Hey! I'm back and ready to PARTY! Okay, so this is the sequel to Forgotten. Almost everyone who voted wanted this story, so BAM! It's called Taken, and I hope you like it! Okay, so for my disclaimers, I ask you readers two favors. One, PLEASE give me prompts! I will use ALL OF THEM I PROMISE! Two, what should I call my new set of disclaimers? Please PM me or put your prompts and suggestions in a review! I'll give shoutouts to the people whose prompts I use and the person who gives me the idea for what I'll call my next set of disclaimers. For now, I have to do a boring one: I don't own A&A.
Taken
(Ally's P.O.V.)
Nine months. The amount of time in a school year. The amount of time a mother is pregnant before a baby is born. The amount of time I was happy. The amount of time before everything came crumbling down.
"Austin, you're late again," I scold him as he walks into the practice room. "I've been waiting here for an hour."
"Aww, c'mon, Als," he says, walking closer to me with his hands behind his back. "I saw this new flower shop, so I got you a bouquet!" He then produces a beautiful bouquet of bright red and white roses from behind his back. "I thought I'd make it on time, but the line was really long, and the store's on the other side of the mall. Plus, it's the day after school got out and it's a Friday, so the mall's super crowded." I take the flowers, smiling. He seems to have the best reasons for being late. I hold his shoulder with the hand that's not holding the flowers, rise up on my tip toes, and give him a light kiss on the lips. He smiles. "So I'm forgiven?" he asks.
"Yes," I say. "But please try to not be late anymore. All this is sweet, really, but it seems like every time we make a date to practice, you always end up late because you're getting me chocolates, or flowers, or a signed instrument…"
"So you don't like it?" He looks more hurt than a kicked puppy. Great, now I'm guilty.
"No! No, no. Austin, I love all of it. It's just, could you try to find different days to do it?" I don't know if that made any sense…
"Sorry," he says sadly. He sits down next to me on the piano bench with an upset look on his face.
"Austin, please don't be like this," I complain to him.
"Like what?" he asks.
"Like that," I reply, gesturing to his sad, slouching figure. He sighs.
"It just feels like whenever I get something for you, you say a quick thank you and start telling me I'm late, or I'm doing something wrong."
"C'mon, that's never happened." He raises an eyebrow. "Well, if you would just get to our practice on time, I wouldn't scold you."
"But I get here as soon as I can after I get you whatever I get you!" he raises his voice a bit.
"That's the thing! I don't care about that stuff you get me! I care about practice! I care about our careers!" I yell at him. Then, I cover my mouth. That did not come out how I wanted it to. I love the stuff you get me! I think to myself. I probably should've said it.
"Well if you care about our careers so much and I'm obviously making it so much harder for you, maybe we should BREAK UP!" Austin shouts with tears in his eyes. By now, we have gotten off the piano bench and are now facing each other from opposite sides of the room.
I want to say 'No! I don't want to break up! We can get through this!' but it comes out as "Maybe we SHOULD!"
"I wish-" he starts, but he cuts himself off and just opens the door behind him and storms out of the room. Last year, after he got his memories back, we, along with Trish and Dez, made a pact to never, under any circumstances, wish anything bad upon anyone in Team Austin. We learned our lesson the hard way. I sigh, wondering what he might have said. Then, I just sit down on the floor and cry. Weird, just a year ago, we had a fight. Well, sort of. He just wanted to write the love song for Kira and I got jealous and ran out of the room. It's May 27. Exactly one year since Austin lost his memory. Finally, I cry myself dry and just sit there in silence until my dad comes and takes me home.
Was that really only yesterday? Was it only two days ago that Austin and I went to Phil's Fun Town and kissed at the top of the Ferris wheel? I sigh.
"You gonna ring me up or what?" a customer asks. He's balding with a fiery red beard.
"I'm sorry, Sir," I say, looking at the red electric guitar. I hold back the tears because the guitar reminds me of Austin. "That'll be five hundred fifty dollars." He pays me and walks out of the store.
Then, I see a familiar blonde mess of hair. Austin doesn't come in the store, though. He just walks by, but I see him glance inside at me. "She's in there, Dez," I hear him say after he walks past. They must be on the bench next to the store.
"Well, duh!" Dez says. "You should go talk to her."
"Ha! Like she'd listen. She probably hates me. Either she won't listen to me, or she'll get mad at me and say my apology is too late," Austin remarks.
"Austin-" I don't get to hear what Dez has to say because a beautiful blonde girl with bouncy curls sashays into the store. She looks around my age.
"Hi!" she says cheerily.
"Hi," I reply.
"Oh my gosh! I love this store! It's so nice! And OMG! Your hair is beautiful! And your shoes are to die for!" I look down at my plain pink flats.
"Thanks," I say. This girl seems nice.
"I'm Piper," she says.
"I'm Ally."
"I know. You're coming with me." With that, her eyes turn gold, but before I can even wonder why, I'm whisked away in a dark cloud with Piper looking relaxed next to me.
"What the heck?!" I shout over the roaring noise of the cloud.
"I hate to do this, but I'm kinda kidnapping you. It's for a good cause, though! And don't worry, the living conditions will be amazing!" she says excitedly.
"You're kidnapping me? Why?"
"My grandma's making me," she replies guiltily. "She wanted me to, like, trap you in a dungeon, but I'm like, 'Listen, Grandma Sarah. I may be a Shadow, but I'm not cruel or mean or evil!' And then Grandma's all like, 'Austin and Ally are a tough couple. If they have a problem, it'll be hard for them to solve, even with your help.' And I'm like, 'There isn't a problem I can't solve.'"
"Wait, Sarah's your grandma?" I ask, shocked. She nods.
"She told me you'd remember her. She also wanted me to tell you she said hi."
"Okay… I guess as long as this'll help Austin and me make up…"
"Yay! I knew you wouldn't be mad! This is gonna be so fun! I love love!" I don't say anything. Of course I still love him. Our break up was a spur of the moment thing.
Finally, I say, "Are we almost there? I think I'm getting cloud-sick." Just then, we fall out of the cloud onto a gigantic pillow. I climb off the pillow, and Piper follows.
"Welcome to our mansion! My grandma says we have to live here together so you can't escape, but I'm excited! It'll be like a slumber party every night! Until Austin comes to save you… Anyways, let me show you around!" Piper drags me around the gigantic mansion, showing me my bedroom, her bedroom, the movie room, the kitchen, the back yard, and about ten other rooms. Maybe this won't be so bad. The bad thing is that I already miss Austin. I hope he comes soon. I also hope Piper and I can be friends after this is all over. She's a lot nicer than Sarah. Before I know it, I'm in my bedroom in a pair of pajamas I found in my full closet, and I'm falling asleep.
So, there's chapter 1! Tell me what you guys think! Love it? Hate it? Any suggestions? Any disclaimer prompts? Any idea what might happen next? Think I'm asking too many questions? Yeah, me, too. Anyways, don't forget to give me prompts for disclaimers! EVERY PROMPT IS A GOOD ONE! MAKE THEM CRAZY! LIKE UNICORNS OR SOMETHING! Just keep them rated G! Anyways, thanks for reading and please review! Love y'all!
~Maddie :)