Like a Playboy

Chapter One – Her Drunk Hero

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Summary: He's always been some sort of a playboy & she's always been some sort of a goody-two-shoes. But it's okay 'coz it's her & it's him & somehow, they still fit to be the perfect two. Austin&Ally. Auslly. AU.

Rating: Rated T for strong language & drunk scenes :)

Inspiration: Well, it's a cliché idea but, I've wanted to put Austin into that playboy kind of character for awhile now but, I just really hadn't conjured up a good plot for a fic so, I didn't. But after a little incident down town with my friends, I finally got it! & well, here's what came out of it :P

A/N: I've never really thought I'd end up falling in love with Austin & Ally this much but, here I am, doing the unexpected — writing a fic about them. Most of the Auslly fics I've read are really good so the bar is set really high but I still hope you guys like this ^^ I haven't written a fic outside Peter Pan fics in awhile so, I'm sorry if I end up sounding all too posh or whatever. I'll just try & get back to getting used to this casual tone again XD Enjoy ;*

Disclaimer: Don't own Austin&Ally & I never will but one of these days, I'll meet Ross Lynch & Laura Marano in person :')

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It was the last day of that year's summer and everyone did their best to enjoy their last remaining day of freedom from the torture that is school and work. Children and teenagers raced towards the beach where the grand carnival was taking place while adults enjoyed their last chance to get wasted, drinking their heart out and laughing out loud at the benches near the park. Couples walked hand-in-hand together along the sandy coast of the sea as all the grandmas and grandpas sat outside their houses on their rocking chairs, overlooking the doings of this generation's youth.

And on her way to the crowded beach, walking as slowly as she could with her precious book held tightly against her chest, was the curly-haired brunette with sparkling brown eyes — Allyster Marie Dawson. Her hair was put up in a very loose bun as she wore a simple white baby doll top and shorts along with her white flip-flops. Her big sunglasses covered her usually bright eyes as her lips pursed itself into a tight line.

Ally's walk towards the beach was fidgety and brisk as nervousness took over her whole body. Her arms were crossed — trapping in them her precious book — and her palms were sweating non-stop. The laughter and senseless chatter she heard as she made her way through the crowd of people was only adding onto the nerves as she tried her best to avoid thinking of the reason of why she's heading there. But one thing's for sure, she did not want to go there at all.

"Ally! Wait up!" Someone called from behind, making the brunette girl turn back around, only to see her long-time best friend — Patricia Maria de la Rosa.

"Yes?" She asked, trying her best not to sound impatient for she wanted to get this task done and over with before her cowardly personality takes over and stops her.

"Are you sure about this?" Her short friend asked, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow.

Ally bit her bottom lip for a moment before deciding to answer, "Yes."

"You don't have to do it though!" Trish — short for Patricia — shouted as she grabbed Ally by her thin shoulders and started to vigorously shake her.

"But I want to." The taller girl sighed as she gently placed her shaky hands on top of Trish's, halting the other girl's harassment. "If I don't get it back from him, I'll never be able to live it down."

"But Ally, it's not even about you!" Trish frowned as she took her hands off her friend's shoulder. "You don't have to do this for me."

"I'm not just doing it for you Trish." Ally sighed as she turned her gaze back down on the ground. "I need to do this for my dad too. He trashed our music store."

"But Ally—" Trish tried to say but Ally had cut her off.

"Thanks for your concern. You're an amazing friend but, I just have to do this." And with that said, Ally put a reassuring hand on Trish's shoulder and smiled at her warmly before turning back towards the beach's direction and heading to the carnival.

"Be safe..." Trish said helplessly as she watched her best friend's back disappear in account of the distance. She could only hope that Darren doesn't hit girls.

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Ally finally found Darren sitting on a bench near the open outdoor bar that was set-up specially just for the carnival. He was laughing out loud wildly as some of the boys surrounding him patted his back encouragingly. Seeing the sight, Ally puffed her cheeks as she could already tell that not only was he drunkenly bragging about trashing her family's store but was also showing off about playing with her best friend's little ol' heart.

The nerve of that guy!

She inhaled in a large supply of air, hoping it would help calm her down as she tried on the best glare she could muster. With a new surge of determination coursing through her veins, she charged with stomping feet and tightly balled fists towards the little group of drunkards.

"Darren!" She shouted over to him, trying her best to make sure her voice did not crack.

"Oh, would you look at that. It's the fat midget's awkward friend." The messy ginger-haired boy with blue eyes said, snickering as his friends laughed out loud behind him.

"Trish is not a midget and she is not fat!" Ally snapped, the insult towards her friend setting fire to her already boiling anger. "And I am not awkward!"

"Whatever." He snorted, closing his eyes in annoyance. "What're you doing here anyway?"

"I want you to give Trish back her dog-tag!" Ally commanded, glaring hard at him as she folded her arms. He raised his eyebrow in amusement at the sudden out-of-character display the girl is putting up.

"And why would I do that?" He asked, standing up as he started walking towards her.

"Erm—I—it—er, belongs to her." Ally stammered, sudden realization of what she has done hitting her, full blast. He smirked as he saw the little bit of courage inside her slowly dissipate.

"Wow. I should really give this back to her then." He smugly grinned as he spoke in vicious sarcasm.

"Y—you should." Ally said, her voice shaking as he got closer with each step, the strong scent of liquor heavily oozing out of his mouth.

"I will." He said, taking a step back as Ally opened her mouth to retort back, only to realize what he had said.

"You will?" She asked, her jaw slightly dropping from the shock.

"Of course." He grinned even wider, it's smugness still not coming off. "As long as I get a little something back in exchange for it."

"Oh, yes. I don't know what you would really like but I could maybe, um, buy you another drink or..." Ally said, rambling on as Darren smirked at her density — the fact that she did not get the suggestive tone he had put out there.

"Ally." He said, snapping her out of her little ramble.

"Yes?" She asked, looking up in confusion as the eyes of Darren's friends behind him looked at her with vicious and hungry eyes. She gulped, suddenly realizing what he had meant.

"I—" He spoke in a slurred manner as he took a step forward towards her shaking body. "—want—" He suddenly grabbed her by the shoulder causing a pained gasp to come out from her mouth. "—you."

In a blink of an eye, Darren had grabbed Ally and pushed her down onto the table filled with their empty bottles and cans of liquor and alcohol. She tried to squirm out of his hold but his friends suddenly helped and pulled her down, pinning her onto the table. Her eyes widened in horror as the sadistic smiles of the lust-filled boys looked her down like some piece of meat. She let out a small whimper, her eyes forming fresh new tears of fear as her sunglasses fell to ground, breaking.

And when all hope was gone—

"Find some class you bastards." An angry voice hissed from behind all the chaos as everyone turned to look at who the owner was.

There stood — hands on his pocket with a disapproving frown gracing his lips — was a bleached-blonde haired boy with innocent dark brown eyes with a look that could kill. Oh, the irony of that sentence indeed.

"Oh. Well, if it isn't Miami's very own Superman — Austin Moon, to the rescue." Darren grunted as he turned back around to continue his advancements towards the poor defenseless girl.

"Don't compare me to that idiot in red tights." Austin — Ally assumes is his name — scowled in irritation as he started to walk towards the group, eyeing Ally carefully.

She's cute.

"Whatever, pretty boy. We don't have time to deal with you right now." Darren said, trying to shoo Austin away with a threatening killer look that could match the blonde's. "As you can see—" he said, pointing down at Ally, "—we're quite busy for now."

What happened next was unexpected as Austin grinned at them with closed eyes before punching Darren square on the jaw and then bending down to kick all the other boys — that kept Ally captive — on their groins after. With all the drunkards finally down on the ground, Austin took this chance to grab Ally's hand and take off with her.

Ally, still in shock from all that has happened, hesitantly let the strange boy drag her away from the heap of a mess that were the drunkards that tried to harass her. Looking back, she saw Darren giving her — and possibly Austin — an angry glare and his infamous middle finger. With wide eyes, she turned back to look at her savior's back.

Hello, stranger?

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They've been running around the whole carnival for almost fifteen minutes now, trying to get as faraway as possible from Darren and his friends. She was tired and her feet were already too weak to keep on going so, after a few more minutes of running away, they both came to a halt as both of them panted — with Ally panting a little bit more harder than Austin. Austin suddenly let go of her hand as Ally bent down to take in some air.

"Are you okay?" She heard him ask her as he tried to gain his own breath back. This caused Ally to glance up at him from her position.

"Erm, yeah." She mumbled, finally seeing and realizing just how good-looking he was.

She saw his tousled bleached-blonde hair sticking up all over the place — as he ran his hand through it — and his dark chocolate eyes that screamed nothing but innocence. She bit her bottom lip once again, turning to look back down at the ground, scared that he might see how red her face had turned.

"You sure?" He asked, bending down to get a good look at her, his eyebrow raising in amusement as he saw her scarlet red face.

"Yes!" She said, jumping up, startled from the sudden close proximity of their faces. "I'm all fine and dandy!"

Ally, stop talking! You're embarrassing yourself!

"Hahahaha! You're cute!" He grinned at her as he straightened up, causing the brunette girl to gasp and look up at him.

"I—uh—I'm...er, thanks?" She stuttered, straightening up as well but still looking down at the ground. She bit on her lip even harder, having the strong urge to just shove all of her hair into her mouth and just start chewing the life out of it.

She could not believe such a handsome boy would take time off his day, not only to save her but also to tell her that she's cute. She felt her face heat up even more.

"No problem!" He grinned even wider — if possible — at her. "Now, erm, I gotta go. But, just stay out of trouble next time, 'kay?"

"Yeah. Sure. Thanks." Her reply was short, fast and breathless as her heart started beating faster the moment she saw the light of concern flickering across his eyes.

"Good." He nodded in content before turning back to head off to wherever. "Take care!"

And with a wave of a hand, he ran off, leaving her on her own in the heat of the carnival once again.

"The stars in his eyes are shining." She muttered as she saw his back disappear through the crowd. She smiled as her eyes widened. "Lyrics!"

Pulling out her book — which she had safely tucked in at the back of her shorts — she opened it to a particular page and started scribbling on it with the pen that she always manage to remember to bring. Biting her lip once again, she looked up at the direction the boy had disappeared to.

"Austin, huh?"

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Hello stranger, what's your name?
I know you don't know me but,
Can't we play this little game?

Nibbling on at the flesh of her bottom lip, Ally wrote down on her book the random lyrics that had come to her mind. She didn't really expect it to all suddenly hit her so she was a little bit taken aback but, the fact that she's finally had inspiration to write yet another song, she wasn't gonna turn that down.

Her eyes scanned the words that she'd written and she wondered if it had anything to do with that Austin boy that she met. After all, his smile was a little bit addictive and the hold of his hand on her wrist felt strangely right. Maybe, she was gaining a little crush?

After acknowledging such thing, Ally scolded herself and slammed her book close. She mentally cursed herself for thinking such nonsensical thoughts and then cursed again for cursing. Her hand gripped the pen tightly, hoping to get rid of the urge to continue on writing the lyrics that are dying to spill out of her.

"Where's that picture of the ice cream?" She heard a familiar voice ask and she turned around to see Austin himself, surrounded by some boys, with his arm around a dirty blonde-haired girl's shoulder.

"I got it on my phone." A ginger-haired boy beside him chuckled as he showed Austin whatever it was.

"Man. That really does look like a dick." Austin muttered as the girl beside him giggled.

Ally turned around and puffed her cheeks before opening up her book once again, crossing out the previous lyrics she had written.

That guy!

"So Austin, where were you earlier on?" She heard the girl ask. "We kept calling you but you never picked up."

"Sorry babe." Austin said, making Ally's ear twitch. "Just had some shit to take care of."

Some shit? If he thought saving me was just 'some shit' then he shouldn't have done so in the first place!

Ally grunted as she kept scribbling down on her book, her own frustration controlling the movement of the hand that guided the pen she held.

"What was it?" She heard another boy ask, probably the ginger-haired one.

"It's nothing." He mumbled, causing Ally to let go of the pen.

"Bastard." She muttered as she looked down at the ground, tears starting to form on the rim of her eyes.

She didn't really know why this had such a big effect on her. It wasn't like she was expecting anything from that little chance meeting they had. She thought he was cute, sure but, why was she getting so worked up over the fact that he's got his arm draped 'round that pretty girl as he refused to talk about the little meeting that happened between them? It didn't make sense at all!

"Ally!" Someone shouted right in front of her, making her snap her head up, only to come face-to-face with her best friend — Trish.

"Oh!" She exclaimed with wide eyes before smiling a slightly sad smile at her friend. "Hey."

"Uh-oh." Trish sighed as she leaned down on the table, frowning. "What happened?"

"I'm sorry Trish." Ally said, looking down — in shame — at the ground once again before whispering, "I couldn't get your tag back."

"Ally, it's fine." Trish said, giving Ally a genuinely reassuring smile. "I didn't expect you to."

"I know you didn't but I—" Ally tried to start another one of her infamous rambles before Trish cut her off.

"The only thing that matters now is that you're fine." Trish smiled even wider as Ally looked up at her in confusion. She then grinned and said, "I'd rather have my best friend than that tag any day!"

This caused Ally to smile as she softly muttered to Trish a simple, "Thank you."

"No problem!" Trish grinned even wider before getting up her seat. "I'm gonna get me a drink. You want anything?"

"Nope." Ally grinned as she closed her book again. "I'm good."

"Suit yourself." Trish shrugged before stalking off over to the counter.

Once her best friend was completely gone, Ally sighed deeply before turning around to take a look at what that boy Austin is up to now. As far as she could see, it seemed like the girl he had his arms draped around on was gone and the only ones left with him was that same ginger-haired boy and two other ones with brown and black hair. They all seemed to be laughing out loud and from what Ally could see and hear, he was drunk. What, with the empty cans and bottles of Breezer and WKD and his slurred speech, it was pretty obvious he wasn't that 'Superman' Austin — not that she remembered how he hated to be called 'Superman' — that had saved her earlier on.

"So, what's the real reason you were late anyway?" The black-haired boy asked as he nudged Austin by the arm, giving him a very knowing look.

"Pft. It's nothing." Austin shrugged as he smirked smugly at all of them. "Just got caught up in some fight. No big deal."

"Who with?" The brunette boy asked curiously as he raised a curious eyebrow at his blonde friend.

"Just people." Austin shrugged again, this time, leaning back and closing his eyes.

"Oh! Come on Austin! What was it really?" The black-haired boy whined as he playfully punched Austin on the arm. "What're you keeping from us?"

"Swear to all the Vodka in the world it's nothing." Austin muttered before opening his eyes to scan the room. Seeing this, Ally immediately turned back around, wishing and hoping that he didn't see her.

Crossing her fingers, Ally grabbed a handful of her hair before shoving it in her mouth as she started chewing at it almost instantly — succumbing into her nervous temptations.

"Whatever." She heard one of Austin's friends grunt. "Be all mysterious and secretive like that then."

Sighing deeply, Ally spat out her hair before looking up to see Trish walking back towards their table with a tray full of nachos and a can of orange Royal.

"Heeeeey." She grinned as she plopped down on her seat right across Ally.

"Hi." Ally smiled slightly as she felt herself find comfort at the sight of her best friend's hungry antics.

"I love the nachos here! They're like the perfect kind of crunchy and the cheese is like the perfect kind of cheesy." Trish excitedly said as she started stuffing her face with the nachos, muttering an occasional 'So good' and 'Amazing' every now and then, making Ally laugh softly.

"I'm glad you're enjoying your—" Ally tried to say to her best friend but she immediately got cut off as she heard Austin's familiar voice ring through the air.

"Wait a minute Dez! I just need to flirt with these girls!" He said in a slurred manner.

"What girls?" His friend's voice came with a confused tone.

Ally's body stiffened as she felt a strong presence behind her, the smell of strong liquor accompanying it as Trish's eyes grew wide, looking up at whoever it was.

"Hello ladies." Came Austin's smooth — albeit slurred — voice as he bent down to lean on Ally's shoulder, his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin of her ear, making her shudder. "Specially to you, girlie."

"Erm, Austin, I think we should—" His friend tried to speak as he took a step closer — letting Ally see from the corner of her eyes that it was the ginger-haired boy — before Austin rudely cut him off.

"Oh, come on Dez! I'm just having a bit of fun!" He whined as he leaned even closer to Ally, making the brunette shut her eyes tight, the tears that were dying to come out earlier on, ready to burst out.

"Why don't you show them the ice cream penis you made and took a picture of from yesterday?" Ally heard another one of his friends snicker as Trish rolled her eyes.

"Hmmm..." Austin murmured before taking his phone out of his back pocket and shoving it right in front of Ally, showing her a picture of an ice cream. "Do you know what this is?"

Ally opened her brown eyes to take a sneak at whatever it was before she shut them close again as she squeaked out a soft 'Ice cream'. Trish raised her eyebrow at this before turning her head away, trying her best not to laugh.

"Cream comes out of it." Austin snickered while grinning as he rested his chin on Ally's shoulder, causing the girl to stiffen at the sudden intimate contact.

Trish's eyes bulged out as she covered her mouth, trying to contain her laughter that was just dying to burst out of her due to the sight before her.

"Austin—" The ginger haired boy tried to speak again but Austin cut him off once again.

"What's your name?" Austin asks Ally as he lifted his head up so that his chin didn't rest on her anymore. Instead, he just slung his arm over her shoulder.

Ally continued to squeeze her eyes shut, wishing that he'd just go away already. The way he was acting was so different from the guy who had helped her earlier on and she did not want to believe that this drunk flirt was the same guy she dubbed as her 'hero' not even a few hours ago.

The brunette girl held onto her book tightly for dear life, as if clinging on to it would make it all feel better. Trish was no help at all as she just quietly sat across Ally (and Austin) trying — and obviously failing — to hide her amused laughter.

Austin then leaned his head on Ally's as he started to speak again, asking Trish as he pointed at Ally, "Why is she not answering me?"

Trish could only shrug half-heartedly as a laughing fit dared to erupt out of her mouth. This earned her a raised eyebrow from the ginger-haired boy and a 'not so amused' scowl from Austin.

"She's being rude." He grunted as he let go of Ally, scratching the back of his neck. "Why is she being rude?"

Before Trish could say anything back to Austin, the ginger-haired friend of the blonde decided to speak up once again, trying his luck one more time, saying, "Austin, we gotta go."

Ignoring his friend's urgent request, Austin just shrugged before snaking his arm around Ally's waist, causing a gasp to escape from the brunette's lips as she fluttered her eyes open, jumping up from her seat a little. Feeling the slight jump — that he caused — from the brunette, Austin grinned before turning his full attention back to Trish.

"Is she always this rude?" Austin asked innocently at Trish as the feisty latina girl just rolled her eyes and dismissed his question with a shrug. Austin grunted as he let go of Ally before glaring at Trish, asking her, "What's your name?"

Slightly taken aback by the question, Trish just gaped at him — her mouth hanging wide open — as she continued to stare at the boy in front of her in bewilderment while he just shrugged in irritation before growling.

"Why are you both so rude?" He snapped before turning around to catch up with his ginger-haired friend who was now sick of Austin's lollygagging and has now started to head straight for the exit of the restaurant. He then grunted as he left, muttering to Ally and Trish, "Whatever. I gotta go."

Two seconds later, Ally finally released the breath she never knew she was holding as Trish stood up to take her now empty plate of food to the trashcan before exploding in laughter. This caused Ally to glare at the back of her best friend as all the customers stared at the curly-haired latina girl with confused and amused looks.

"Trish you should—" Before Ally could even finish, she felt someone sit down beside her and as she turned to look and see who it was, her eyes grew wide as her chocolate brown eyes clashed with another pair of brown innocent ones.

Still in the heat of the shock, Ally kept her mouth open, unable to think of what to say before the boy in front of her grinned as he leaned in to kiss her cheek before standing up to finally, really, leave. But, before he could completely walk out of the restaurant, he turned to face Ally's confused-filled eyes with his very own dopey smile.

"I love you." He mouthed at Ally with a wink of his eye before he completely turned to leave.

"Oh my God." Was all Trish could say before she started howling in laughter.

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IMPORTANT!

So, how'd you guys like that? Was it good? Bad? Was my Peter Pan writing style rubbing hard on it 'coz trust me, it's been awhile since I've written outside of Peter Pan :s I hope the plot somehow caught your attention though and that the drunk Austin didn't throw you off the fic. I haven't been inspired to write much lately but I've ran out of Auslly fics to read that I just had to write one or else my addiction would drive me insane. Now, as for the whole ice cream thing with Austin, funny story, it happened to me & my friends down town & well, while ice cream guy wasn't drunk, he did have that Austin-feel in him XD Hahahaha, I was so inspired by him (surprisingly, I got a crush on this guy now :P) that I just decided to write a fic about the event. It was originally intended to be a one-shot but now that I'm so super inspired, I'll just turn it into a chapter fic ^^ I hope you guys do like it & I haven't completely wrapped my head around the whole plot but, I know where this story's gonna go so, I hope you guys like it ^^ Reviews would be so much appreciated so, lemme know what you guys think, aye? :) Again, sorry for this long rant but, I just wanted to get this point across but now that I'm done, yeah... Okay, bye & read & review please XD Oh, and sorry for the strong language. It's a force of habit I'm trying to get rid of. Btw, if you can find a better title for this fic, I'd really appreciate it :')