So hello and um, I had this story in my mind for a Long time so here it goes...


"Austin...I wanted to fall in love like any regular twenty year old girl. You know with privacy and dates at the ice cream parlor. Without video cameras watching your freaking every move. Without ten other girls trying to win you over...and people watching you and deciding on their own behalf that I'm not right for you. I didn't want to fall in love like this. In fact, it was never my idea to come to the auditions Austin!" I slide down the wall and onto the floor in defeat. My red sparkly dress scraping against the wall while Austin listens to my stupid rant. Austin in his tuxedo and his golden blonde hair. The Austin whom I've grown to love over these last five months. The Austin which I've decided to trust. The famous pop-star Austin Moon.

I sigh heavily and plant my face in my knees, my headache hurting like hell.

"Ally...you kinda are..." He replies and I look up to see him smiling like he knows what he's doing. He bends down and sits beside me on the dirty floor.

I look at him like he's crazy. "Austin...look around! Were stuck in a janitor's closet next to dirty old brooms and mops! This isn't what I meant. Never mind, I shouldn't have told you that. Let me look for a way out, so you can go back to the party. Daisy is probably looking for you." I start to get up, only to be brought back down by Austin's hand on my wrist. "What are you doin-?"

"Let her look for me, it's not like the party was fun anyways. I rather stay here with you." He smiles and I sit back down slowly, my cheeks bursting with a light red. It probably matches my dress.

"O-okay..." I answer and start to fiddle with my fingers. My gosh Ally! You are twenty-three years old! Stop acting like a love sick school girl and start acting more mature!

"About what you said...this closet is sorta private. There's not a single girl in sight, except for you and no cameras. Ally, this is what you wanted right?" His hand finds it's way around my shoulder. "It may not be an ice cream parlor but it's something else right?"

I look at him, his eyes twinkling with hope, and laughter. I melt into his arms, not bothering to argue and just enjoying this moment alone. My head rests on his shoulder and I close my eyes.

"Hey, look at me..." He asks gently.

Somehow, my head turns to his face and he catches my ruby red lips in a kiss. My eyes widen in surprise but close slowly as I kiss back. We move in sync, not bothering to break our little dance. He nibbles on my bottom lip and I gasp in surprise while he slips his tongue inside.

I feel like my body is floating in air and little butterflies are dancing around my belly. That's when I realize that I'm kissing Austin Moon. I pull apart forcefully and my lips tingle from his touch.

I stare at Austin, his mouth hanging open and red lip stick staining his lips and his two teeth.

"Is something wrong Ally?" He asks his face full of worry and rejection. I suddenly feel my heart pierce and I feel guilty. Guilty for making him feel like that.

"You...kissed me..." I finally answer and cover my mouth. He sorta just proclaimed that he likes me. Austin Moon likes me. Unless, he was just driving on hormones and the kiss meant nothing, meaning I'm just a fling. A fling thing. A janitor closet girl. Oh, hell no. I'm not being that girl. I can't be used again.

"Ally...I-"

"Austin Moon! I'm not being your one time fling! I can't be that girl you say you love then leave the next day! I won't be that girl, I can't be that girl, because I like you Austin. A lot, but if you can't return those feelings I can't accept this. And no woman should." I interrupt him angrily.

He leans closer too me and kisses my cheek, then my ear. I shiver at this and he pulls away. "Ally Dawson...I like you, I might even love you. I can't see anyone but you when I'm alone. Your gorgeous, amazing, beautiful and talented. Your never be a one time fling, but curse the guy who did use you. I would never hurt you like that, because it that's the last thing I want to do." He puts his hands on my bare shoulders. "I don't care about anyone else but you..."

"I guess your time on this show is a success?" I whisper and stare straight into his eyes.

"I don't know...are we a perfect match?" He whispers back.

I shrug but smile helplessly. "Perfect match...more like a recipe for disaster..."

"I'm taking that as a yes..." He leans in and catches my lips in a sweet kiss.

"Daisy is seriously going to blow her top when she finds out..." My hands find its way into his, perfectly. Even though my dress is killing me and the sequins are scratching at my hips. Or that My feet are dying slowly and painfully in these shoes, and that my ears are burning with these uncomfortable earings. I really don't care. I absolutely positively don't care because I'm with Austin Moon...the guy I now know I love.

I guess Trish was right.

God damn she's always right.

Stupid TV shows.


My my my...what do I have here? HUHHH A NEW STORY? Haha yup this is the prologue to 'Matched': A Life Time Of Mistakes. I hope you liked it. I worked hard. I rewrote this like 5 different times so you better review...

KIDDING!

But please give me your lovely feed back on what you think.

I know I have the other stories that I'm doing but this is one I've been wanting to do for a whole year and no one voted on the poll so...I GUESS HERE IS THE LICKETY SPLIT!

So look for more and this story is a lot of fun to write.

TATA

-RS