Um okay so a new story, I know I have many others to update, but I had an itch to post this…
Austin's POV
I am thee famous Austin Moon. I'm a rockstar, I have five cars and I'm soon to be married. One problem… I hate my soon to be wife…
I grew up in Miami, had a little team of my own before I was discovered and moved to L.A.
There was Trish, who managed me, Dez who directed and Ally who wrote the songs. Of course there was me, the singer.
I have spoken to Dez and Trish all the time. In fact, Dez moved to L.A with me. Then he and Trish had an on-going love saga and he went back and ditched me for Trish.
Ally… I haven't spoken to her in forever. She is one of the reasons I moved here. She apparently had gotten this scholarship and moved to some place and be whatever. We were dating… then she ditched me, just like Dez. Only sooner.
And no, she's not the only bad guy. There was me. I guess I was a huge part as to why we never talked. I may have ditched her for fame, promising I would return in a year, but never did. When I did come back, we did mend and became friends, and then we had a huge fight when I asked her to come on tour with me, to stay with me, to be my partner again. She put education before me. And I put fame before her. And we parted never talking to each other again.
When I returned, which was years ago, and even now, I still have a hard time to process that she's gone. I miss her every single night. I went into depression mode after she rejected me.
I isolated myself from everyone. Talked to no one. Ate with no one. I was all by myself, the way I liked it. My motto was, don't talk, don't get your heart broken.
Then my manager said, at twenty-nine, I should get married. I was even more depressed that I'll be spending the rest of my life with someone who I don't care about. Someone I don't love. Someone who is not Ally. And that pained. I didn't take the news so well.
I went into even more depression. I was so angry at myself, I wanted to feel pain. I began cutting myself. The press and my manager noticed this and didn't say a word until yesterday when I showed up with two new fresh cuts on my wrist.
"Austin, it's time we get you a psychologist , fast," my manager said. Obviously I disagreed. I didn't need help. I was perfectly fine.
This morning he said that the song writer quit, which was weird all of a sudden and I had a session with a new one in ten minutes. I got the address and drove to the place. He said she was a part time medical doctor, which explains the look of the place.
I sigh and get out of the car. I didn't want a new song writer. I didn't want to be here. I don't even want to sing anymore.
All I need is for someone to be there for me, to just listen.
Ally's POV
Allison Marie Dawson here. But call me Ally for short.
I am one of the most successful psychologist in the business. It's my living. I love to do it. I help solve people's problems. Of course I have problems of my own I can't deal with.
There is this one problem. Austin Moon. Back in the day, he was a singer, I was the writer. We dated. He ditched me and moved to L.A. When he did come back he explained the reason he left and I, being me, easily forgave him.
I had to put my education first and I was also angry at him for still leaving, so when he asked me if I could come live with him in L.A. I instantly blew up. I let all my anger at him for leaving come out. We fought, never made up and went separate ways. One problem.
We had a one-night stand when he came back and I was pregnant at twenty. I don't regret having Nalini, but it was hard. She was one when I got married to Dallas. Then for reasons I rather not say, we split up, like a year ago. I always told her dad was Dallas and she believed me. I couldn't tell her that he real father left us alone.
But I had the option, the option of chasing Austin and telling him the truth, and knowing him, he would have stayed with me. But I didn't because I couldn't. I don't know why.
Nalini is nine now and she is the cutest thing ever! She was long brown hair like mine, chestnut colour. But her eyes, she had her father's eyes…and nose. Also she has the same love for pancakes as Austin did.
I quickly shake my head of these thoughts as I finished up lunch with Nalini. My one o'clock appointment was going to be here in ten minutes. His name, Mr. Moon. It did trigger an alarm for me. My sectary booked him and I never had the time to ask for his first name. Besides, there are a million and one Moon's all over the city, it can't be Austin…
Austin's POV
"Right into this office, she'll be with you shortly," the sectary said as she closed the door. I sat on one of the chairs and looked around. There were a dozen and one certificates.
Only when I got here, I realized that this was a philologist's office. I tried to make a run for it, but the security stopped me and had to literally drag me to this 'doctor's' office. Well played Jimmy, well played.
I was still observing when a picture caught my eye. I got closer to examine it as the door opened. I jumped back to my seat and looked at the lady.
"Hello Mr. Moon, I'm Ms. Dawson, but you can call me Ally," the cheery and oh so familiar voice said as she closed the door.
"Ally!? Ally Dawson?!" I asked in disbelief at the petite girl in front of me.
"Oh God!" she exclaimed.
Ally's POV
Austin, the Austin Moon. Is in my office. Fate just hates me, right. Well, play it as though the past was nothing. Let's see if I could pull it off…
"Oh God!" I say exasperated.
"Ally!?" he yelled engulfing me in a bone crushing hug.
After a while when I don't respond, he let's go.
"I can't believe it's really you! So, how have you been?" he asked sitting down as I took my seat across him.
"Actually, not much. I've been married, just got divorced," I said. I saw him tense at the fact I was married and smirked. Maybe he still had feelings for me.
"Married?" he asks
"Yeah, to Dallas. Broke my heart like a piece of glass," I say nodding my head loving the look on his face.
"Wow, well…I'm, I'm soon to be married," he said. My smile dropped. So he has moved on. That's depressing. My stopped beating. But then I realized, that could be why he's here. Maybe he doesn't want to get married…I hope.
"So that's why you're here," I tell him
"What?" he asks confused.
"I mean you don't want to get married that's why you need my help, right?"
"I guess, no, that's not all of it."
"Then what is?" I ask
"Why do you want to know?" he asks uncomfortable. All patients are like this. They get uncomfortable when I start to dig deep down for the problem. He just seems more… cautious about his feelings.
"It's my job to find out your problem," I say
"Listen now that we-"I put my hand up to stop him.
"I know we were friends, but I'm not gonna let you go. I made a commitment to help you and I'll honour it till I'm dead," I say my voice low yet powerful.
"I was gonna ask if we could go have coffee," he says pouting
"Why?" I ask
"To catch up," he says
"After the hour passes. We have to work together here." I say.
"Okay, but-"he got interrupted when Nalini came into the room screaming.
"Nalini! What did I tell you about coming in when I have sessions?" I scold her
"Mommy! A bug bit me!" she complained.
"Austin do you mind?" I ask. He stays frozen, not moving. His eyes glued to Nalini.
"Let me see, sweetie," I say. She shows me her hand where a small bump id beginning to form.
I kissed it better and said, "It'll be fine, it's just a mosquito bite. It noting too dangerous," I say sweetly in my mother tone.
"Thank you mommy," she says with that adorable voice. "I'm sorry for coming in," she apologized.
"It's okay; just don't let it happen again, okay?" I ask. You could never stay mad at this child.
"Okay." She said walking out the door. I smiled to myself and closed it behind her, when I turned around, Austin was looking intently at me. I jumped, I had forgotten he was even there.
"Mommy?! You're a mother!?" he asks shocked.
Thanks for reading…please review, I have loads of other stories plus school so I need to know if this is worth the type.
And; DISCLAIMER: Lilly5603 does not own Austin & Ally, but she does own Nalini ;)
Also, who can't wait for January 27th!? I am FREAKING! Also excited.
And at last…
Chapter dedicated to Nalini, I highly doubt that she'll read this, but who cares. Invisible thank you's are good.
Yes, Nalini, thanks for all your help and compliments about my writing. You are crazy, but you are honest, so that means a lot to me. Thanks :)
Thanks for the support for this story, and reading it and then criticizing me. But all that's the past…maybe…
