Austin's POV

"We're advancing into the next phase," Louis started talking in an announcer voice. "And we're bringing in a special guest to help with this final phase!"

"Who?"

Louis didn't answer, just looked towards the door, where I realized we weren't alone.

There was our special guest.

Looking back, we probably didn't handle it very well. Mine and Louis' plans and phases weren't very well thought out. I should have known that the whole fake dating thing wouldn't go over well. But I definitely should have known that the final phase wasn't a good idea. Not at all. All three of us should have.

In case you haven't figured it out yet, the "special guest" Louis was referring to was Harry. He came into the room and explained that he had heard about the phases from Louis and decided it was time for him to join in. He told me that Ally had expressed to him that she liked me and was in fact jealous with the whole fake dating fiasco.

So we got to work. We ditched the fake dating plan finally, realizing it didn't really create an end solution.

We thought of everything. Throughout all of this time, none of us really saw or hung out with Ally for more than a few minutes. We were just conspiring the whole time.

However, Ally got fed up with all of us avoiding and ignoring her and obviously talking about her. Several times she would walk into a room where we had just been talking about her, so when she walked in we would just be quiet and awkward, so she must have assumed we were talking about her.

As the days pressed on, Ally assumed the worst, that we were talking badly of her. She stopped trying to make plans with us.

We finally decided to make the move. The plan was for Louis and Harry to distract her all day, while I set up a nice dinner with candle and flowers, where I would finally tell her that I liked her, and hopefully, it would continue on from there.

Ally, however, wasn't going for it. She saw through Louis and Harry and it ended up in a yelling match between me and her. It was absolutely horrible, with us both yelling the awful things we used to say to each other back when we hated each other.

The argument switched to the topic of Harry towards the end. I was getting mad (ridiculously) that she was hanging out with him so much. She asked why I even cared. And everything sort of just spilled out. I told her I liked her. I told her all about the fake dating thing, and how me, Louis, and Harry had been trying to conspire to get us together.

She didn't take it like I thought she would.

She was mad and crying. She told me I was an idiot, that she had liked me too the entire time, but that I had ruined things now. She told me to go back to Miami.

So I did.

It wasn't until I was miserably back in Miami that I realized I had never told her that the song I had wrote for the duet was about her and had come from the heart.

Ally's POV

I had blown up, I'll admit it. I was just so mad about what Austin, Harry and Louis had done that I couldn't help it. I should never have told him to leave. As soon as he had packed his bags and left the door with one last fleeting look to me, I regretted it. I had been 2 seconds away from jumping up and telling him to stay when he had closed the door behind him.

I was scheduled to leave London in a couple of days, the month being over. I had mixed feelings about leaving. For one, I had had some great times here in London. But I had also had some awful times.

And then the whole thing with Austin. On the one hand, he lied and went behind my back almost the entire time. We both said some awful things in the fight we had as well. On the other hand, he admitted he liked me, which was all I really wanted to hear. At the time though, I just couldn't appreciate it.

And it wasn't until I got a text from my manager asking if the duet was ready to start being recorded next week back in Miami did I remember the song Austin had sung to me. He never actually said, but I could only assume now that he had wrote it for me. Why couldn't he have just told me that when he sang it?

Back in Miami, finally. My manager texted me saying a driver would pick me up from the airport and that I was expected at the studio right away. I didn't know why, I didn't think I needed to be there until recording started, which wasn't for 4 more days.

I walked in and headed to my usual dressing room. I stopped in the lounge connecting mine and Austin's rooms. Memories flashed through my mind, how we had grown from hating each other to tolerating each other to being friends in this very room. How we passed away the time doing nothing in this room, content with each other for company. I smiled to myself, happy for the memories, a little sad that things hadn't ended well.

I continued to my dressing room, noticing a post it note hanging on my mirror. It told me to meet in one of the smaller studios at 3. I didn't recognize the handwriting. I made my way to the studio, expecting to be bombarded about questions about Austin. The main question I was concerned about them asking was, "Where is Austin, and why didn't you finish the duet?" Because, I realized that we never really did finish the duet. Austin had sang a song that he said would work for the duet, but we never really talked about it since then.

I braced myself as I walked into the room, expecting the worst. Instead, the room was empty. Confused, I looked through the glass into the studio, where my eyes connected with another pair. Without noticing, a gasp escaped my mouth. "Austin! What are you doing here?"

It wasn't until I had talked that I realized that he couldn't hear me, considering he was in the soundproof studio. He just smiled and pointed to the headphones he was wearing. I grabbed the pair that was lying on the control table and turned the microphone on.

"Hey, Austin."

He smiled back at me. I had thought about this moment, about what I would say when I saw Austin again, but all words escaped me. I could only smile. I had missed him.

"Ally, I am so sorry for what happened. I know it was handled badly."

I tried to cut him off, to explain to him that I didn't care anymore, that I had moved past it, but as I opened my mouth to speak, he cut off me cutting him off.

"I wrote this for you. I hope you like it."

Music started playing, and I realized that he must have already had his band record this, because there were no instruments in the room. He started to sing.

Whoa, whoa

This is everything I didn't say

Wait, don't tell me, heaven is a place on earth

I wish I could rewind all the times that I didn't

Show you what you're really worth

(what you're really worth)

The way, you held me, I wish that I had put you first

I was wrong I admit, numb from your kiss

While you were slipping through my fingertips

[All:]

Taking every breath away

With all of the mistakes I made

From all the letters that I saved

This is everything I didn't say

I wish I could've made you stay

And I'm the only one to blame

I know that it's a little too late

This is everything I didn't say

Whoa, whoa

This is everything I didn't say

Wake me up now, and tell me this is all a bad dream

All the songs that I wrote, all the wrongs that I hoped would erase from your memory

(erase from your memory)

Holding onto a broken and empty heart

Flowers I should've bought, all the hours I lost

Wish I could bring it back to the start

[All:]

Taking every breath away

With all of the mistakes I made

From all the letters that I saved

This is everything I didn't say

I wish I could've made you stay

And I'm the only one to blame

I know that it's a little too late

This is everything I didn't say

I hope you know, for you I'd sacrifice

To make this right, whoa whoa

Someday, I'm sure

We'll pass each other by

Until that time

[All:]

Taking every breath away

With all of the mistakes I made

From all the letters that I saved

This is everything I didn't say

I wish I could've made you stay

And I'm the only one to blame

I know that it's a little too late

This is everything I didn't say

[2x:]

Whoa, whoa

This is everything I didn't say

I didn't realize it, but by the time the song had ended, I was crying. Austin came out of the studio and I stood up and met him by the door. He reached up and wiped the tears off of my face.

"Ally, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for everything to get so out of hand. I should have just told you from the beginning that I liked you. I know I screwed everything up, but I'd love a second chance."

Honestly, I was speechless. He waited for me to say something, but no words would form. I wanted to say, "Yes, of course. I'm sorry for the argument we got in, I should have heard you out. I shouldn't have made you leave. I shouldn't have made you feel like there was something between Harry and I." But none of it would come out.

"Please say something, Ally. Will you please forgive me?"

One word. That's all I need right now. Just one. I could see he was starting to become discouraged. As he started to lower his hands from my face, I finally managed, "Yes."

He didn't hesitate. As soon as the word left my mouth, he smiled, and leaned down and he kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled into the kiss.

Hi guys! For all of you readers who stuck with this story, thank you, and I am oh so sorry that I was so awful. I had been so dedicated to this story and you all were so amazing. And then I went all flaky and I disappeared. So many times I was like "hey I'm gonna finish," and then I never did and that totally sucks.

This is officially the end of She's So Gone. I admit that this ending isn't quite what I pictured when I first started, and I admit it's probably not my best work, but I hope you liked it all the same.

After all, I thought this story deserved an ending, and so did you guys.

Thank you all so much.