOADED MY SECOND PART OF MY FIRST TWO SHOT WITHIN A WEEK, SOMEONE PRAISE ME.

i am usually not this responsible. but instead of hanging out with my family i finished writing this, YAY.

To Madison: You think Austin is cute and hot? So do I. *bro fists you*

And to the Guest that said I liked TMI: YES. OH MY GOSH OH SO MUCH.

so, the ending might seemed rushed because it totally is, and i think this one wasn't as good as the first one BUT SOMETHING IS SOMETHING.

Like the literal sentence, something is something.

Algo es algo.

After both Austin and Ally have left, Trish made me put all the clothes that she threw out in the rampage of finding Ally an outfit, back into Ally's closet, I would've done it originally but after a few minutes of folding and just not getting into the mood I stuff them all in and close the closet door hastily.

"So!" I plop myself right next to Trish on the couch, she was on her phone doing something, turning to me to give me a deathly glare. What is her deal? It's not like a spilled a smoothie on her new shirt or something; that was yesterday. It's time for her to do like Frozen and build a snowman. "What should we do?"

Trish raises an eyebrow at me, "I thought you were sleeping over at Austin's."

"Yeah, but Austin's out with his new girlfriend and so he just wants me to wait for him." I pout, sticking out my lip and everything but Trish just scoffs and rolls her eyes.

"Well, you can't stay here. I'm sleeping over at Ally's."

"But Ally isn't here."

"Doesn't mean I can't take advantage of it," she snorts and gets comfortable on the couch, flicking the TV on with the controller that was on a lamp.

"What am I supposed to do till they come back?"

"Dez, you can do so many things. But just not here."

And that was the end of the conversation which included Trish physically kicking me out of Ally's house. That girl should leave managing and go into football because lady has one strong leg.

There wasn't much that I could do and wanted to do, mostly I was picturing how it could be going for Austin and Ally on their date, even if they had only left fifteen minutes ago, but I was jumpy, I really wanted them to be back together so I can finally use my team Ally shirts again.

The fact that they could pull something that made the date a lot more awkward than it should be made me cringe. When Austin is nervous he isn't as smooth as he could be, he was more… slippery.

Especially when you put butter on his entire body; that boy can slide through a full hallway with one single push.

Ally wasn't much better, though, her awkwardness is slowly fading away, thank the Everlasting Cat, but it's not always that good, sometimes it feels like going down a hill with roller blades on, you want to scream.

I hope Austin doesn't scream in her face, it would suck if I wasn't there filming it.

But then it came to me.

Their date

I could watch them on their date.

I'M A GENIUS.

Austin told me it was in the beach down south because less drug addicts or something, so by now they could've already gotten there and gotten comfy, it's perfect! I'll hide from the distance and if anything too awkward or humiliating happens I can film it and put it on MyTewb!

AUSTIN MOON SCREAMS IN GIRLS FACE.

I can see it now.

When I finally get to the beach, it seems empty except for two people just cuddling on a picnic blanket, but I can't seem to find Austin and Ally anywhere, even though I saw Austin's car in the parking lot.

I'm really disappointed his parents never got him that fire truck, or that ambulance we both wanted. That would definitely stand out between all its peers.

So I stand there watching the couple for a bit, questioning if I should ask them to see if they've spotted Austin and Ally but when I walk closer to them, I noticed something about them, that I hadn't noticed before, not their blonde hair or the brunette curls, cuddling together but the fact that THEY WERE EATING CHOCOLATE STRAWBERRIES.

What kind of devious people eat dessert before the meal? It's absolutely un-constitutional, completely and utterly out of question, I'm going to give them a piece of my mind.

Wait, did I say blonde hair and brunette curls? I was here waiting to see Austin and Ally on their date, I can't get distracted with these monstrous creatures from the Loch Ness, so I flip my hair and walk away.

I give a whole walk through the beach, before I finally spot Austin and Ally sitting in the place where the same couple was sitting earlier, and I see them sitting next to each other and laughing as they eat pancakes.

Normally, I would have some idea on how to approach this, for I am very skilled in the stalking-dates arts, for one, I used my technique of "stalking" (which is a strong word for this, because I do not do this with malicious purposes unless Austin pulls something and I can upload it to MyTewb, then it's totally malicious. (Malicious sounds like delicious, so that word can't be bad. Dang it, I should have brought my word of the day toilet paper, because I can't remember the definition.)) With Chuck when he used my Panini press.

I still regret lending it to him. I had to put it in the washing machine for it to clean it from his Chuck germs, then it stop worked after its wash, and so did the washing machine, suspiciously… I blame Chuck, to cause all these malfunctions right after I lend it to him.

Unbelievable,

So I look from the distance, camouflaging myself with some sand that I lay on my back and I become one with the beach, one with the sand, one with shard of glass digging into my hip, one with the spider crawling across my hand.

Wait.

I stand up and begin to shake my hand off like Taylor Swift recommends me to, and tried to avoid screaming but the slight squeals still manage to escape my mouth as I juggle looking at Austin and Ally and trying to get this six legged bug off of me, as the spider comes off my hand as I go to step on the foul beast; I realize it was just an ant.

Oh, six legs. Right

At least I didn't overreact.

The couple still didn't notice me, fortunately, so I set up my camera with the tripod and wait for them to do something fascinating or something ridiculous that could turn into the next "cinnamon apple" phase.

But they just sit there basking in each other's presence and evermore looking in each other's eyes, talking about stuff, and holding hands. Sweet and all, but since I'm not close enough to hear anything, it's like a very repetitive silent movie. At least en Le Voyage Del Amour, Nina didn't mouth to Pierre that she loved him until after he proposed to her and gone against his father.

To entertain myself, I drag myself closer; close enough to hear and to have a camera, but clearly noticeable if they actually would turn around. Like, c'mon I could totally come up to them right now and steal Austin's phone from his back pocket if they actually stopped for a second and turned around, but I guess I'll resort to phone stealing later.

Switching the camera on, and focusing on them, I overhear their conversation as much as I can.

"Is this weird? It feels a bit weird." Ally scrunches her nose, while Austin chuckles.

"I guess it is a bit different now, we've been with other people, and we grew up a bit. It's weird but, that's the good part, we have something we fought for and honestly, I'm really happy."

"I know,"

Everlasting Cat does this girl say anything else. I love her, I really do, but c'mon now, I thought she was the writer in this whole relation/partner/friendship.

"You're my best friend, through it all. No matter what happens with this. We're still best friends, promise?" Ally holds Austin's hands in hers,

"Yeah, I promise."

"Because honestly, it's just when I'm with you that I know that I don't have to be anything but myself, because you're what I'm not, we're exact opposites but that's how it works, that's how it all started with us, and I never want anything else with us."

I may implode right now, or cry. It feels the same way.

"It actually started when I stole your song."

Ally laughs and hides her head in his shoulder, before picking it up and looking at him begrudgingly, as she plays with his freakishly long fingers of his. "What a way to ruin the moment."

"We can't be mushy gushy too long, it gets kind of tiring."

Ally hits his with her hand and Austin laughs, they start play fighting each other, like little kittens racing through meadows of sunshiny fields of daisies and long grass while trying to bite each other and I'm just the momma cat who watches over them and licks their head when they're done.

Because I told them no licking, and I'll be damned if anyone does any licking besides me.

After their play fight is over, they just begin talking and talking about things I'm not interested in like "Austin, I think someone's watching us."

Pf, what a paranoid girl, the only person that's been here the whole time has been them and me, and that's about it. I believe I would've noticed if there was someone stalking us that weren't an occasional drunk or night-time jogger.

Oh, that means me.

Leaping out of the way, and military crawling myself back to some place where they can't see me, I reassure myself that they haven't when Austin stands up and looks around blindly, not seeing me thanks to my ultra-camouflage with the darkness.

So both of them go into the water, IN THEIR CLOTHING, phew, I don't have to worry about that, fortunately because I'm not giving him my pants this time, Ally can give hers to him, even though they might not fit. But they're tights, they all fit, right?

They keeping puppying in the water, having water fights and Austin grabbing Ally and twirling her, the whole romantic works of the thing, him tossing her in, and her successfully shoving him in most of the time, sadly I can't see much from the distance so I trust the zoom from my camera.

And honestly what a moment to zoom in on when Austin and Ally kiss.

And kiss.

And kiss.

And kiss.

And kiss.

And they're still kissing

And it's been like more than eighteen seconds, that's three Vines already.

And, whoa, forget their singing careers why aren't these kids professional divers or something, they're fucking naturals because I swear they haven't been breathing for the past few minutes.

They pull away, and I have the temptation of yelling out "FINALLY." And start clapping.

If you're asking yourself if I did, I'll proudly respond that no, I didn't. I slapped one hand on my mouth and sat on the other.

Now they just keep looking at each other goofily, wrapped around each other like sloths clinging onto trees as they fall asleep, because they seem to literally have the same pace as a sloth.

Both of them walk into the dry land again, and since they were smart enough to g into the water with their clothes on, they had nothing to keep them warm so Austin grabs their picnic blanket and tosses it around their shoulders in the attempt to keep them warm.

My camera battery tells me it's dying, and I had no replacements for it I had to unfortunately shut it off, but nothing much was happening. Austin and Ally were putting some things back in the picnic basket trying not to drift too far away from the other because the picnic blanket was their only source of warmth.

I hold the camera in my lap, simply observing them now as I watch Ally pick up their basket and look at Austin lovingly before trying to slip on her flats; fortunately those weren't ruined with salt water.

Austin wraps his arms around Ally's shoulders and starts whispering stuff into her ear, they both scrunch up their nose at whatever he said and then I wish I had my camera.

Austin sneezed on Ally's face.

He is never going to live this down with me.

I stuff my fist into my mouth to avoid laughing out loud and looking at Austin and Ally's mortified faces, Ally with germs on her skin and Austin because he literally sneezed on his girlfriend.

I kick the sand and I try to gasp for breath while he tries to make it better by smoothing his hand over her face several times but she just ends up slapping his hands away and cleaning her face on his wet t-shirt, rising it up a little for his whole stomach is exposed.

And honey, I don't blame you.

Man, I got to call Trish to tell her this.

I pull out my phone and dial her number, and I hear a cell phone ringing from several feet away.

After the great sneeze incident, along with me finding Trish hiding in some bushes, the great date was finally over and Austin was to drive Ally back home.

And both Trish and I scrambled to get there before either of them actually got home without us there first.

Trish took her car and I took my own before pulling out when Austin and Ally were still slowly walking into the parking lot and getting in their own car, once again, as slowly as they possibly could, which was irritating.

You see each other every single day, the date went well. You're back together. MOVE ON.

I drive away and both Austin and Ally are staring at me, incredulously, when I check the frontal mirror.

Did I just say that out loud?

Oh well, it's not like Austin wouldn't have found out on me laughing at his sneezing incident. That was too good to ever let go of. He should be grateful my camera stopped working and that I can't post anything on MyTewb.

Austin's arrives to his place twenty minutes after I get there, and he just crosses his arms and looks at me, expecting for me to say something.

"It's your fault really."

"How is this my fault?"

"You told me where the date is, did you really expect me not to pull something like this?"

"You didn't the first time!"

"Well, I needed something to do! And I wasn't going to just sit here while my OTP was out there frolicking in the water—we need to talk about that, by the way, I said no to that—and sneezing in each other's faces."

"You saw that, damn it," he swears and throws himself on the chair next to me.

"You're lucky I didn't record it."

"You recorded our date." Austin deadpans.

"Uh, you didn't?"

"Of course I didn't, Dez. I was with Ally, did you see me fumbling with my camera."

"Whenever Ally looked away you adjusted your lap a bit, so I really can't say."

Austin's eyes go wide as saucers and his skin goes red as my hair, he mumbles something about playing video games and he plugs in his TV and his Xbox, handing me a controller without even looking at me and sitting back down on his chair.

Well. I do like video games.

But I wanted to finish this.

So... uh, if you liked this? I don't know, review? Tell me on twitter? My twitter is LaurasParachute, for y'all that want to see me alive or something.

"Basia coquum," Simon said. "Or whatever their motto is."
"It's 'Descensus Averno facilis est.' 'The descent into hell is easy," said Alec. "You just said "Kiss the cook."
"Dammit," said Simon. "I knew Jace was screwing with me."
― Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls