Give You the Moon by Aubree Powders (An Austin and Ally fanfiction)
Ally Dawson woke up one beautiful Saturday morning, just knowing that it was the perfect time to write a song. "I'd give you the moon if I had to; I'd write every song just about you. Can't you see I'd give anything for us to be together?" she wrote on a paper in her songbook. She used it as both a journal and a songbook, so it was very close to her at all times. Her friends were not allowed to touch it, not to mention open it and look at the contents. She called her song, "Give You the Moon" and wrote a little A.D. by it. She then looked at her alarm clock. It read 10:45 a.m. "Oh my GOD!" she screamed. "I'M GONNA BE LATE FOR MY JOB!" She burst into her closet, sorted through a pile of clothes, ate her cereal as if she was a lion who had just murdered a baby gazelle, and ran to her father's music store, Sonic Boom. She walked through the doors just as her father said, "It's 11:00 Ally," He seemed calm. "You are right on time. I have to talk with the music dealer in Kentucky, so I won't be back until next week. Until I get back, you are in charge of the store. Remember, okay, sweetie?" Ally looked at her father. "Of course, dad, I'll remember. Bye, dad! Have a safe trip!" she yelled to her father, who was already headed toward the parking lot. "Bye, Ally!" he yelled back. Then, as if she had blinked, he was gone. Her best friend, Trish, walked in at that moment and said, "Guess who got a job at the cell phone accessory cart?" Ally's throat felt like it would shut and cut off all of the oxygen in her body. "You're working with Dallas?" Trish nodded and said, "I even got his PHONE NUMBER!" Ally's eye twitched in jealousy. "Y-YOU, got DALLAS' ph-ph-PHONE NUMBER!" Trish said, "Yeah. I literally just said that." She walked over to the guitar aisle when their friend Dez walked in. "Hey, Dez," Ally said, smiling. She liked Dez. Dez was funny and sweet. "Hey, Ally. Hi, Trish," Dez replied back to them. Trish made a face to herself and Dez made one back. Dez immediately became more serious and stopped making faces at Trish. "Uh, Ally?" Ally seemed hopeful that maybe Dez would ask her out, but what Dez said was, "I was kind of hoping you could write a song for Austin. See, no one knows who he is anymore. It's been like a year since he's been famous." Ally's grin turned into a bored expression. "Yeah, so what am I supposed to do about it?" "I need you to write a song especially for Austin. He's more into love songs now, if that helps." Ally remembered her songbook in the attic of the store, and said, "Hold on, Dez. I think I can help. Trish, you take charge of the store." She ran up the stairs and into the attic. She remembered some of the stuff from the year before. Austin had made renovations to the room up there where she kept her piano and instruments. She noticed the songbook on the piano and grabbed it. When she walked back downstairs, Dez and Trish were fighting over an oboe. "MINE!" Dez said. "NO! IT'S MINE!" Trish said. Ally grabbed the oboe and said, "MINE," and put it back on the shelf. She tore a page of the book off. "Hmm," said Dez. "It's called 'Give You the Moon.' That's Austin's last name! Clever, aren't you, Miss Dawson?" Ally blushed a little. She could tell. Her cheeks felt like they were burning. "Well, I try." Dez flashed a smile at Ally. Ally noticed that it had been a long time since she had seen Dez smile, but she liked it. "So, this is it?" Ally nodded, and said, "Yep. This is it. The song that Austin's going to sing is right there." She looked into Dez's eyes. "Thanks, and now I have to ask you another thing." Ally smiled, said, "Yeah, what?" and knew through the look in Dez's eyes that it was going to be something really romantic. "You, uh, want to go out sometime?" Ally smiled, nodded, and Dez said, "Okay, uh, how does Friday work for you?" Ally thought to herself. "It's free. At what time are you planning this, uh, 'date?'" "7?" "And where will we go?" "How does dinner and a movie sound?" Ally smiled. "It sounds great to me, Dez. Bye!" She felt a burst of happiness. Trish made fake gagging noises behind them. Dez walked out of the store, with the piece of paper in his hand.
Austin Moon woke up that afternoon with the sudden urge to visit his old friend, Ally Dawson. But instead, he was greeted with Dez handing him a piece of paper. "This, my friend, is your savior." Austin was still half-asleep when he got the paper, but read the whole thing through. "Who wrote this?" he said, in astonishment. "Ally did. And guess what?" Dez asked. "I'm going on a DATE with her!" Austin immediately had his eyes open wide in shock. "ALLY DAWSON IS GOING OUT WITH YOU?" Austin rubbed his eyes and pinched himself to see if he was dreaming. "Yep, this Friday, at 7, my man. Dinner and a movie and possibly a kiss or two." Austin couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had always liked Ally, but had no idea that Ally had liked Dez. "ARE YOU MAD?" he asked his red-headed friend. "No, I'm Dez," he replied. Austin knew that Dez had had a crush on Ally, but didn't know that Ally would ever feel the same way and say yes when he made a move. If Austin was going to win Ally, he had to play rough. "Dez, what if I said that I liked Ally?" Dez stared at him for a moment, surprised, but then broke out into sudden laughter. "YOU can NOT like Ally. It is BRO CODE!" Austin laughed nervously. "Dude, I was joking." Dez looked at Austin, confused, and said, "I don't get it." "Never mind," he said, wondering if there was an exception in the bro code. Dez had made up this "bro code" in one of the notebooks in his backpack. "Rule one: Always stand up for your bro. Rule two: Never make a move on his girl. Rule three: NO EXCEPTIONS." Austin remembered. "Oh, well real smooth, Austin," he thought.
Ally was doodling in her songbook, when Trish walked up to her and took the book. Ally became infuriated. "GIVE IT BACK!" she screamed. Trish looked at the doodles. "Gross! You can have it! It has Dez + Ally all over it and hearts. You, my friend, are SICK." She handed it back to Ally and walked out of the store. All of a sudden, her old friend, Austin Moon, ran through the door. "ALLY DAWSON, WE NEED TO TALK." He sounded urgent, and Ally could tell that something was wrong by the tone of his voice. "What do you want, Austin?" "I want to know why Dez asked you out and why you said yes." "What's the matter? Jealous, much?" "No, I'm not!" Austin's cheeks turned bright red as soon as he said it. "Well, then why are you blushing, Austin?" "Ally, I know that you've never been THAT into Dez." Ally said, quietly, "People can change." "What?" "PEOPLE CAN CHANGE, Austin. You know? Maybe I changed!" Austin looked her in the eye and said, "Don't say that, Ally. You've always been the ONE thing in my crazy messed up life that's been normal, and now YOU'RE turning crazy and messed up, too?" Ally felt that he was right in the pit of her stomach. "I...I've changed, Austin. You need to accept that." She looked him in the eye. Instead of a feeling of guilt in her stomach now, though, was the feeling of a million butterflies trapped in it. His eyes were light hazel, and forgiving, and kind, but she noticed in the corners that there were tears in them. "I'm sorry, Austin…" she said. But then, something in those bright eyes compelled her to pick up the phone, call Dez, and tell him that she couldn't make it to the date.
Dez was heartbroken. The girl of his dreams had said yes when he asked her out, and now she couldn't go because she was moving to Canada. Or at least that was what she said on the phone. His eyes filled with tears as he said her name again. "Ally Dawson." He couldn't say it anymore.
Austin looked at Ally. "Who did you just call?" "Dez…" she said, quietly. "Really? Well, what did you say to him?" "I cancelled our date." "What! He'll be heartbroken! He'll have to quit being my manager! Why did you DO that!" Ally couldn't tell Austin why. She had no idea herself why she would do something like that to Dez. Maybe she didn't have feelings for Dez after all. Maybe, she'd been after the wrong guy. Maybe… she had feelings for… AUSTIN. This could be the start of a beautiful nightmare, she thought…
A/N: This is a one-shot, possibly two-shot, depending on the amount of readers/favorites/good reviews... So... yeah. I guess... goodbye for now?