Better Together | Auslly One Shots & Mini Fanfics

you will always break my fall, part 1

Hello, my lovely readers! It's been a while. I had the idea for this a couple of months ago and now I finally am putting it to fruition. as you can tell, i based it off of parachute. it's one of my favorite songs from a&a altogether and it's very special to me. It has a very different vibe altogether from Two in a Million (my first work, for those that don't know); I will warn you this three-shot is not uplifting in any means (I definitely teared up writing this, if that's any consolation). Which brings me to my next point about two in a million: if you haven't read it, don't read this three-shot. It won't make sense (plus it contains spoilers). Go read two in a million, and then come back to this one! I like to think that this mini fanfic will give us an idea of what happened during the parts of the story we didn't get to see. For this chapter, it corresponds with 16 and 17. If you haven't read those in a while, I'd advise going back and rereading them, just to refresh your memory.

Again, this first part corresponds with 16 and 17. I also wanted to put a content warning out there: this chapter contains references to food/not eating, loss, depression, and anxiety. I say this because I don't want it to be a surprise to anyone, and I don't want to make anybody upset. I felt it was important to put out there.

Alright... that's all for now, I guess. Thanks for all your guys' support on two in a million. I'll talk to you guys at the end.

-Ej

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one: far away dreams

october 17th, 2021

around 2 a.m.

"Austin?" Austin's eyes snapped open and he rolled over on his other side to face Ally. She scooted closer to him, letting out a slight whimper at the sound of his voice. 

"Ally?" he asked. "Everything okay?"

"Austin," Ally said with a shaky voice. That's when he remembered.

"Hey," he whispered. Austin sat up in the bed, propping himself up with one arm as Ally leaned into him, her tears soaking his shirt. Her sobs, though muffled, seemed to echo throughout the empty house. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders in an attempt to comfort her, rubbing her back with one hand. "Shhh, it's okay." Austin kissed the top of her forehead lightly. "It's okay, Als. I'm here." Though the sound of her crying absolutely destroyed him inside, he fought back the urge to start crying himself and instead pulled his wife closer to his body.

"I...I..." she stuttered, before bursting into tears again.

"It's okay. You don't need to...to say anything," Austin choked. A stray tear made its way down his face. He quickly wiped it away, sniffling, and focused back on Ally.

"I h-had a... I... had a b-bad dream..." 

"Shhh..." Austin whispered. 

"The... the baby..." she paused, squeezing her eyes shut. Ally's heart was beating so loudly that she was sure Austin could hear it. "It... it survived." Austin nodded. "But then... then they took it away from me." She exhaled shakily, then inhaled. 

Ally hiccupped, then threw her head back, letting out a small groan. "They t-took away the baby and wouldn't...wouldn't tell us why..." Tears started to form in her eyes again. "And then... I woke up and I realized..." her voice trailed off, disappearing into sobs.

Austin stared through the darkness down at Ally, his stomach churning itself into knots. He felt like he was going to be sick. He'd never seen Ally like this, and he wasn't sure what to do. 

Austin flipped the bedside lamp on and squinted as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. Ally leaned into him, still whimpering a bit. Her head was resting in the crook of his neck and her arms were wrapped tightly around his stomach. Austin reached down and kissed her hairline again. Another tear slid down Ally's cheek.