Hi there!
Oookay so this is actually the first story I have ever written that is properly a FanFiction and not just loosely based on another book. I am pretty excited about this in all honesty so I hope you all enjoy it.
Little Disclaimer: i do not own Austin and Ally OR any of it's characters. the works of this piece are completely fictional and are no way based on real life or real people. Enjoy!
Nessa
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I remember life before
The sun beat down on me from my place on the park bench that I had taken, laying across my boyfriends lap with my sunglasses on. This. This is what life was about. The sun and the sounds of the city around us, Dallas softly humming in my ear and telling me about his day with his grandmother. Just two sixteen year olds with nowhere to be and no cares in the world.
"Oh my gosh, Ally, hey!" And there goes my perfect day. I lift my shades from my face long enough to see the short redhead coming towards me.
"Didi… hi." I mutter with a bit too much enthusiasm as I sit a little closer to Dallas. This girl has had her eyes on my boyfriend since our last year of middle school and no way was I letting her get any chance to even sit down with us.
"It's been so long! How was your summer? Can you believe we only have a week left until we are back at high school! It's going to be super." She squealed and I remembered every little reason why I disliked this girl, too perky was one of them.
"Sure is. How was your time in-" I had to flick through my mental catalogue of all the things she had told me to think of the place "Miami with your family?" I smiled sweetly at her as if I cared.
"It was awesome! Dez has this new friend called Austin and he is H-O-T. I'm telling you Ally he has definitely got to be a model." She rambles on and I don't really hear her. Just smile politely and stare at the wonky tooth she has on her top row. Until she waves goodbye and leaves me to my peace and quiet.
"What a bore." Dallas sighs and I nod before laying my head back in his lap and closing my eyes. Soon my phone buzzes in my pocket and I see a text from my father asking me to come and cover a shift at our shop. I sigh. We had really had to cut back staff hours after the increase in our rent. My father could barely afford the three other staff members we have before the new rent and now… he's really struggling and we've already had to let one go. I work there part time just to help out and it is my way of getting out of community service with the school. Dallas sometimes helps out too and today it sounds like my father needs all the free labour he can get.
Hopping into a cab, Dallas and I head to upper-east side New York and to my father's three-storey music shop. My father, the owner of Sonic boom, a small business run by my family for years, was one of the kindest and most generous people I knew. He was one of the only men that I could truly rely on, after my brother, Elliot, skipped out of town. He had been known to be strong, even after my mother died a few years ago and he was the most fantastic businessman.
"Hey dad, what's wrong?" I shout as we walk in and look at the queue that has gathered at the cash register.
"Ally! Dallas! God am I glad to see you. Melody hasn't turned up again and I need to go and call someone back about a meeting in an hour. Honey, can you two cover the store for three hours?" he gives me his best puppy dog eyes but he knows he doesn't have to, I would do anything for my father.
The next three hours are torture for me and Dallas. We are rushed off of our feet and by the time closing time comes around I almost collapse into his arms. "Man I am exhausted." He huffs as he collapses onto the piano bench.
"Tell me about it… Although I guess it's good we got the business." I look down. The store hadn't been doing well lately and I didn't know how much longer my father could hold out before we had to sell the place. It would kill me, with my dreams of becoming the music teacher here and starting up my own project within the store. My father agreed but only if I aced my finals in two years and agreed to work here part time to help out. It was my dream to perform but with a crippling stage fright I had to settle for just creating the next stars of the world instead of being one. If the store went under, my dream would never come true and I couldn't even think about what I would want to do that didn't involve my father's store.
"Hey Ally." Dallas stood up and put his arm around me, "it's going to be okay, you're father will sort it out, he always does." He gave me a reassuring squeeze and then set about getting the place cleaned up whilst I cashed up the register. Once we were done we decided to go for dinner at an Italian restaurant down the street, then head back to mine to watch a movie. This had pretty much been our routine the whole summer and it didn't bother me. I loved Dallas and I wanted to spend my life with him.
Dallas was perfect; he had soft brown eyes, and a kind, wise smile. His personality was second to none and no matter what, I knew he would always be there for me. He had been my boyfriend for five years and life without him was unthinkable. I couldn't bear it.
We were settled on the sofa watching a movie and snuggling when my father crept through the door. I glanced at the clock and was shocked to see it was 10pm. "Dad, where have you been?" I asked, worry dripping from my voice.
"I had to talk to the landlord about reducing our rent by a little bit, just until we get back on our feet." This is the first time that I noticed just how tired my father was. The bags under his eyes are purple and bruised, the shine in his eyes that used to be so evident when he was talking about our store was gone. He looked worn and old, like the old brown book that I wrote lyrics in. it tore me apart. He hadn't looked like this in two years, since my mother had died. Right there was when I really realised how much trouble our store was in.
"Dad… Are you okay? Look why don't we get rid of Trent and Melody, Dallas and I can look after the store. We'll do it for free and then you can stop paying wages… In the week it's not as busy and you can handle it alone until we get home from school." I look at Dallas for support.
"Yeah Mr Dawson. Alls and I will do it. Anything to keep your dream alive." Dallas looked at me with such passion I almost couldn't breathe. I really did love this boy.
"Thank you. Both of you. It will be hard letting them go but I suppose we can try. The landlord is reluctant to lower our rent but if we do all we can first he might budge." There it is… that brightness, the hope I used to see in my fathers eyes when I was younger. In that moment I believed we could do it, if there was a team more likely to do this it was just my boys and me. I looked around that room right then and I just knew, the most important people in the world were right there. I truly believed that if anyone could save Sonic Boom it was us.
