Austin Moon definitely was not the kind of person to attend a wedding to enjoy the romantic aspect of it. No, he much rather enjoyed the bets he would propose with his buddies to see who could sleep with the hottest bridesmaid. Well that and the free drinks.

So when one of Austin's childhood friends invited him to his wedding, well how could he say no? It was another opportunity to land a hot piece of ass in the sack and enjoy some drunken laughs with his boys. Especially if it was with his friends Dez and Dallas. While Dez was a serious drunk who liked to deeply reflect on all the issues occurring in the world, Dallas was the kind of drunk who would hysterically cry about anything.

And besides, he had been on tour for over a year. It was time to go home.

He packed his suitcase with his best suit and tie and another weeks worth of clothes, a box of condoms under neath. He had talked to Elliot on the phone after receiving the invitation and he had asked him to come and help prepare for the special day.

"C'mon please. You can even come to the bachelor party if you come early. Strippers, drinks, and poker! Your favorite things," he had persuaded.

"Hmm. I'm not sure if I'm still thoroughly convinced," Austin joked.

"And the house is literally on the beach. You can be there anytime you want. Please."

"Okay. Stop begging, I'll be there next week."

Eight days until the wedding

Austin searched around the packed LAX airport for Elliot, finally finding his friend holding a poster board with the words "Austin Moon," written and covered in glitter. Of course he would make this a way of putting his arts and crafts skills to work.

"Not loving the girly sign, dude," Austin greeted, giving his friend a quick hug.

"You know you love it," he replied, taking his suitcase and walking him to his car parked outside. He couldn't stop talking about the wedding on the way over. How amazing the band he hired was and how the food was spectacular.

"And when you meet Ally,I know you're gonna love her," he gushed.

Yeah right. Elliot didn't exactly have a history of being a good judge of character. His past girlfriends had included cheaters, gold diggers, and psychos who stalked him 24/7. In fact, he had sworn off dating for years so the news of his engagement came as a big surprise. And he had only been with this girl for about three months. Why the rush?

Elliot pulled into the garage of the beach house. It was a two story tall house with color stained glass windows and dream catchers hanging on the porch. It gave Austin this calm vibe and he immediately fell in love with how relaxing the house seemed. Plus, it was right on the beach. It was perfect.

He received a quick tour from Elliot, greeted his parents, and then went to his guest room to unpack. It had a gorgeous ocean view from his window and the thought of just running into the waves excited him. Unpacking could wait.

He rushed downstairs and went directly to the waves, feeling the cold sensation on his legs as the waters crashed. He had missed this feeling of serenity and freedom while he was away on tour. Don't get him wrong, he loved meeting his fans and performing but the simple moment of being with his loved ones topped all of that. Sure there was texting and video chatting ,but it wasn't the same.

He decided after a while that it would be best to get back to his house since he had left unannounced and left his phone in his bedroom. Austin turned back towards the direction of the beach house but caught a glimpse of a girl trying to get out of foldable beach chair. He rushed over, trying to keep himself from laughing at the sight of the petite brunette struggling. He grabbed onto the chair, helping her maneuver out of it.

"I don't want to sound judgmental ,but if that's how you think you properly sit on a beach chair, I'm sorry to say you've been doing it wrong all these years," he smirked.

"For your information wise guy, that chair attacked me," she defended, fixing her hair.

"Did it now?"

"Yes," she exclaimed, frustrated at how he was laughing at her, "Stop laughing at me!" She punched him in the shoulder.

"Hey! I'm the one who saved you from the attack of the beach chair. You should be thanking me," he pointed out.

She pouted her lips and crossed her arms, finally giving in. "Fine. Thank you handsome stranger for saving me."

He shrugged. Handsome? Did she really just say that? He stared at her, finally noticing how beautiful she was. Her eyes were big and brown and her hair flowed perfectly onto her shoulders. She was different somehow.

"So are you going to tell me your name or am I just going to refer to you as stranger," she teased, breaking the silence.

"Hey! I thought I was 'handsome stranger'," Austin added.

"Seriously," she laughed, "Tell me."

"Austin Moon," he told her, taking his hand out so she could shake. "And yours,pretty stranger? Or am I just going to refer to you as that?"

"It's Ally. Ally Dawson," she blushed, taking his hand. Their eye contact stayed on each for a moment. A long, paused moment in time. Just the two of them
with their hands interlocked and their gaze set firmly upon each other. They released after a while, both of them blushing and not knowing what to say. Just as Austin was going to suggest to her the idea of maybe grabbing dinner later ,someone came and interrupted.

"Well I see you've two already met," Elliot laughed.

"You two know each other," Austin asked, confused as to how Elliot knew her.

"Sort of," he laughed, wrapping his arm around her waist,"Austin, this is my fiancée, Ally."

It's been years since ARS has been updated but I just haven't found my inspiration for it. This however popped into my head and I haven't been able to get out so here you go, another fanfic.

You can expect an update for both fics on Fanfiction Fridays.

Please review, follow, and favorite. Love always, Julia