Ally sat at the table by herself, stirring her drink with a fork and watched as everyone else danced the night away. It had been a really long night, and it wasn't even over yet.

As the maid of honor it was her job to fix the problems so the bride didn't have to stress. On her wedding day - if she'll ever have one, not sure if she'll want to go through this again - she hopes something will go wrong just to get back at Trish for the night she has had.

Not only did they screw up the seating arrangement, there was a problem with the microphone and the music and the centerpieces, all of which Ally had to fix, but it was nothing she couldn't handle.

But after all the problems were solved and she relaxed, it was a good night. Speeches were funny and entertaining and she hadn't heard one complaint about the food, also, everyone was on the dance floor enjoying themselves - well, everyone except Ally.

She wasn't really in a party mood, Ally didn't think she really had a party mood.

And though she was being a bit selfish, she just wanted the night to be over.

To top everything off, Austin was driving her nuts. Apparently, the second the ceremony ended her polite request for him to leave her alone didn't apply anymore. He has been pestering her all night, begging for her to talk to him. Claims her wants to explain. Bull shit. Besides, she didn't really care what he had to say.

Ok, maybe she did, but she sure as hell wasn't letting him think that.

Besides, he has been out of her life for years now, it didn't really matter why anymore, its the past, and she has been perfectly fine with out him.

Even if he was ruining her night.

It wasn't her wedding, she didn't have to have a good time, right?

"Hey." A voice said, sitting down at the table beside her.

Speak of the devil.

Maybe he was like beatlejuice, you think of his name enough times he shows up- or did you have to say his name?

"Dance with me. "He stated simply.

Ally rolled her eyes at the request. "I can't dance Austin, you know that. It hasn't been that long."

Austin let out a dry laugh. "You never were that terrible of a dancer, besides, I taught you some things. Come on, it'll just be like Trish's quinceanera-"

"Yeah, seven years ago!" She said, cutting him off. Her blood was beginning to boil, how does he think that he can just waltz back into her life and pretend like nothing even happened. Was he really that naive? "Things change Austin."

"Like what?" He challenged.

"Like at her quinceanera I danced with you, but I'm sure as hell not going to now." And with that, she stood up and walked away, taking her drink with her. She grew a smirk, proud of her comeback, as she walked into the crowd of people on the dance floor, looking for a specific one with a white dress.

Though it may be a bit rude, Ally was going to tell Trish that she was heading home, and wish her good luck on her honey moon.

It was time for Ally to call it a night.

When she saw her, Ally smiled. Her and Trent were slow dancing to a fast pace song, occasionally kissing. It looked as if they were in their on little world. For a second there Ally felt bad for interrupting - she got over it.

"Hey Trish! Great party you guys, really great, but I think its time I head- HEY!" Trish new where this was headed. She also knew how stressed her friend was. In the middle of her sentence with a roll of her eyes, she grabbed Ally's drink from her hand and walked away with it, causing Ally to follow.

Trent laughed at the two before turning around and starting to dance with his sister.

"Trish! What are you doing?"

"Here." She responded simply. "Drink this." Trish had replaced Ally's drink with something else.

"I don't drink Trish!" She protested. That was true, along with not really being a party girl, Ally didn't drink. It wasn't a religious reason or she was against it or some other dramatic thing like that, it's just she never really cared for it.

How fun could the party really of been if you can't remember it the next day?

She had a shot once, twice actually. It was a bunch of them when they we're seventeen right after exams, and for celebrating, someone had brought alcohol. They had dared her to take one shot, and since she had never tired it before she thought why not. It tasted terrible. The only reason she had another one is because Trish missed her face and wanted to see it.

Never again though, that shit tastes awful.

Anyways, rightfully saying, Ally wasn't very pleased with Trish handing her a drink. "Please Ally? You're my best friend, you've been stressing about this wedding more than I have for months, and now you're not even having a good time! It'll just calm your nerves and help you relax. Ally please?"

Ally rolled her eyes, all she really wanted to do right now was relax, maybe a drink couldn't hurt.

She took the drink from Trish's hand and took a sip; it actually wasn't that bad. A hell of a lot better than the stuff she had when she was seventeen. With a nod of approval and a roll of her eyes, she sauntered back into the crowd of people on the dance floor, Trish right behind her.

And before she knew it, Ally's drink was gone.

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It had been two hours since Austin had talked to Ally last, and there was only about twenty minutes left of the party to go. He was determined to get her to talk to him, she wasn't allowed to leave until she did. Austin didn't mean to leave, he had good intentions. He tried called and texting to keep in touch, just nothing worked.

He just needed to explain.

Explain everything.

He lost Ally once, this was his chance to make it up to her, he wasn't screwing up again.

That's when he saw her, looking beautiful as ever. She was in the bridesmaid dresses; they were purple - Trish's favorite colour - and it was strapless and fitting her thin torso down until her hips and then flowed down to about her knees.

Austin had never seen someone so beautiful.

She was on the dance floor with a bunch of Trent's friends that had been invited. She was dancing with them, like actually dancing. He had never seen her move in such a way. Whatever was happening, he needed it to stop; now.

"Hey DJ!" He called to the guy behind the soundboard. "Put on a slow song for me would ya?" The guy smiled and gave Austin a thumbs up. Austin smiled gratefully. "Thanks man."

He made his was across the floor as the music slowed, and a beautiful song filled the air. Immediately, one of the guys she had been dancing with grabbed her and spun her around and they began slow dancing.

Austin walked faster.

"Hey, can I cut in?" He asked polity. The guy was about to protest, but Austin glared. He then nodded his head and backed off so Austin could take his place.

He pulled Ally close to him, placing one of his hands on her lower back and using the other to grab one of her hands in his. Ally just groaned. "What do you want?" She snapped harshly.

"To talk," He answered. "all I want to do, is talk."

"Well I don't want to! I don't want to see you, or look at you, or talk to you ever, ever, ever, ever again!" She said. Something about her was off, her voice sounded rather childish, and the way she was swaying was unnatural.

"Ally," Austin began cautiously. "have you been drinking?"

"I only had, like, one drink!" She protested, which snatching her hand away from his grip and holding up two fingers.

Austin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you're drunk." He sighed, gently grabbing her hand once more, but she pulled away.

"No! I'm not! I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, without you!" She argued, trying to shove him away. All he did was pull her closer to him though. He slipped his arm fully around her petite frame and held on to her so he could hold her upright. He was about to do something about her drunken state but someone tapping on the microphone caught his attention.

Trish.

She'd know what to do!

"Hey everybody! Unfortunately, we have to call it a night. Thank you all so much for coming, each and everyone of you made the night so special. Please don't forget anything and clean up your table, and for those of you drinking," Austin swore she stopped and looked right at Ally and him. "please make sure you find a safe ride home. Thanks again, and have a great night!" She finished.

Austin stood and watched patiently, still holding on to Ally, as the many people went up to Trish and congratulated her before making their way out of the building. When the majority of people had gone home and Trish and Trent were alone Austin approached them.

"I was wondering where she went." Trish said when she saw Ally.

Something about the way she said it, made Austin stop in his tracks.

He knew that tone.

"What did you do?" She asked accusingly.

"Nothing." Trish responded simply, crossing her arms in defense.

Trent saw right through it too. "What did you do?" He said, joining in.

"I didn't do anything."

"Trish." Trent said in a threatening tone.

Trish rolled her eyes and sighed. "I just gave her a drink ok? Something to help her relax."

"YOU SPIKED YOUR BEST FRIEND?" Austin exclaimed.

"Yes?" Trish admitted cautiously. The boys just glared back. "Look, you don't know her the way I do, she's been so stressed lately and I thought the reception would be a good time for her to let loose but she wasn't having any fun so I took matters into my own hands."

"What kind of person spikes their best friend?" Austin asked confused.

This caught Ally's attention, who had been standing next to Austin the whole time. "You guys shouldn't be playing with spikes, those things are pointy!" She told them.

"Shhh." Austin coed. "The adults are talking." He continued before shifting his arm so it was now slung around her shoulder and she was pulled into his chest. Ally didn't fight it, she just closed her eyes and relaxed in his hold. "What are we supposed to do now Trish? Would you like to take her home?"

"Actually that was the job of one of the nice boys she was dancing with before you rudely interrupted." She shot back.

Austin blood started to boil again. "Getting her raped is not the answer Trish!" He said angrily.

"Its not rape if you like it." Trish stated simply. The boys glared. "Well I'm right!" She protested.

Trent sighed loudly. "Austin, how about you take her home. I would do it, but Trish and I are going to go enjoy are hunnymoon, if you know what I mean." He said with a wink, causing Trish to smack him.

Bro code.

He had to now.

"Alright, I'll take her home."

That caught Trish's attention. She took a step forward and poked Austins chest. "Ok, but I swear to god Austin Monica Moon if you hurt her in any way, shape or form I will cut your dick of and feed it to you, do you understand me?" She threatened.

Austin took a step back and away from her. "Message received."

"Good." She said before breaking out in a smile. "Ok have fun!" Trish said happily before skipping towards the door.

Trent laughed at his wife before eyes Austin for a second. He handed him a white envelope and grinned. "Yeah, have fun." He said with a wink, before running off and catching up with Trish.

Austin sent a questioning glare to the happy couple. Why did Trent say it like that? And whats with the wink?

Austin shook the thoughts off before opening the envelope, and his eyes widened.

In it, was a hotel room key.

Oh that's why.

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