Brushing Hair

Austin

Ally

Stalker Guy (3rd person POV)

Setting- After the store has closed, about 10 or 11 at night.

Stalker Guy's POV (a.k.a. 3rd person)

"Ugh!"

"What's wrong?"

"I can't get this song done!" Ally yelled, and then stormed up to the practice room.

Being Austin, he followed her.

"Okay, okay. Just calm down, put the book away, and sit on the floor"

"The floor? Why?"

"Trust me. Just do it."

"Fine."

After she sat down, Austin left to go get her hairbrush. Then, he sat down behind her on the couch, and started brushing her hair.

"Austin, why are you brushing my hair?"

"Well, last week, you said it relaxes you, and you desperately need to be relaxed right now, so I'm brushing your hair."

"Thanks, Austin."

"Anytime, Ally-Cat."

After about 30 minutes, he stopped brushing her hair.

"So, do you feel better Ally?"

No response.

"Ally?"

Then he realized that she had fallen asleep, and he smiled because she was so cute when she was sleeping, at least that's what he thought. So he picked her up, set her on his lap, and cradled her until she woke up.

"A-Austin?"

"Yeah?"

"I fell asleep on the floor, so how did I end up in your lap?"

"Well, you looked uncomfortable, so I picked you up. Anyway, are you relaxed now?"

She didn't catch that last part because she was too busy focusing on how warm he was and how she never wanted to leave where she was right now.

"Ally? Ally? ALLY?"

"Huh?"

"Are you more relaxed now?"

"Oh, yeah. I'm much more relaxed."

He didn't catch that last part, because he was too busy focusing on how pretty the brunette in his arms was, and how he never wanted to let her go.

"Austin? Austin? AUSTIN?"

"Huh?"

"I said, I'm much more relaxed. Happy?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Good. Thanks. I really needed that." Then she laid her head on his chest, and smiled because she couldn't believe that she was in her crush's lap, and that he was allowing her to do this.

"You're so welcome, Ally-Cat." Then he laid his head on top of hers, and smiled because he was holding his crush, and she hadn't asked to get down yet, and truthfully, he was hoping they would never have to leave this position.

"Hey, Austin?"

"Yeah?" he answered, without moving his head.

"Can you let me down, just for a second?"

"Sure." he answered, trying, (but failing), to mask the depression in his voice.

Then, after he let her go, Ally got up, laid down, and let her head rest in his lap. Austin didn't even try to hide his smile.

"Get up."

"But I just lay down!"

"I don't care. Get up."

"Okay."

So, she got up while Austin laid down, and when she was about to protest, Austin spoke up.

"Okay. Now lay down."

"Austin, that means I would be on top of you."

"I know. Lay down."

"No!"

"Please? With a pickle on top?"

"Ugh! Fine!"

So, she laid down on top of him, and then rested her head right where his heart would be. Austin wrapped his arms around her, (a little low for "just friends", I might add.)

"Umm, Austin? Your arms are a little low…"

"So what?"

"Well,"

He cut her off with a kiss, and she kissed him back. After they broke apart, gasping for oxygen, Austin spoke up.

"Now are my arms too low?"

Ally laughed.

"They're just fine, Moon."

THE END!