Okay yay here's part two! Sorry I split it up into two parts. And shout out to Hey Monday, who I don't own, for breaking my heart and not really existing anymore, but I used some lines from their song 6 Months in here so look it up and weep.

I do not own Austin & Ally.

I'll always need you. The words echoed in Ally's head for the rest of night, and Austin could tell. As they watched the movie, Ally kept a worried look on her face and his heart sunk. He didn't want her to think that he was trying to guilt trip her into staying. He didn't want to be the reason she'd throw away this opportunity; he didn't want her to resent him later. And he didn't want to be the reason for her what ifs in life.

Once the movie was over, Dez and Trish started to say their final goodbyes to Ally. Trish started crying. The trio gathered in a group hug while Austin hung back and leaned against the wall and waited to walk her home.

Dez and Trish (finally) let go, and Austin and Ally left the music store in silence. He watched her as she read every sign of every store. She was trying to remember how everything looked so when she came back next year, she'd know what had changed. She wished she could do the same with Austin.

They finally made their way out of the mall and onto the sidewalk; the streetlights illuminating their path. She watched his legs move in sync with hers. She hopped over cracks on the sidewalk, like she'd been doing since she was a young girl. She saw Austin smile at her eccentric tendencies. She loved that he loved those little things about her.

They turned a corner, and Ally could see the tiny beacon of her porch light in the distance. But she didn't want it to end.

"Why did you stop walking?" Austin asked, a few paces ahead. He turned around and went back to her, noticing how her eyes were wide and gazed into his. He reached his hand up, almost involuntarily, to swipe a strand of hair behind her ear. His thumb shakily brushed against her cheek, but he never took his eyes off of hers.

"I hope you don't think that I'm perfectly fine leaving. I'm hurting just as much as you are. But," she closed her eyes, "but it's only a year. And I thought maybe you guys could visit during spring break, at least." She opened her mouth to continue rambling, but Austin just kept smiling at her, and she was confused. She felt brand new like she had worked her way into someone else's life and she had to learn how to speak all over again.

"I meant what I said, you know," he spoke softly. Ally's eyes shifted down, and for a second he wished that his words never left his mouth.

"Austin," she said, begging for him not to continue. "I'm going, okay." She grabbed his hand, which was still peacefully cupping her face and pushed it away.

"I'm not trying to guilt you into staying, I swear. I want you to go. I mean, this is more than just a chance. You've already gotten it. This is like, your moment." He desperately wanted her to believe him. "I know this sucks, so much, it really does," he rushed out, "but you're going to love it. And you'll come back, and I'll still be here, I really will be."

"But you'll never grow as an artist if you don't write your own songs," she yelled. She backed away from him, and his eyes widened. She hated everything right now. She was Ally Dawson; she wasn't supposed to get angry like she was right now. But she hated how she was leaving. She hated how much it wounded her to see Austin's heart break. She hated how she doubted him when he said nothing would change. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and tucked her head down to walk past him, but he caught her arm, swinging her back around.

"Ally, do you think that's all you mean to me?" His hand gently squeezed her elbow, and she would've burst into tears all over again if she had any left. "Of course I want you to always be my partner, but you're so much more than that. Why can't you see that?"

"Yeah, we're friends okay. We'll be friends forever. I know," she finished bitterly, and Austin's breath hitched in his throat. She shrugged his hand off of her arm again, although she didn't step away. She crossed her arms, and kicked an imaginary stone with her toes.

"Well," but he couldn't finish. Ally's gaze flew up to his, and his hand rubbed the back of his neck. Everyone thought he was this really confident guy, but not around Ally Dawson. Her doe eyes could stop his heart in a beat. "We are."

The rest of the walk home was silent. He walked her up to her door, and told her he would see her tomorrow morning before her flight. She went to bed that night full of regrets.

Austin held onto her for dear life, ignoring Lester's demands to let her get in line. He'd hugged her before, but this one was different. It wasn't that he was afraid he'd never see her again, because he knew he wouldn't let that happen. He was just going to miss her so much. He didn't know how to even explain how he was feeling; like he was hanging upside down for too long?

His head pounded and his heart felt like it was going to burst through his ears, but he didn't let go of Ally. Not until she looked up, brought his head down to her, and kissed him on the cheek. And then she gave her dad a hug and walked away.

It was now January, and Ally was back at her school after spending Christmas break in Georgia with her relatives. She had sent Austin, Trish, and Dez Christmas presents, and they sent ones back, and she missed them. She really did. She knew it would hurt, but now that she was living it… It was real.

Austin gave her a new guitar since she had picked up the skill at her new school. She still loved her piano, of course. Nothing could replace the sound of those keys, but strumming this guitar reminded her of Austin. So she played and played.

"Months going strong now, and no goodbye
Unconditional, unoriginal
Always by my side
Meant to be together
Meant for no one but each other
You love me, I love you harder so…"

But she couldn't figure out the chorus. She had ideas, but she didn't want to finish it. Not until she got back to Austin.

He held on for dear life, again, to the back of the airport chair. The plane had landed twenty minutes ago, but they were taking forever to get the passengers off. He just wanted to see Ally.

And finally, he did.

She looked tired, her hair pulled up into a bun and large headphones slung around her neck. But once she found Austin, and their eyes locked, her entire being lit up. She smiled, her eyes brightened, her nose crinkled, everything. She ran to hug him and he was almost knocked over, but he loved it. He loved that she was here in his arms, and that this was really happening.

"I can't think of anybody else who I'd hate to miss as much as I hated missing you," Austin whispered, his hand at the back of her neck.

"That's perfect!" Ally let go of Austin and dropped her carry-on bag to the floor. She bent down and pulled out her classic song book. It looked as wrinkly as ever, and Austin smiled, knowing nothing had really changed.

"What?"

"I've been writing this one song forever. But the chorus just never worked. I was waiting for you to finish it with me," she replied hurriedly, scribbling down lyrics in her book.

Austin pushed the book out of Ally's gaze so he could pull her closer to him. He cupped her face in his hands so his fingers met the nape of her neck and his thumbs grazed her porcelain cheeks. In one quick motion, their lips met. It was soft and sweet and Ally dropped her book to wrap her arms around his middle. They stood there, in the middle of the airport with hundreds of people watching.

A few people started clapping and the pair broke apart and cracked up. Austin ran his thumb along her bottom lip, remembering where his lips had just been moments ago. He had one thing he'd been repeating in his mind for months. One thing he wanted to tell her once she finally came back to him, back home.

"We're going to have so much fun falling in love."

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Kisses. xx