Hey everyone!

This is a story I've been working on for a while now, and I decided it was time I posted it!

So here it is!

This story is inspired by Taylor Swift's song Enchanted. Hopefully you'll read this chapter and think it's worth it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift or anything else that isn't mine.

Enjoy!

Ally stumbled over her shoes as she made her way around the crowd. Her carry-on weighed like a ton of bricks. Ally had just stepped into the arrival gate. She scanned the crowd for an opening so she can zip past them. She had just landed in New York, going on a little vacation. Her dad had let her take two weeks off from work. Sure she'd miss Sonic Boom and her dad, but heck, this was New York. It was where dreams came true.

Ally looked at the people as the crowed moved her with it. After a lot of stumbling and moving, she reached the exit to the lobby of the airport. Grunting as someone stepped on her foot, she mumbled something and made her way over to the baggage claim. She scanned the bags going 'round and 'round and finally found hers. Pulling it off the moving rail, she clicked the wheels in place and began to pull the black luggage behind her.

Ally watched as an elderly couple fought over which suitcase was whose. She stifled a quiet laugh and made her way to the airport doors.

Pushing the doors of the airport open, she stopped to take a look at her phone. The flight had taken off and landed early, lucky for her. She glanced around the city. The Big Apple sure was a beautiful place. A little chilly too. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to go to New York during her winter break.

Ally shivered.

Pulling her coat up, she shivered again and started to roll her bag down the path, as the crowd surged forward at that exact moment. She trudged along the chilly path as the wind blew her brown curls out of place for a moment.

Ally came to New York looking for somewhere to make her big musical break. She had been writing songs and was a 'prodigy' as she was told her whole life. Even her dad encouraged her to make New York an option on her vacation.

Ally stopped and pulled out her phone once more. She knew someone in New York who could help her. She scrolled through her many contacts before resting her eyes on the person she texted day and night with. The one person who was almost as excited as she about her being in New York. Speaking of, shouldn't she be here already? Here to greet Ally?

"Hey, it's me. Where are you?" Ally spoke into her phone. Her breath came out in clouds of vapour.

"Turn around," was all Ally got before the line went dead. Ally frowned.

Ally turned her body around, shifting her coat ever so slightly, but it was no use. The breeze had gotten through. She blinked in the direction in which she had just turned. In an instant, her ears were attacked by squealing, coming from her Latino friend standing just a few feet away.

"Trish!" Ally exclaimed. Leaving her luggage, Ally ran towards her friend as she did the same. The two girls hugged and jumped and squealed. There was just a mass of hair and tears and happiness for a few minutes. Wiping their eyes, the girls talked over what had been going on in their lives. Text messages and calls didn't cover every detail of their lives.

Trish was wearing a what looked like a massively warm coat with a fur hood. Her legs were covered in a cheetah-print style pair leggings. She wore thick winter boots as she jumped around with Ally wearing slightly less warming clothes. She huffed as Trish's body heat left her.

"So, I heard your dad let you come to New York to find your big break, hey?" Trish said. Ally nodded. "About time!" Trish exclaimed. "You're way too talented to be wasted in Miami!"

Ally blushed. "Trish. Making it in music is like, a one in a billion chance," she sighed. "But of course I'll try. Although, I think the most important thing is that we're going to have the best two weeks of our lives!" Ally and Trish both started screaming and jumping up and down once again.

Trish led Ally to her car in the airport parking lot. Trish played some music as she drove Ally back to her place.

They reached the hotel in no time flat since the streets were almost deserted. Which was odd for New York. Ally looked out the glass windows of Trish's old Honda car. The city was glowing with life and frantic people.

Trish pushed the doors of the hotel open and nodded a greeting to the lady at the desk. Ally gave her a shy smile. Trish had requested for her to have a room key as well. Ally stumbled back out to Trish's car to grab her suitcase. Ally rolled the wheels out and began to start her journey up the stairs.

Lugging her luggage up the stairs of the hotel, Ally groaned as she dropped the contents of her carry-on all over the stairs. Ally kneeled down to pick up her book first. It contained all her private thoughts and songs. She quickly stuffed it in her bag before passerbys who stopped to help picked it up. Ally picked up here wallet next, then her mini-compact.

Oh great! The top broke.

Whatever.

"Here, let me help you." Ally looked up to see a red-haired dude about the same age as her. Despite the cold, his bright purple jacket was unzipped. Inside he wore a colourful shirt with an alpaca on it. His neon orange pants didn't go easy on the eyes either. The boy picked up Ally's phone.

"Oh cool! You like Jackson Lowe?" The redhead asked. Ally nodded, smiling a bit. Her phone case had his face with an autograph on it. She had gotten the piece of merchandise when Jackson came to Miami a few years ago. Luckily, she had also gotten it signed at the meet-and-greet. She had kept the same case because she never bothered to change it. Not that she minded anyways.

Jackson was a legend.

"Yeah, he's pretty cool," she stated. The boy nodded and handed Ally her phone.

"I'm Dez, by the way," he said casually. "Maybe you've heard of me in some of my latest work." Dez looked off into the distance and smiled to himself. Ally stood there in the uncomfortable silence.

"Sorry, Dez. I haven't heard of anything you've..." Ally actually didn't know what the redhead did.

"Directed," he concluded. Dez smiled. "It doesn't matter! Anyways, I gotta go! Bye!" And with that Dez raced down the flight of stairs and out the lobby door.

Ally finished picking up the last of her things before she slapped herself in the forehead. "Should've taken the elevator," she murmured to herself. Giving her suitcase one final pull, Ally stumbled into Trish's apartment. Huffing she kicked the stubborn suitcase into a neater form before turning to look at Trish.

"Wow Trish. Looks like you've given the place a makeover." Trish nodded happily. Trish had couches which were leopard print with matching footrests. She also had a small coffee table with a nice fruit basket that said "Congratulations!" on a card that was attached to it.

"Congratulations?" Ally giggled as Trish shrugged. "Crashed a wedding. Table said 'Help yourself' and this was on it." Trish's logic wasn't exactly incorrect. Ally nodded approvingly. "Anyways, unpack your things in the extra bedroom while I make us some dinner?" Ally agreed and went to go unpack her things.

Trish's extra bedroom hadn't been spared. The whole mattress was covered in a zebra print cover and blanket. Sighing, Ally unpacked her things carefully and put them away. When she was finished, she changed into something more comfortable; just a simple, rugged old bang t-shirt and some tights. She pulled her slippers out of her bag and slipped them on. Tucking the suitcase under her bed, she walked over to the window that overlooked the city.

New York was elegant at night. The lights that illuminated the streets shined upon the people doing after Christmas shopping. The whole scene was breathtakingly beautiful. Ally watched as some kids played in Central Park not so far away. They were smiling as their breath came out in cold puffs of air.

"Ally! Dinner!" Ally groaned. Trish wasn't the best cook there was. Ally turned her back away from the window and opened the door into Trish's main apartment. Trish has set the table decently; bowls, spoons, forks and napkins. Ally eyed the main dish. It looked to be on the radar between salad and macaroni.

"Don't worry. I've gotten better at cooking. Promise," Trish said. Ally nodded and smiled encouragingly as Trish scooped some dinner onto her plate. Ally did the same.

Ally didn't exactly expect her first night in New York to be so full of vomit.

...

Austin paced back and forth, waiting for Dez to return. Dez said he was going to walk Carrie back to the apartment after their afternoon brunch.

He ran a hand through his blonde hair as a breeze rippled the quiet afternoon scene. Austin had tagged along with Dez and Carrie for a trip to New York. Dez was working on his 'next big project,' and Carrie had another modeling gig. And he? He was just Austin tagging along on a trip.

"Austin!" Austin snapped his head back to find Dez running up towards him. Dez wore his favourite alpaca shirt today, which Austin thought was fitting for the day. Dez always had an assortment of shirts to wear. When Dez reached Austin they did their handshake, finishing it with the famous 'what-up' they were known for.

"What up, Dez?" Austin said. Dez smiled at him.

"Well, I walked Carrie back like I said and then I helped this girl pick up her stuff that was everywhere. I mean I wonder why she'd want to pick up that stuff anyways. That purse of hers was horrendous," Dez sighed. "People and their fashion choices these days, ugh!"

Austin swore he saw the alpaca on Dez's shirt blink.

Austin chuckled. "Well you did a good thing, buddy." Dez nodded. "You wanna go do something fun now? Something like video games at the arcade?" Dez nodded vigorously as the two high-fived and he gave out a small 'whoop.'

...

"AWESOME!" They both shouted. They were bashing zombies into oblivion at an increasingly fast speed.

Austin shot another zombie into dust as Dez rolled out of nowhere and began to whack the undead with a chair.

Where he got the chair was still a mystery.

...

After playing all the games they could, Austin and Dez made their way back to the apartment when a crowd of people and flashing lights bombarded their view of the hotel. He and Dez both tried to push the crowd out of the way so they could make it back to their homes for the next few... however long the movie took to make.

"What's going on?" Austin called over the crowd to Dez who was a little ways ahead of him. Austin elbowed someone accidentally as he caught up to Dez who was on his tippy-toes.

"I can't see," Dez muttered in defeat. Suddenly the crowd went wild. The screaming of the people and the flashes intensified.

"JA-HAKS-UN!" The crowd roared in both boys ears. Austin looked up to see his favourite rockstar staring back at him.

"No way!" He yelled to Dez who looked just as awestruck as he was. They both had their mouths wide open, ready to scream.

"JACKSON LOWE!" They both yelled at the same time. Jackson was performing a concert in New York in three days. In the meantime, he was staying at their hotel. Austin and Dez jumped up and down excitedly. They'd be the first to purchase tickets to this show. There were no bigger fans than them.

The two boys excitedly took out their phones and started snapping away with the crowd. Of course this was the first time they had ever seen Jackson in person. Austin nodded to Dez, giving him a knowing smile before he turned around, his back facing Dez. Dez hopped on as Austin grunted and stood upright, helping the already-so-tall Dez get a better view of the famous Jackson Lowe.

And there he was! Jackson covered his eyes from the bright lights as he pushed his way into the hotel. Jackson had sunglasses on to block the light.

Jackson stopped for some pictures with fans and to sign some things before his bodyguards pushed them away. Jackson was apparently going to a 'meeting.'

Whatever that meant.

"Jackson! I'm your biggest fan!" Dez screeched. Austin grunted as Dez started shifting around, making it impossible from Austin to withstand his writhing form. Jackson turned towards Dez and yelled.

"ROCK AND ROLL!"

Dez nearly fainted.

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