Trez (and Others) One-Shots! (Requests Open)

A Shoulder

This request goes like this:

"Can you do a fanfic where Dez and Carrie get back together, but suddenly Carrie breaks up with him again? Of course Dez is devastated but Trish tries her best to console him in the way that she can. Just make it sweet and cute (auslly isnt there with Dez they can be out on a date or something) thank you :)"

Hope you like it! I kind of incorporated Austin and Ally a bit, but had it so they couldn't stay. Hope that's okay!

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"Dezzy...Dez. I know that we just got back together recently, but..." Carrie starts, her eyes falling down to the table in front of her. The normally bouncy blonde seems off, and not in her usual chipper way either.

"What's wrong, babe?" her redheaded boyfriend inquires, leaning over the table and taking her hands in his. He tries to establish eye contact with her, but she isn't having it. She sighs, and though it is painful for her to do so, she manages to look him in the eyes.

"It's just not the same anymore, Dez. We're done. And I don't just mean with this dinner." She pulls her hands away from his and gets up from the table. Dez stares off in the same direction, his mind taking its sweet time to process what had just happened. Carrie grabs her clutch and lays a few twenties down on the table. "Dinner's on me," she insists. He looks up at her.

"Y-you mean...You don't want to be with me?" His bottom lip quivers as his eyes start to glaze over. "B-but...We...You..." He holds her gaze for short while, but as soon as the heaviness from his hurt comes crashing down on him, he buries his face in his hands. She pats his back gently, trying to comfort him.

"Dez, don't cry. It's just...I don't think this is working. And it's not just because of the long-distance. I know it's not just me. I know you feel it, too. I'm so sorry. I really hope we can stay friends or something."

"Or something." He pulls his hands away from his face and turns to look at her. She frowns, turning away, unable to face him any longer, then walks away. His hands find their way back to his face.

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"I don't understand," Dez manages to utter through his heavy, unceasing sobs. "We just got back together." The blond minds the redheaded boy with sympathy in his eyes. He gives the boy's shoulder a gentle squeeze, trying to put him at ease, and lets out a heavy exhale.

It had been a long day for Austin – between prepping for the dance class he had to teach later and helping Ally out with keeping Ridley calm, barely a trickle of energy remains in him – and he still has yet to teach his class. But he has to be there for his best friend, too. That's what best friends do, right?

"Dez...It'll be okay. If Carrie doesn't want you, forget about her. It's her loss. There's absolutely no one like you out there, and some lucky girl will see that someday and you'll get your happily ever after. I guarantee it, buddy." Austin shifts forward and wraps his arms around the blubbering boy, who proceeded to sob in his shoulder.

"Austin!" a voice calls out from atop the staircase.

"Yes, my little Goose-Pickle?" he asks his girlfriend, teasingly, gently pulling away from Dez and turning around on the couch to look up at her. The girl rolls her eyes and heads down the stairs.

"Your class is about to start. You and Dez can cuddle later. You should probably get going, Tiger-Pancake," she retaliates. Austin frowns, turning to his sobbing friend. He can't just leave Dez alone in this state. As Ally draws closer, it finally registers that Dez had been crying. Not the loud, comical sobbing that she had gotten used to, but the quiet and deep kind, with him gasping every now and then for air. It pains her to watch and listen to him be this way – it just isn't him. The him whose tears were always short-lived. The him that could be cheered up with ease. The him that would usually have snide remark about her hair by this time of day.