I thought up another Austin and Ally story!

Bad news, that moment you flashback to earlier that morning even days before this time to when you were so sure something this bad could never happen to you. You return to the moment, the bad news, the present where your reality just got flipped upside down distorted until you don't know what to believe anymore. How did this happen? Why to you? Is it your own fault? Could this have been stopped?

Austin got his answers as he sat there holding his head in his hands. It could happen to anyone and it isn't anyone's fault, and some cases prevention wouldn't have stopped this. He had never felt so helpless as he sat there listening to the doctor explain the future plans for him. What would he tell his friends, what about his career, and what about his future? If he hadn't of noticed the bruises randomly on his body that seemed to multiply than fade away he wouldn't have been here today. He wouldn't have known that he had something so bad wrong with him. Now what would he do?

I sat down next to Ally at the piano as she patiently waited for what I would say about the doctor's appointment. I didn't know how to tell her, to explain to her this nightmare would surely kill her just as badly as it did me. I stroked the keys trying to buy time, she reacted, but she seemed uninterested in writing a new song today. I glanced over at her and her eyes focused on mine, she could see it, I knew because she could read me like a book.

"Austin, tell me what's wrong. Why aren't you telling me about that doctor's appointment?" her eyes searched mine for any hint.

I looked away, looking her in the eye when I said it would be too painful "Being alone, in private, makes this easier, but it's still hard to say."

I felt her hand touch mine and I gripped it in my own as she cleared her throat "Go on."

"You know about my bruises and how I've been kind of sick here and there. I um-I have um- I have Leukemia." I frowned and I heard her breath catch in her throat as I continued "It-It's ALL, Acute Lymphocytic Leukemia and-and I um…"

Ally was crying, even if she was trying to hide it her little gasps made it obvious. I felt her hand grip mine tighter, but she didn't speak.

I choked back the lump that was growing in my throat "Th-The doctor is-is giving me pills…..maybe some injections…..of Chemoth-Chemotherapy…."

I didn't want to cry, I was a guy after all, and I didn't want to cry in front of Ally, it would only make her cry worse. Ally's crying wasn't so silent now as she kept listening and I could feel her hand shaking even if mine was too. The lump in my throat was much larger now and I couldn't choke it back any more. Tears spilt from my eyes right in front of the one person I didn't want to show weakness or fear to, but I couldn't stop. Suddenly Ally let go of my hand hugging me tightly and I held her in my arms for an immeasurable amount of time.

I slowly calmed down from the surprising news, and pulled away looking into my ex-boyfriend's, my crush's, my best friend's eyes "D-Do the others know?"

Austin solemnly nodded his head "Yes…I-I just didn't know how to tell you…"

I touched his cheek briefly before hugging him again. I was all cried out this time, but I wanted to comfort Austin and myself.

"…Nothing will change, right….We're all here for you….I won't leave your side…." I murmured trying to reassure him and myself that we'll be okay.

Austin was silent for a moment as he rocked me in his arms still hugging me "….Yeah, of course…I'll be just the same as always…..I can get through anything, I'm Austin Moon….."

I moved away from him forcing a small sad smile "When will they start treatments?"

I had to force myself to stay strong for Austin, I wouldn't let him see the pain it caused me anymore, and I would be his rock like he was for me so many times before.

Austin sighed stroking my hair "They started me immediately, they're hoping to stop it in its tracks, and they say it's likely that it will be a long hard process, but with my young strong body, I should be able to fight it off."

"Austin, what will you do when you don't have any golden locks anymore?" I ran my hand through his hair.

"I guess, I'll have to get a wig and a beanie or something." He shrugged taking my hand in his.

I shook my head before hugging him a third time; I wanted him to know how much he meant to me and that I was truly there for him so I murmured in his ear "I love you, Austin."

They could have sat for years like that, just holding each other. The heaviness in the room gone, replaced by the emptiness of reality. How could their worlds been so easily flipped, turned into a nightmare? Only the two of them mattered to each other right now. They would figure things out on their own. All they wanted right now, for as long as they could, was make memories for each other, happy memories that would make this blackened memory fade into the background behind the others. They weren't going to give in to this nightmare, not one bit.

It's a bit of a heartbreaking intro, but it's a start none the less.