Hey Guys! New Story!

So if you read THK, then you know that on the 8th chapter I asked you to choose between two stories, and this is the winner!

I promise this story is going to be updated more frequently than THK, I have more ideas for this one and more time to write (not a lot but more than I had before).

this story will be updated every OTHER weekend (Friday or Saturday) if you want me to update faster (post the new chapter a week earlier) you are gonna have to review, every chapter, at the end of the bottom AN I will write how many reviews at least for a faster update.

Now, without any further ado, That unexpected phone call, full summary and first chapter!

That unexpected phone call

Full summary:

When Ally Dawson was 16 years old she found out she got pregnant with her boyfriend Austin Moon's child, she left for New York so his career will keep going unharmed. In New York she reunites with their friend Dez who went to NY to go to a special school for film producing, there she has her baby girl 'Annabelle Melody Moon'. What happens when she gets into a horrible car accident when Annabelle is 3 years old that leaves her in come? What happens when Austin, who never knew about his daughter, gets a call saying his daughter has no one to take care of her and he needs to take her or she will be sent to the foster care until her mom wakes up?

*Rated: T for mentioning of self-harming and death

Chapter 1

Ally POV

A little plus sign.

That's what the little white stick I was holding in my hands read in front of me. A little pink plus sign that changed my world as he meant one thing:

I was pregnant, with Austin's baby. Austin: my boyfriend of two years, ever since my 14 birthday, Austin my best friend since we were born, Austin the rising superstar.

I was freaking out, how did that happen? I mean yea we did 'it' few weeks ago, but you were protected. And what do I do now? I am only 16 years old!

But I can't have an abortion, never; I don't have heart for it. And I know adoption is out of the question as well, I mean Austin would never agree to send out baby to live with strangers.

I know that if I tell Austin about the baby he would want to keep the baby but it might infect his career and reputation, I mean to be a teen dad won't give him the best reputation. So before I tell him I'll go talk to Jimmy his record liable – Starr Records-owner. He will know what to do, he is like a second father for Austin and me.

At Starr records, Jimmy's office

"Hey jimmy I need to speak with you, it's important, it might infect Austin's career." I said while entering his office.

"Sure Ally, come on in." he said cheerfully but there was a hint of concern in his voice.

"I'm pregnant… with Austin's child." I said nervously.

"Are you going to keep it?" he asked.

"Of course! I can't abort and you know Austin, he would never agree for adoption, not that I would agree." I said not nervous any more but more angry than nervous, how can he even think I won't want to keep my own son or daughter?

"So I'm sorry but you have to leave, this can ruin Austin's career." He said sadly.

"Okay I understand, but please don't tell Austin, Trish or my parents why I left; I don't want them to know." I asked pleading.

"No problem, I won't say a thing." He said and then added. "Goodbye Ally."

"Goodbye Jimmy." I said.

That day I pecked all my stuff and left without saying goodbye to no one, not my best friend Trish, not to my parents and not to my best guy friend and boyfriend Austin. I only left a letter for Austin in his mailbox.

I drove all the way from Miami to New York. When I got there I texted Dez, who moved few months before to New York to go to a special school there to learn film producing, and asked what his address was, I assumed it would be easier to make life some where I have someone who I know and trust. Dez was like my brother ever since we met back in kindergarten.

He texted me back and I drove to his place. I parked in his apartment complex' parking lot and went up to his apartment.

I knocked and he open the door with a big smile on his face, happy his 'little sister' came to visit him, but the minute he saw my tears stained face (did I mention that ever since I left Jimmy's office I didn't stop crying, well if I didn't, now you know) his smile dropped and he enveloped me in a big hug.

I was about to say hello when I heard a really familiar voice asks, "Honey who is on the door?"

Dez pulled away I saw the last person I thought I would see in Dez' apartment or call him 'honey'; Trish.

She was wearing a purple dress, make up and earring, as like she was getting ready for a date, I looked over at Dez again and saw he was wearing fancy cloths as well, even though there was a big water stain in the middle of his dress shirt, just where my head was few seconds before.

"Ally, what are you doing here? And why were you crying?" Trish asked me confused and worried.

"Yea what happen? Did Austin do something to you? Because if he did tell me and I'll…" My overprotective almost brother started talking fast and angry, but I cut him off, I didn't want him to think bad on Austin, they are best friends I wouldn't want to ruin that.

"No, No Austin didn't hurt my or did anything." I said.

"So what happened?" Trish asked.

"Dez please don't freak out, but guys I am… I am pregnant." I said nervously.

"What?" They both yell.

"Does Austin know? I'm guessing the baby is his." Trish asked.

"Yes the baby is his but no he doesn't know, I don't want to harm his career." I said then told them about my meeting with Jimmy.

"Wow, well you know you can stay here, right? You don't have to start looking for an apartment or something, you will stay here and I'll help you." Dez said as I finished and said that now I will start looking for a place to live in.

"Really? Thank you! Thank you! Thank you." I jumped from the couched and hugged the life out of him.

Trish chuckled behind me. "Please don't kill my boyfriend." When I heard that I pulled away.

"Boyfriend?" I asked looking between them, I kinda figured that already by the way she called him 'honey' but I never knew they were dating. "Since when you two are a thing?" I asked them.

They told me they started about 6 month before, the day Dez left. Trish finally realized she had feeling towards him, and the night before he left she went to his house and told him, he kissed her and told her that he has feelings for her two. They decided to keep the relationship a secret. Oh and by the way apparently every time Trish said she has to go to her cousin in New York she was actually going to see Dez.

So all that was 3 years and 7 months ago. They helped me enroll an online high school and change my contact information. They promised not to tell anyone in Miami about everything and they kept the promise.

7 months after that day, I got my beautiful baby girl – "Annabelle Melody Moon" or Anna for short. I named her Annabelle because few weeks before I learned I was pregnant, Austin and I were watching beauty and the beast (I didn't even have to made him watching it with me, he loves this movie) and at some point he said, "If I ever have a daughter I would call her Belle, But I also like Anna. You know what if I ever have a daughter I would call her Annabelle." So I named my daughter the name her father would want. I gave her Melody as middle name because it connect with music which is something we both love. And I gave her his last name because she is his daughter.

Today is her 3 years birth day, and it's also his 20 years old birth day. You see the day she was born was Austin's 17th birth day. I know that if I was still in Miami, she could make an awesome birthday gift, if he had even want her. I mean I don't even know if he really wanted to be a father, he was only 17 when she was born. Though he did get a baby for his 17th birthday, from his big brother and sister-in-law, he got a little niece, Kayla, he loves her to death. She was born on the same day as Anna and after I gave birth to Anna, Dez told my Jen (Austin's sister-in-law) gave birth too, and had a little baby girl. On the next time I sent Austin mail he sent me her picture and told me about her. I hated how I couldn't tell him about our baby girl.

Any way after sending my weakly mail with songs lyrics to Austin I went to wake up Anna, it was 7:30 AM but since it's her birthday and I took my day off to take her to celebrate it, she didn't have to wake up early to go to daycare.

I know you probably wondering what happened for those 3 years. So I will give you a little recap. Well I moved in with Dez and Anna and I still live there, even though he doesn't want me to I help with the payments, for food and bills, I took me about 5 months of begging for him to agree, but I couldn't let him pay for everything. Any way every week I send Austin at least one song, so he won't have to look for a new songwriter. Every time I send him a song, never more, though every time he sends me a replay, saying that he liked the song and asks me why I left and when I am coming back, and every time I find myself writing everything, and even put a picture or two of Anna, then delete it all, I can't tell him, and I know that. Austin asked Dez to find where I was through the mails, though, thanks to that Dez knew, he told him that I used a public computer and I am untraceable.

Any way when I was 18 I graduated from the online high school, and stared to work as a music teacher in the elementary school in our street. I know it's not the best job and I don't get a great salary but we make it work and I love my students.

Trish still gets at least 3 jobs a week, though she is still Austin's manager. She used to visit us at least twice a month but now she is living here in New York, since she and Dez are engaged, yes you read correctly, Dez popped the question about 2 months ago, on their 6 months anniversary of finally start going out in public. To say I was happy for them would be a huge understatement; I was thrilled, though now I am afraid off the wedding, Austin is going to be there and Anna is the flower girl. So I am afraid of his reaction.

The wedding is in 5 months and Trish and Dez are trilled. Now they are in Spain visiting Trish' family. There were supposed to be back yesterday to celebrate Anna's birthday but they missed their flight and they have to wait until today at 11:30AM to catch the next flight. It is okay though, Anna understands, and they promised her they still going to give her presents.

Any way as for Austin, well he is heartbroken, he has been since he found out I left. He never dated again, but thankfully he still has his career and he never self-harmed himself. I wish he could be here, but I know that he can't, it will kill his career. He is 20 now, so on the mail I sent him a happy birthday card along with the weakly song.

Any way I got up and went to wake the birthday girl.

"Wake up baby; we have a special day today!" I told her as I reached her bed to see my angel peacefully sleeping. I bent down and kissed her forehead, then whispered in her ear, "I made you pancakes."

In the minute she heard pancakes she jumped from her bed. I laughed and kissed her cheek, she was just like her father.

"Mommy, what are you waiting for? There are pancakes!" she yelled happy and turned to go out of her room.

"Not so fast sweetie, you need to brush your teeth, wash your face and get dressed. After you do that you can go eat." I said, pointing to the bathroom.

"Kay, kay mommy." She said in her sweat voice. She went to the bathroom and started to get ready. I went to her closet and pulled out her outfit for her to wear.

I took out a dress that looked like a T-shirt and a skirt, the T-shirt was red with a big pink bow printed over it, and the skirt was black with sparkling marks of red and pink on it, then I pulled out a Pink flat rose headband and pink baby shoes with bow and rhinestone, Trish bought it for her 2 months ago.(1)

After putting her clothes on her bed, I went downstairs to make her birthday pancakes. I cooked her special pancakes; put 4 on a plate, put on butter and some sugar free spiracles. And 4 candles to make it like a birthday cake.

You must be wondering why sugar free spiracles, well you see when Anna was 18 months old, she was really sick, I didn't know what was going on. She was really thin, and was really weak, she drank a lot of water but was really dry, as she hadn't drink for few hours and was under the sun. So, Dez and I took her to the hospital, there they did some tastes and she was diagnosed with diabetic type 1. I was relieved when they told me actually. At first they thought it was much more dangerous things. And I already knew how to handle with it. Austin's little step sister has it (the adopted her when Austin and I were 7, as they couldn't have more children) and she has perfectly good life. She got an insulin pump so I won't have to inject her every time she eats, she won't have to eat a specific amount of crabs in every meal and that she won't have to eat in specific times. She would have if she didn't have the insulin pump. (2)

Anyway, just as I put her orange juice on the table, next to the pancakes, she comes running to the kitchen. She looks so beautiful! Every time I look at her I can see her father; her beautiful, long blonde hair and her big, gorgeous hazel eyes and long eyelashes. Her love for pancakes and her dancing, she is an amazing dancer.

But she did get some things from me, like her nose and smile, her height (she is pretty short, just a bit taller than what I was when I was 3) and her ability to learn fast. She is really smart, and she developed (mentally) really fast, she started to talk when she was 10 months old, and to walk at her first birth day.

There are two things she got from both of us, her love for music and her amazing voice. I used to sing her to bed, and one day when she was about 14 months old (only 4 months after learning to talk) she started to sing with me. That day I cried myself to sleep, from 3 reasons. The first was that I was afraid that my baby grew up too fast, the second that her voice was so beautiful, just like her father. The third was that it made me remember Austin and I still love him, and it was hard.

"Mommy, I finished." My daughter's sweet voice brought me back from my day dream.

"That's good baby, now let's wash your hands and we can go on our special day to celebrate your birthday!" I say and help her out of the chair.

After washing her hands and activated her insulin pump to inject her for the meal, I grabbed my jacket and bag (I got dressed when I woke up) and Anna's bag, and we headed out the door. We got in to the car and I striped her in her car seat. Just as I started the car I heard Anna calling me, asking something I never wanted her to ask.

"Mommy, can we go to daddy for my birth day?" she asked, she knows who her father is, I told her few weeks ago, after she woke up from yet another nightmare, and asked why her daddy didn't want her. I told her that he was famous and that some people might use her to destroy his career. I showed her his pictures though, and I let her listen to his songs, she loves them.

"Baby, I told you, daddy doesn't know you are exists. It's better for all of us." I tell her, chocking on my own tears. "Now, I don't want to hear about him anymore, okay baby?"

"Okay mommy." She said in a sad voice. I know she wants to meet him but it will break her little heart if he wouldn't want her.

After about 20 minutes I was still driving and suddenly I heard beeping. Those beeping meant only one thing, Anna's sensor (an electronic device which check the sugar level in her body every 5 minutes) found her sugar level too high or too low.

"Baby, can you check what is written on your pump?" I ask her. It was in a cute pink case that was hanging on her belt.

"Mommy it says 'under 40' with a straight arrow down." She said, scared. Oh no, she must never be under and she is under 40 and the straight arrow down means that the level gets low too fast. I started looking in my beg for the candy bar I always keep for times like now. I got it and turned around giving it to her. She ate it fast, she knows what can happen if she is too low. Just as I turned back to the rode I saw the lights.

Then everything went blank. All I heard was my baby yelling for me to help her. I heard the sirens, the people yelling.

Suddenly I heard nothing more.

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(1) Outfit on my bio

(2)By the way, everything I say (or write) about diabetic type 1 is true (at least according to my life). I have it since I was 13, so I know a lot about it. The symptoms are the ones I had, which are also the most common ones.

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