Austin & Ally AU slightly important information that I couldn't fit into the story; The gang is in their last year of college, I guess, and haven't met before. Ally and Trish live together in a small apartment just outside of campus, and Austin and Dez just moved in next door but Trish and Ally are so busy that they've never really seen them. Ally still has the same dream of becoming a singer but with less severe stage fright. Austin is pursuing a career as a singer as well, but hasn't gotten his big break yet.

Now that that's all out of the way, read on and I hope you enjoy it enough to review or something. :D

DC: I don't own shit. :))))


"Hey, I'm going to this bar later, you should come. Jace said it's usually pretty calm. Not the crazy late night scene that you hate." Trish stated, plopping down on the other end of the couch.

I put down the book I was reading to look up at her. "What time?"

"In two hours."

I thought for a moment before answering. It's Christmas break, I have nothing planned tomorrow, so what harm could there be in going out for a little bit? "Okay. I'll go."

Trish grinned. "Great."

I decided I should shower before going to the bar, so I grabbed a few things and headed into the bathroom of our shared apartment.

I turned the water on, just hot enough to steam up the bathroom a little bit but not hot enough to burn my skin. I slipped my jeans, shirt and undergarments off before stepping into the shower.

After washing out my shampoo, I heard a quiet mumbling coming from what seemed to be the other side of the shower wall. It took a moment for me to realize it was quiet singing, and the song was one of my favorites.

"Oh, all my friends are turning green, you're the magicians assistant in their dreams.." It sounded like a guy singing. "Ohh, ooh, and they come unstuck,

"Lady, running down to the riptide,

taken away to the dark side,

I wanna be your left hand man."

He has a really good voice, whoever he is.

"I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat cause you're gonna sing the words wrong." I found myself singing along before I could stop.

He hesitated for one moment too long, and I worried I had freaked out our newest neighbors, but he continued our impromptu duet. "There's this movie that I think you'll like; This guy decides to quit his job and heads to New York City,"

"This Cowboys running from himself, and she's been living on the highest shelf." We both sang.

"Ohh, ooh,"

"And they come unstuck," He sang out. "Lady, running down to the riptide, taken away to the dark side, I wanna be your left hand man,"

"I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat cause you're gonna sing the words wrong."

"You're gonna sing the words wrong," he harmonized with me.

"I just wanna, I just wanna know if you're gonna, if you're gonna stay," I sang.

"I just gotta, I just gotta know. I can't have it, I can't have it any other way," we sang together.

"I swear she's destined for the screen,

Closest thing to Michelle Pfieffer that you've ever seen, oh,

Lady, running down to the riptide,

taken away to the dark side,

I wanna be your left hand man,"

"I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat 'cause you're gonna sing the words wrong," we finished together.

There was an awkward silence and I heard his shower shut off shortly after. I finished showering and stepped out into the steam-filled bathroom.

I got ready, trying to get his voice out of my head as I dried and curled my hair. His singing was beautiful, honestly.

By the time I got dressed, it was almost time to leave.

"Is this okay?" I asked Trish as I stepped out of my closet in a white tee, black jeans and black ankle boots.

She looked me up and down. "You look fine. Let's go."

We both grabbed our purses before heading to my car outside.


"Jace! Hi!" I greeted Trish's current boyfriend with a quick side hug.

"Hey, Ally. Trish." He kissed her cheek and led us to his very small group of friends. "Everybody, Trish and Ally. Ally and Trish, everybody." He introduced us. His friends, two guys and one girl, all smiled and greeted us before going back to talking to each other.

I gave a smile and a little wave before excusing myself to get a drink. As I approached the bar, a tall guy with shaggy blonde hair tripped me.

"Shit! Are you okay?" He set his glass on a nearby table and leaned down to help me up.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." I mumbled, and took his hand for him to help me up.

"I am so sorry," he said, letting go of me once I was steadily on my feet.

I finally got the change to get a good look at this guy. He wore a leather jacket over a white tee, dark jeans and worn out converse. I must say, he was pretty hot.

"It's-it's, uh, okay. I'm fine." I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Are you sure? I swear I didn't mean to do that." I let out a short laugh at the look in his eyes. He seemed like a lost puppy and it was absolutely endearing.

"I'm sure. I'm okay, really. I'm a clumsy person; this kind of stuff happens all the time."

"Okay." He paused, biting his lip in thought. Is it really possible to be that attractive? "Can I buy you a drink?"

"I don't know-"

"Please? It's not really anything more than an apology drink." He promised, and I could tell he meant well by the look in his eyes.

But that doesn't mean I would accept right off the bat. Hey, a girl's gotta have a little bit of fun.

"Really? Cause it seems pretty flirty to me." I teased, crossing my arms and smirking.

"It might be a little. It's mostly an apology drink, though." He admitted with a small grin that made me blush.

Keep it together, Dawson..

"..fine." I smiled back.

"Cool." We both walked to the bar and he looked at me, eyes wide as if suddenly he realized that he forgot something. "I'm Austin, by the way." He reached out his hand for me to shake.

I shook his hand. "I'm Ally. It's nice to meet you, Austin."

"What'll it be?" The bartender asked us, appearing out of nowhere and leaning over the ledge of the bar.

"I'll have a glass of strawberry wine." I said, smiling politely at the red head.

"And I'll have-"

"Bottle of Samuel Adams. I know, buddy."

When I gave the bartender an odd look, he explained, "He's my best friend. I know what he drinks cause his sorry ass is in here all the ti-"

"OH-KAY, that's enough of that," Austin interrupted, causing me to laugh. "Can you just get our drinks?" He sent the bartender a look that screamed shut up or I'll end you.

The redhead laughed, nodding. "Hold on." He grabbed a bottle of Samuel Adams beer and opened it before handing it to Austin, then turned around and poured my glass of wine before handing it to me. "That'll be-"

"Here." Austin handed the bartender a ten dollar bill.

"Oh. You're actually paying this time? So this is a date?" The bartender smirked wickedly at his friend, who just rolled his eyes. Austin was going to protest, but his friend continued before he had the chance to. "In that case, I'm Dez. His best friend. It's about time this idiot got a date."

"It's-It's not a date, Dez!" Austin shouted, giving him that same shut up look from before. "And if it was, it'd be over by now. You make me seem like a drunk loser who can't ever get a damn date, for Christ's sake." His cheeks were tinted red and I couldn't help but giggle at the sight.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, Dez. I should really get back to my friends, though."

"Oh." Austin seemed a bit disappointed, but I didn't have the guts to say anything about it. I mean, he's a complete stranger, it's not really appropriate for me to prod.. "Okay. Well, bye."

"It was nice talking to you, Austin. And thanks for the drink." I smiled, slightly apologetically, up at Austin before walking away with my glass of wine in hand.

Trish was watching me with wide eyes as I sat next to her at the long table on the other end of the room. "Who the hell is that? He's hot."

I glanced back at Austin, whose back was facing me by now. He and Dez were having a conversation. I looked back at my friend. "His name is Austin. He tripped me and then bought me a slightly-flirty apology drink." I laughed to myself, but Trish just looked at me weird.

"He was obviously into you! I could tell from way over here. What the hell are you doing talking to me? Go back over there and get it, Ally!"

I hesitated, my eyes flicking back to the blonde. "No..I shouldn't.." I took a sip of my wine, watching Trish over the rim of the glass.

She just rolled her eyes, sighing. "It's been forever since you had a date. Ever since Dallas and Brit-"

"That's not it. I'm over him, you know that." I shook my head. It's true, I was over my lying, cheating ex-boyfriend. I just didn't want to ask Austin out because...well, just because. "Plus, you could be wrong. I doubt he even liked me-"

"Uh, think again," Trish interrupted, eyes widening at something behind me. "Hot guy at two o'clock."

I turned around, confused, and saw a very nervous Austin walking my way.

"Hi." He said, quite awkwardly. He paused, chuckling at himself.

"Hi." I couldn't help the smile on my face.

"Can I sit here? I can't seem to find another empty chair." He grinned, and I looked around the nearly empty bar before nodding. "Cool. Thanks."

We spent the rest of the night talking.


This is going to be a two-shot. The next chapter should be up within the week!