I'm trying out a new story! I hope you don't think the plot is too generic. Let me know what you think

I do not own Austin and Ally or anything else you may recognize

Ally's POV

I sighed as I stood in line at the grocery store looking at another magazine with my face plastered on the front with the caption "America's sweetheart and the blond bad boy at it again".

Nobody ever seemed to get it. People always assume that just because I'm seen with Austin moon, which for the record is my best friend, we must be dating.

Me and Austin aren't like that and we never have been like that. I mean sure Austin is a flirt and sometimes he says inappropriate things but it's just our banter.

We're good together. I've never been this close with somebody in my whole life.

All the paparazzi care about it starting rumors and selling magazines.

I guess it's just one of the unexpected downfalls of being two of the top recording artists in the world.

I make it to the front of the line and unload my groceries for the cashier to ring up. When she finally looks up at me I see her eyes widen. I know that look.

"Oh my, you're ally dawson!" She says excitedly.

"Sure am" I laugh awkwardly. It's hard to know how to react in these situations. It seems unnatural for somebody you've never met before to have so much love for you. It's amazing thoufh. I wouldn't trade my fans. They got me where I am today.

"Can I get a picture with you? And an autograph? And can you call my mom? Oh, I'm sorry. You're shopping not working you probably just want to be left alone." She looks like she's scolding herself and I just want to hug her.

"No. No problem at all. Of course you can get a picture with me and an autograph. As for the mom thing though," I say with an awkward giggle "maybe I can just sign something for her too." I say trying to get out of having to call anybody's mother.

I quickly smile at the phone and autograph two pieces of paper before she looks up at me again.

"Is Austin moon a good kisser? He looks like he would be."

Oh that's awkward.

I wasn't sure how to react so I just laughed before saying "I wouldn't know".

Did I mention I'm such an awkward person especially when dealing with situations about sexual things.

"Sure" she says and winks.

I grab my bags and walk out the door.

When I get to my car I immediately pull out my phone and text Austin.

Never guess what I just saw

I hit send and started my brand new red car.

I hear my phone beep. When I get to a stop light I look down and smile.

Hmm, would it have anything to do with how in love we are?

He finds this amusing. He entertains the idea probably more than he should. But that's Austin and I love him.

I actually remember when we were at the beach and the paparazzi were following us, Austin thought the best way to handle that was to grab my butt and kiss my neck.

I'm sure you probably get what happened next. Front page news on every magazine printed.

He always wants to see how far he can take things.

I type a quick reply.

Oh yes, moon. Seems as though I can't keep my hands off you lately

I make it to my house and unload my groceries putting them away.

I pour myself a glass of wine and walk in the living room. I sit down on my couch and turn the tv on checking my phone again.

Austin.

And who could blame you? I read and chuckled

Me and Austin joke around about this a lot but it's getting to be serious. No guy will even come near me anymore because everybody thinks I'm Austins and not to mention most people are afraid of him. I have no idea why. He's a teddy bear.

But seriously, what are we going to do about this?

Austin texts back almost immediately.

Not sure. Almost to your house

So like Austin to just assume I'm at home on a Friday night. I mean I am but still.

I hear a knock at my door and get up to walk over never putting my wine glass down.

I open the door and see Austins charming yet aggravating grin on his face. He's wearing gray sweat pants and a black t shirt with his hat on backwards. He looks good tonight, but at the same time like that player all of America knows him to be. Especially with that grin.

"Hey Austin" I say wrapping my arms around his waist to hug him.

He kisses my cheek as a greeting and pulls back smiling.

"There are paparazzi hiding in your bushes"

I sigh. "Come in". In this neighborhood it's not abnormal to find them lurking around outside trying to get their pictures. This neighborhood is filled with celebrities and every time I have called the cops they are right back out there the next night. I don't even bother with it anymore.

I pull Austin inside by the arm and lean against the door bringing my glass to my lips. I hear Austin chuckle and open my eyes to look at him.

"Why are you laughing about this Austin, it's not funny." I give him my best glare.

"Come on als lighten up. Besides is it really the worst thing for people for think you're dating me?" He says with humor still in his eyes.

I sigh walking over to the couch and taking a seat in the spot I was seated before I got up to answer the door. Austin sits down right beside me. So close our arms are touching. He doesn't really understand personal space.

"It's not that it's a bad thing for people to think I'm dating you, you're my best friend and I love you. But it's just not true and other people don't know that. Do you know how long it's been since I've had a date? I don't either and no guy will ask me because they think I'm yours and I'm not and I just really need sex." I finish taking a deep breath. My eyes widen as I realized what I just ranted to my best friend.

I look up at him and see his eye brows raised and a smirk on his face. His eyes are amused and I feel my cheeks redden.

"Are you sexually frustrated ally?" He teases.

I roll my eyes. "Shut it moon."

"Als come on it's easy if you need release touch yourself. Easy. Problem solved." He says.

I sigh. "Just so you know. I don't mean I want to sleep with a random stranger. I don't do that. I just want a relationship where I can kiss and hug and..." I trail of thinking of the right way to end my sentence.

"Fuck?" Austin finishes for me.

I nod my head. "Well yeah. I wouldn't use those words but yes." I say.

"And as for the other thing," I start "I don't do... That." I say looking down at the wine in my glass.

Austin turns to face me "what?" He says like he isn't quite understanding.

"You know, I just never have. Not everybody does that you know?" I say feeling the flush return to my face. I'm not good at these kinds of conversations and I especially don't want to be having them with my best friend.

"Als you have no idea what you're missing. It's like...it's like you have the ability to control when or how it happens. You need to at least try it." He says like he's really passionate with what he's saying. I internally roll my eyes.

"I don't think it's for me Austin." I say taking a sip of my wine.

"Okay how about this. I'm going to help you learn how to not be so... Ally... About everything." He says and I scoff.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask offended.

He shakes his head. "I don't mean it in a bad way als. You know you have the tendency to be a little awkward sometimes but sex and pleasure shouldn't be awkward. It's natural. You need to relax about things and I'm going to help you do it." He says with a grin "besides who better to do it than me?" He finishes.

"And what makes you think I'm willing to accept help?" I say stubbornly. I mean it's kind of mean to assume I would just be open about this.

"Just go with the flow ally. I won't make you do anything too bad. I just want to help you." He says "please" he adds his puppy dog eyes and I melt.

"Fine but I get say in this too." I say. Before I realize something. "Wait what exactly does this mean?" I never asked this and I don't really know what he has in store for me.

"Lesson number one," he starts and I see a mischievous grin light his face. "Self pleasure is important in being sexually confident. Go in the bedroom right now and try touching yourself." My eyes widen.

I shake my head vigorously. "No way Austin, not going to happen." I say defiantly.

He rolls his eyes at me. "Just do it ally. The only thing I'm asking for is for you to try it. Don't make me use the puppy dog eyes. You know I'll do it." He says smiling at me and lightening the mood.

I sigh. "Fine." I say and stand up chugging down the rest of my glass. "But I'm not happy about this." I shout as I'm walking away towards my bedroom.

Oh what have I gotten myself into

R&R