HEY! I'm writing this Austin and Ally fic. It may or may not qualify as a song-fic, but I'm not sure. They are all (Austin, Ally, Trish, Dez) somewhere in the range of 20 years old. This chapter takes place around Austin's 21 birthday. Austin and Ally are dating in my imaginary dream world, so don't question what happens here. If you don't approve, get over it and keep reading! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or the song I'm using. If I owned either, I'd have something to do besides this.
Chapter 1: Pleading & Plans
Ally POV
"Come on, Ally, please?"
"No, Austin! There is no way I'm doing it," I said.
"I think you should do it," Trish offered.
"I think you should do it, too," Dez said cheerily as he walked in to the store. "What are we talking about?"
Austin rolled his eyes and whacked Dez upside the head. His red hair flew around his face as he stumbled forward and dropped the ham he was holding.
"Dez," I snapped, already in a bad mood, "There's no eating in the store."
Completely disregarding the rules, Austin said, "We're trying to get Ally to perform in the mall talent show." He turned back to me. "You're never going to get over your stage fright if you don't try."
"Austin, there is no way. I'm not doing it." I turned away from him and started counting the money in the cash register.
Not giving up, he just moved in front of me again. "Please." He shifted his features from pleading and slightly annoyed to puppy dog. "Fo my birfday?"
I looked up from the wad of money in my hands and, unfortunately, right into his eyes. His big brown eyes were my weakness. I groaned, but smiled because I couldn't bear to see him look so sad. "Fine," I said. I kissed the tip of his nose, which made him grin like a madman. "But only 'cause it's your birthday." He tilted his chin up and kissed me on the lips. I grinned involuntarily, but my happiness was short lived. I sighed, "What am I going to sing? It's in three days. I don't have time to write a new song, and I can't sing any of yours because they're for your voice."
"What about that Taylor Swift song you like, Love Story?" Trish suggested.
"Trish, you're a genius!" I exclaimed. "I already know all the words."
"Thanks for finally realizing it. Now I'm off to my new job at the ice cream shop." She got up and left.
Austin POV
"Ice cream shop?" I asked the Ally and Dez. "Wasn't she working at the video game store an hour ago?"
They just shrugged. You never know with Trish.
"Come on. Let's go upstairs and I'll help you practice," I dragged Ally out from behind the counter and towards the stairs.
"Austin, wait," She laughed. She tried to plant her feet on the ground, but she kept sliding. "I have to run the store."
I stopped for a moment and looked around. My eyes rested on Dez for a minute, but I decided against it. I continued looking and saw Nelson. The twelve year old was small for his age, but he was pretty cool. "Hey, Nelson!" I called. "Wanna run the store?"
"Cool!" he shouted. He ran behind the counter and stood on his tip toes so he could see over it.
"Keep an eye on Dez," I said before picking Ally up and carrying her up the stairs.
When we entered our hang out room (still as cool as it was when we were 15) we heard a crash from downstairs and a simultaneous "Aw nards."
Ally winced. I smiled comfortingly and shut the door behind her. I plunked her down in a chair and found the song on our karaoke machine. I handed her the mic and said "Sing."
And sing she did. She has such a beautiful voice. It's a shame that she never used it because of her stage fright. She looked like she was having fun singing for me. Which was good.
My plan had worked out well so far. Ally had agreed to sing in the talent show and Trish had suggested Love Story, just like I had asked her to. As long as Ally didn't chicken out (and I didn't either, for that matter) everything would go as planned. I really hoped everything would go as planned.
Hope you liked it. Bet you're wondering what Austin's planning. You might be able to guess. I wouldn't doubt that you can. Please review!