This is my first Auslly Fanfiction So please give it a chance.

Its kind of different from all of the other Fanfictions I've read but I think I did a pretty good job with it.

Enjoy!


"The electric guitars are over there," Ally said, pointing at the large and colorful shelf filled with electric guitars. "Although, I would suggest starting with acoustic, you know, it's easier to start with a softer and easier guitar."

She smiled softly at the young boy, clinging onto his mother's hand. He grinned back at her, jumping up and down, obviously excited.

"So where are the acoustic ones?" The mother asked.

"Over there, next to the tubas and harmonicas," Ally pointed. "Here, I'll show you."

As Ally leaded the two people to the guitars, she saw a quite disgusting sight. Her two best friends were trying to play harmonicas, but not normally. As Austin was blowing into the harmonica, cheese splattered around the floor, messing up a few guitars. Dez held up his camera and signed Austin to do it again. Austin blew again, and the string cheese landed on Ally's shiny brown hair. Both boys laughed.

"Great Shot Austin! We need to put that in your next video," Dez exclaimed.
"Ally's face was priceless!" Austin said, excited.

They both did their secret handshake, "What-Up!"

Ally groaned, "What did I tell you about food in the store!"

"We're sorry Ally. But you really should have seen your face!" Austin said letting out a small laugh.

"No food in the store," Ally said, trying to hide a small smile.
She headed back to her desk and waited for other customers.

"Guess who got a job at the Art Store!" Trish said as she entered the music store.

"Hey Trish," Ally said simply.

"What's up with you?" Trish asked. "You tired?"

Ally sighed,

"How long have you been working?" Trish asked again.

"6 hours... I think," Ally answered.

Trish's eyes widened, "You worked for 6 hours? Is that even legal? I don't know how I would survive If I had to work that long!"

"Hum Trish, you're supposed to work that much...especially when it's 2 in the afternoon." Ally reminded her.

"Wait what? Oh god, I gotta go."
"Wait where are you going?"

"I'm going to the art store to quit, I can't work for that long!"

Ally watched as her friend hurried out of the door. She opened her notebook and started to jot down a few lyrics, doodling on the side of them.

"Excuse me?" A voice asked.

"Welcome to the Music Store. How can I help you?" She said, as if she was a recording, not looking up at the customer.

"I'm looking for a daughter," the customer said again.

Ally frowned and looked up from her book, "I'm sorry mam, we don't sell daugh- Mom?"

The Woman smiled, "Hi honey,"

"MOM! It is you! Oh, I missed you so much!" Ally said, throwing herself into her mother's arms. "How was Africa?"

"Oh honey, I have so much to tell you about Africa! I even brought you little souvenirs," Ally's Mom exclaimed.

"Wait, no dead animals like last time right?" Ally made sure, "That lion head really scares me. Not the best present for a 7 year old."

They both laughed.

"Hey Ally I- Oh, who is this?" Austin asked.

"Oh yeah, that's my Mom," Ally smiled.

"It's really great to meet you Austin, I've heard a lot about you," Ally's mom exclaimed shaking his hand.

"It's great to meet you too Mrs Daussin," Austin replied politely.

He's cute, Ally's mom mouthed to her daughter.

Ally looked at her mother, scrunching slightly her eyebrows and shrugged. She never thought about Austin that way. Sure, he was kinda cute. Well, being cute really helps in starting a music carrer. He wouldn't have as many fan girls as he had if he wasn't cute. And he has to look good to commercialize for his albums. So he was kinda cute. I mean, who wouldn't be cute if they had that blond hair, and that nose that cutely scrunched up when he was confused.

"Ally? ALLY!" Austin yelled.

"What?" Ally asked, interrupted from her thoughts.

"You okay? You were looking into space weirdly," Austin made sure.

Ally quickly wiped off the drool from her face, "Yeah, I just had a long day,"

"Oh, okay, anyways, I wanted to tell you that I won't be able to make it at 5, so I was thinking we could move our session to 8:30? I could bring some Chinese takeout." Austin said.

"Hum, I kinda wanted to spend the night with my-" Ally saw her mom signing her otherwise, "but that would be great!"

Austin grinned, "Cool, see ya at 8:30,"

"See ya,"

Ally smiled and returned back to her small stand with her Mother following close behind her.

"Yes, the drums would be 45 dollars, Thank you!" Ally told a customer.

"So what was that about?" Ally's mom asked maliciously.

Ally looked at her mom, confused, "Hum, I just sold some drums,"

"No, not that, Austin!" She exclaimed.

"Oh, he's just coming over later, no biggie," Ally responded.

Ally's mom smiled, "So how long has this been going on?"

"Last year I think, it's been a little more than a year," Ally said simply, putting a harmonica in a bag.

"Wow! You seriously jumped to the chase! Like a lion looking for its prey. I mean, you met him a little more than a year ago too!" Ally's mom said.

"I guess, I mean, my life seriously changed after I met him. So I guess I jumped to the chance." Ally answered, quite confused as to what her mother meant.

"Pardon me for asking but... Have you had your first kiss with him yet?" Ally's mom asked her anxiously.

"Wait what? Austin and I we- I mean me and Austin- we're-we're- Oh! You thought me and Austin-he he- you thought we were dating? I mean... Whaaat? That's totally crazy!" Ally exclaimed, trying to convince her mother.

"But didn't you just-"

Ally laughed nervously, "We became music partners a year ago, we didn't... Hehe... Start dating,"

"But-"

"And he's coming to write a song with me tonight, he's not coming for a date! He's really just a-"

Ally's mom put her hands over her daughter's mouth, "I get it honey, I just assumed, I mean, you should see the way you look at each other-"

"Yeah, but that's because we're best fri-"

Ally's mom shot a glare at her daughter, "I wasn't done. I just assumed with all of the things you told me, and your letters are full of him. But I now understand that you think that you're just friends,"

Ally looked at her mother quizzically, "I know we're just friends,"

Her mother laughed, " Of course you do Ally. I'm just saying. But I should stop meddling with your love life, you should chose your own path. However if you need to talk about anything, even Austin, you can always come to me,"

Ally smiled, "Thanks Mom,"

"We'll I'm gonna have to go, I have an important meeting with your father,"Then she whispered into Ally's ear, "By the way, you still have some drool on the corner on your lip."

Ally blushed and quickly rubbed off the remaining drool. Her mother laughed and hugged her.

"Bye honey,"

"Bye Mom,"


"So, I brought noodles, dumplings, some soup, chicken fingers, mushu chicken, and rice... Do you think that will be enough?" Austin asked, pulling the food out of his bag.

Ally looked up from her book and sighed sarcastically, "No, I'm gonna be starving after all of that food!"

Austin smiled, "Well then, good thing I brought some pickles,"
"There were pickles at a Chinese restaurant?" Ally asked.

"No, of course not. I just stopped at a supermarket to get some. I know their your favorite!" Austin said, pulling out a huge jar of pickles.

"Aw, that's so sweet! Thanks Austin!" Ally exclaimed.

"Hey, we have to get those creative juices flowing!" Austin said, "What do you want? Apple? Orange? Tangerine? Pineapple?" He asked, pulling out juice from his bag.

Ally looked at the bag, a little scared, "Hum... I think I'm okay. How do you fit all of that in such a small bag?"

Austin just shrugged.

"Anyways, I have a couple of ideas for new songs," Ally started, flipping pages in her book.

Austin walked to Ally, "Can I-?"

"Don't touch my book!" Ally screeched.

"Sorry," Austin said guiltily.

"Anyways, I was thinking of a song about a great party-"

"We did that two weeks ago," Austin reminded her.

Ally flipped a few more pages,"Right. What about a song about believing in yourself?"

"Please Ally, I'm a singer, not a psychologist." Austin said, grabbing a dumpling to eat.

Ally groaned, "Hum... What about a song about the joy of eating healthy?"

"Now you're just being ridiculous."

"Well, I'm sorry. Do you have any better ideas genius?" Ally asked, stuffing a chicken finger into her mouth.

"Actually, I do, what about a song about love?"

"You want to write a love song?" Ally asked, confused, as she took a bite of a pickle.

Austin jumped onto the couch, "Kind of. A song about loving wha your doing, loving the music, loving to mess around and just having fun. Loving all your friends and family, loving people who make you become a better person. Kind of the feeling I have towards you."

Ally almost choked on her pickle, "M-me?"

"Yeah, You, and Dez and Trish," Austin explained.

"Oh,"

They stared at eachother. Ally still bright red and Austin trying to figure out what Ally was thinking about.

"So... You want to start the song?" Austin asked awkwardly.

Ally looked up, "oh, hum yeah sure. Come next to the piano."

Austin smiled and sat right next to her.

"So here is a beat I was thinking about," Ally said, starting to play a very jumpy tune off the piano. She looked at Austin and he was closing his eyes, bobbing his head at the sound of the music. His hair was wiggling, jumping up and down like golden feathers. His smile was plain and sweet, with a mix of excitement too. He looked kind of cute...

A false note ruined her pleasant daydream and she turned back to their no as Austin brutally opened his eyes.

"Was that normal?" Austin asked.

Ally blushed and put her hands in her dress, "Sorry. No. That wasn't normal. I just got kinda... Distracted I guess..."

Austin smiled, "That's okay," he turned back to the piano and started to add a little to Ally's tune, adding little fun twists to it.

"Hey Austin?" Ally asked shyly.

"Hum?" Austin mumbled, still very concentrated with his music and the tune he was playing.

Ally thought back to the conversation she had had with her mother. She thought back at the confusion and mix ups they both had. She took a breath. She couldn't believe she was about to say or do this for that matter.

"Hum... Don't take this the wrong way... Hehehe... This is totally random and has no purpose behind it!" Ally started, biting a few strands of her brown hair.

"What's up?" Austin asked, still not looking up at his partner and still playing on the small piano in the practice room.

"This isn't a date right?" Ally asked guiltily. She regretted the words right when they came out of her mouth.

Austin suddenly stopped playing the piano and stared at his partner. Then he smiled

"Of course it isn't! We're just practicing and making music together. That doesn't mean that this is a date!" Austin explained.

Ally sunk in her chair, weirdly disappointed by her friends answer to her oh-so simple question. But suddenly, Austin did something totally unexpected.

He kissed her. On the cheek.

Ally blushed and touched the place where his lips had touched her cheek.

"So , let's start making some awesome music!" Austin said, grinning.

Ally gave him a nervous smile.

This wasn't a date.

They were just two very close friends who were having dinner together at a piano. They were just two close friends that smiled at eachother and stared at eachother. They were just two close friends who just had speck on the cheek and felt 4th of July fire works.

Definitely not dating.


So there it is!

I hope you enjoyed that.

this was just an idea I came up with in the car.

i know because of some spoilers that Ally's Mom Was going to come so I kind of imagined it.

I tried to keep everyone as in character as possible!

tell me if I did a good or bad job!

REVIEW! PLZ PLZ PLZ

If I get at least 10 reviews, I will either continue this of make a bunch of one shots out of it, you chose!

:D

Clara