Hey everybody! I just wanted to tell you that everything in italics is Ally's thoughts at the time, and everything else is just her narrating the event. I made it kind of obvious, but i just wanna make sure you guys know so you don't get confused XD. Anyway, enjoy :D

Oh no. Oh gosh. No way. NO WAY. This is not happening. This can't be happening. Oh god, I need help! Somebody get me out of here!

My shaky breaths caught in my throat as I surveyed the crowd.

Why did I agree to this!?

I stood behind the stage, peeking my head in between the silky blue curtains to see the giant mass of people screaming and waving, all waiting for the one and only Ally Dawson. I gulped.

How does Austin LIKE this!?

Out of fear and surprise, I jerked my head out from the curtains. I stood frozen, my mouth wide open, an expression of complete and utter fear on my face.

Calm down, Ally. Its not like you haven't done this a million times before. Its gonna be fine. You're going to do great. CALM DOWN.

Jimmy Starr walked past me. "Five minutes 'till show time, Ally!" he yelled, "Get ready!"

Why does this stage have to have a "crew only" policy!? I could really use my friends right now…

Multitudes of crewmen rushed passed me, their hands full of tools used for last minute problem-fixers. The hustle and bustle of people running past, which usually got me out of my funks, did nothing to sooth my nerves this time.

Oh god, why is this happening!? Not now! Anywhere but here!

Sandra, my personal makeup artist and clothes designer, came up to me. She pushed a piece of my already done hair away from my eyes and smoothed my dark purple dress. "You looks gorgeous, Als," she said to my cheerily, "You're gonna do great like always. Shine out there, gal!" The last minute pep talk. This was it. It was time.

HELP. ME. PLEASE.

I thought back to the first time I did this. The beginning of my life as a superstar. It was nearly a year ago. My mom had just come back from Africa and Austin and I were in the middle of trying to figure out our feelings towards each other. I had decided, after reading my mom's book, to preform on stage. To conquer my stage fright, go up on stage in front of everyone, and sing a duet with Austin. I had been scared, had almost backed out, but I did it. And it was amazing. I never looked back.

After that, everything changed. I continued helping Austin with his career, but I also worked on my own. Megan wrote about me in Cheetah Beat, and everyone started going crazy about the new and improved "Ally Dawson." I was asked to preform nearly all the time and my fame spread like a disease. I had since then preformed, what seems like, hundreds of times. But this was my first REAL concert. This was the first time I was preforming in front of THOUSANDS of people. All watching me, screaming for me, expecting things from me. Judging me...

I can't do this.

I wished my friends were here with me. They had been with me through all the other gigs I had to preform. But now, when I needed them the most, they "weren't allowed." Every time I needed comfort, my friends were there. Trish was there to pat my back and tell me to "knock 'em dead." Dez was there to say something funny and make me laugh. Austin was there to hold my hand 'till the end. And I was always ready. Always ready as long as my friends were there by my side…

And now I'm alone.

The crew pushed me to where I was supposed to enter the stage. They instructed me what I was supposed to do (for like the hundredth time) and reminded me that thousands of fans were out there watching. Like I needed a reminder…

Thanks for that, guys.

Suddenly, it was time. I felt hands on my back as they pushed me towards the entrance. My feet obliged, but my face was frozen again. I wasn't ready. How was I supposed to sing like this?

And now, I was out in the open. I rushed to the center of the stage. Thousands of kids cheered my name. Over and over and over again. They screamed. I froze.

Oh no. Oh god. Ally, move this instant. I demand you sing. RIGHT NOW. Stop this Ally. You can do this. YOU CAN DO THIS!

But I couldn't. Couldn't do this. Not like this. Not with all this noise blocking the blood flow to my brain. Not with all these eyes staring at me…

I wanted to run away.

Don't do it, Ally. Don't run. Stay. STAY! Just imagine everyone is in their underpants… Eww, gross. Okay, don't do that. Instead imagine you're back in your practice room. Singing to yourself. Or better yet, to Austin.

Austin. That name made me smile. Where was he anyway? He was watching me right now. He probably knew something was wrong. He knew me so well.

Out of sheer curiosity, I looked down into the audience. In a sort of childlike hope, I thought that maybe, just maybe, I'd spot Austin out of the thousands of fans cheering for me. Despite my hope, I knew my chances were slim, nearly impossible. I was just being foolish. Even if he were in the crowd I would never be able to pick him up with all the people around. I knew that if I looked down I would only disappoint myself. But I did it anyway. And I'm glad I did, because that's when I saw him.

My eyes widened. He, along with Dez and Trish, were in the very front row. Their hands were up in the air and they were screaming louder than anyone. They saw me looking at them. Dez waved. Trish gave me two thumbs up. And Austin smiled. A smile that told me: "You can do it, Ally. I believe in you."

I smiled back. Suddenly, My fear was gone. The noise was gone. Everything was gone. Everything but him and me.

All I see is him.

And so I sing. I sing my heart out. My voice sounds loud and clear and confident and just so… STRONG.

Wow. Strong. I'm strong. I really am, aren't I?

The words flow out of me. I am part of the music. The music is part of me. We are one. I've never felt so at home.

And as soon as it started, It's over. All the songs are over. The concert is done. The audience screams and stomps their feet as I am led away from the stage. I am breathing heavily.

I DID IT! I REALLY DID IT!

After a few minutes, I am bombarded from behind. It's my friends.

"Ally you did AMAZING!" Trish yells at me. She's so excited she has tears in her eyes.

"Wow," Dez continues, "You did really great! I knew you could do it!"

I rolled my eyes. This morning, Dez had been going on and on about my possible failure. He did thinks like that sometimes. I don't blame him. After all, he's not the sharpest tool in the shed…

I look to Austin. He has a smile on his face that could light up the empire state building. "Ally," he grabs my hand as he continues speaking, "That was… That was… beautiful. You were beautiful."

I blush. "Thanks Austin," I reply shyly.

"I can't believe you're my GIRLFRIEND," he says with a laugh, "How did I manage to get such an amazing girl as you?"

Before I can respond, he pulls me into him. He kisses me, with everything he has. And I love him for it. I LOVE HIM.

"You're so amazing," he whispers to me, "Not only did you make my career, but you made your own. All by yourself."

I shake my head with a smile. "No," I say to him, " I didn't do it myself. You inspired me to do this, Austin. There's no way I could have made it without you."

This time I kiss him. And it's magical. Beautiful. Amazing. Just like the first time we kissed. Just like EVERY time we kiss.

"I love you," he whispers to me, "I really love you, Ally." I open my mouth to respond when all the sudden I'm interupted…

"Umm…." Trish speaks out, "Not to break the mood or anything, but I kinda need a ride home so if you could just hurry it up a little, that'd be great."

Austin and I laugh. We all start walking to the exit, talking all the way. When we reach the door Trish and Dez rush through it, but Austin holds it open for me. "Ladies first," he says with a smile. I look at him. "I love you too," I whisper before walking through to the outside world.

And its true. A hundred percent true. I love him.

Ok, now its done! I hope you enjoyed it! Im thinking about writing a second chapter thats the same thing as this chapter but is in Austin's point of view. What do you guys think? Please review!