A/N okay, so I hate making long author's notes but this is necessary. So this story will be rather different kind of, but I'm very happy with how I'm writing it. The story will be all about Austin and Ally's road to becoming something more than friends, while living together in LA. It won't be like suddenly boom they're a couple, it'll be them easing into a relationship. There will only be music mentioned, never actually used in the story though and Trish and Dez will barely be in it expect mentioned here and there.

No, tours and just none of stuff like that, like I said no music involved just briefly mentioned here and there. The only drama will be dealt with drama between Austin and Ally in their transition to becoming a couple and with family and or Trish and Dez. There's a possibility for smut in later chapters, if I see it's needed. But this story will stay at a VERY strong T rating which if smut is added will change to M. I'm thinking this story will be anywhere between 10-15 chapters, but possibly more if needed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally, Me and You by Laura Marano which the title of the story and chapters comes, or anything else you might recognize.

"Oh my god…" Austin groaned walking into their apartment, Ally right behind him. "Remind me to never do that again."

Throwing his sweaty shirt over his shoulder, he drug himself through their apartment dripping sweat. Finally reaching the couch he let out a mixture of a groan and sigh and flopped onto the couch.

The moment his hot, sticky skin touched the cool leather of the couch he felt instantly better. And then suddenly there was a weight on his stomach and legs. Not anything heavy, just extra weight.

Looking down he saw his roommate, and best friend Ally Dawson lying across his body. Hips aligned, chests flush against each other, and hearts racing. Hearts racing from what they had just finished and not from their current position.

Or at least that's Austin's excuse.

"Never again are we running around LA in the hundred degree weather." He muttered letting his head drop down onto the arm rest behind him. "I'm a performer for a job, isn't my dancing enough of a workout?"

"I don't know why I thought that was a good idea." She admitted, relaxing against his body even more. "And don't wrap your arms around me, it's too hot." She said as she felt fingers ghosting over her lower back.

Chuckling he kissed the top of her head gently before, relaxing completely.

They lay there his fingers gently rubbing circles, on the bare skin of her hip where her shirt had risen up. Her drawing shapes or music notes on his bicep. And they just wonder in the comfortable silence, how in the hell did they end up here?

They met at the age of fifteen. Back when Austin was an over confident, ball of energy, dreaming big about becoming a famous singer, and Ally was a shy, awkward, songwriter with stage fright.

Now at the age of twenty-two, they're completely different and yet the same. Austin's still a bit on the over confident side, his energy has calmed down a lot, and he isn't just dreaming about becoming a famous singer but living that dream. And Ally, well Ally wasn't quite as shy anymore and had gotten over her stage fright at sixteen. She was still on the awkward side sometimes though.

They had both grown in the seven years of knowing each other. Grown together. They knew each other better than anybody else.

They moved out to LA together the second they were eighteen and had graduated. Ready to take on the world. Austin's mother Mimi was most definitely the least supportive of their decision of moving.

She had been supportive of Austin and his career but she had never been too fond of Ally. Austin had picked up on his mother's cold shoulder towards Ally back when they were fifteen fairly quickly but never realized the full extent, of her disliking till they moved together.

He wasn't sure what she didn't approve of more; him and Ally moving together, or him and Ally living together without actually being together as more than friends. Not that she would want them to be more than friends anyways.

Since they were sixteen and they had learned about their feelings for each other they were constantly avoiding any conversation about said feelings. They had dated after a whole fiasco of a girl named Kira, Austin getting jealous over some boy named Elliot, Ally's mother coming home from Africa and Ally getting over her stage fright which had led to Austin and Ally kissing, right when they got offstage after they performed a duet.

But even after all the trouble they had gone through during that short period of time, they broke up after a very awkward date they had, had. The feelings had always stayed, even after six years.

They've been walking the very thin line of friends and something more, since they were about twenty if not before. Neither had honestly had a relationship since they were teenagers only dates here and there.

Even when they did have dates their feelings for the person having the date would end up resurfacing and coming back out. Austin was known to get jealous, and Ally would give him the cold shoulder.

It was a routine. One they knew too well.

After their last argument over one of them having a date they mutually decided they would wait. Wait for each other.

No matter when it was the timing had never quite been right for them. Once one of them was ready to make the jump into a relationship, the other still wasn't wanting to take a risk on their friendship, and vice versa every time they've wanted to attempt anything.

So since they both know of the others obvious feelings, kissing on the forehead and cheek had become second nature. They have basically a very flirtatious relationship until they're both ready to be something more.

"We should probably get ready for today." She whispered, still drawing absentmindedly on his arm. "We're going into the studio remember?"

She felt him sigh, as she moved up with his chest and then back down as it fell. "Do we have to go?" he asked.

She nodded and got off of him, walking to the hallway where their bedrooms were. He followed suit, walking right behind her into the hallway.

"I'm taking a shower first." She told him over her shoulder.

"No you're not." He said running past her, smacking her butt on the way to the bathroom to distract her.

"Austin!" she screeched running to the bathroom door, beating on it repeating his name over and over in hopes he'd open it up for once.

This was a daily routine for them. It had turned into a game when they first moved in together. Whoever got to the bathroom first didn't have to cook breakfast and the other one did.

Austin usually won the race to the bathroom, learning ways to distract Ally. Like for example when he smacks her butt, she'll let out a shriek usually and stop running. He learned that, during high school and uses it to his advantage constantly.

Plus his best friend has a fine butt, what guy wouldn't take the chance to touch it? Even if his only chance was when they were playing a game…

"Hey Alls," he said sticking his head out of the bathroom door laughing as he saw the pout on her face, he sent her a wink. "Chocolate chip pancakes today."

Ally stood by the stove cooking what Austin can guess to be stir-fry? He didn't honestly have a clue, he never cooks. Sneaking up behind her he wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. He actually didn't do this often. Only when he wanted something or had bad news.

She felt him place a light kiss on her bare shoulder, and nuzzle his face into her hair. Definitely bad news.

Sighing she unwrapped his arms from around her waist, and put their food onto plates before walking to the island in their kitchen and setting the plates down. She motioned for him to sit down as she did so. He shuffled over and plopped down beside her, immediately digging into his food.

"So what's your news?" she asked tilting her head looking at him.

"Do you have anything new to tell me?" he retaliated.

"First don't speak with your mouthful." She scolded as if he was a child. "And second Trish called."

He looked slightly shocked at that news. They rarely ever got calls from Trish and Dez expect about once or twice a month. Honestly nothing ever happened between the four members of Team Austin they had just drifted apart, since the two main people had moved to LA and the other half of the team stay in Miami. Austin and Ally had offered for them to come with them, but they declined not quite ready to be away from their families.

"What did she call about?" Austin questioned mouth still full of food, to which Ally rolled her eyes about.

"Um she's actually kept a job." She said looking down at her food, nodding to herself. "For a month. It's cause of some guy that works there I think."

Austin laughed at the reason Trish would actually keep a job. Honestly Austin missed Trish and her crazy job antics. And Dez also. But he would probably never move back to Miami, even if he wanted to.

LA had become home for him. Or more of wherever Ally is, is home for him. So if she moved back to Miami, he'd move back to Miami. They couldn't live without each other anymore. They could try, and try hard but fail in the end. They need each other more than a melody needs lyrics to make a song.

"That's a lot better than my news." He muttered; suddenly remember he did in fact have news to tell her. Not very pleasant news.

"And that would be?" she asked, quirking an eyebrow at him.

"My parents are coming to visit." He said quickly hoping Ally would catch what he had said.

And she did catch what he said. She choked on her drink as soon as the words escaped his mouth, causing Austin to jump out of his seat and try to help her only for her to wave him off saying she was okay.

"I'm sorry it's on such short notice Ally." He said moving what little was left of his food around with his fork, after he had sat back down. "My mom just sorta sprung this on me while I was on lunch break at rehearsal, and they already bought the plane tickets so I couldn't say no."

She nodded in understanding, and asked him how long they were staying and when they were coming. After he had said they would be coming in three weeks and staying only for a week, she was okay. That won't be too bad. Just avoid his mom that week. No problem they'll be staying at a hotel anyways.

"Um there's more…" he squeaked out.

"What?" she questioned.

"They'll be staying here in the apartment with us."

"Damn it Austin." Ally said before walking away.

Of course Austin got up and followed her all the way to her bedroom, where she sat her head in her hands. Cautiously he went and sat beside her, causing her to glare at him but buried her head in his shoulder none the less.

He sighed wrapping his arm around her, pulling her into him as close as possible. And knowing exactly how to get her to not be as mad at him he started whispering sweet nothings in her ear, until she'd finally look at him. Still pouting slightly.

"Austin we only have two bedrooms." She reminded him, as if he had forgotten. "Where will they stay?"

"Well I was thinking we could sleep together in your room." He said timidly. "We sleep in the same bed all the time, what would the problem be?"

Ally groaned leaning back to lay on her bed, and pulling Austin down with her since his arm was still around her in a tight grip. She mumbled what Austin could only make out slightly to be curse words, aimed towards him of course.

"Your mother hates me and the fact that we live together." She muttered. "And you want us to sleep in the same bed while your parents are here? You're an idiot Austin Moon."

"Ouch." He said placing a hand to his heart. "I love you too Alls."

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