Hey guys,
I'm not dead! I'm so sorry for not updating my other story By Your Side. Its just I have tons of work and I've been in trouble so I couldn't have computer for a few weeks so… Anyways, this is my new story. The ideas been nagging at me for a while…
And this was written while listening to Round and Round by imagine Dragons.
I hope u enjoy it
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally
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AllyPOV
Stumbling in her heels, Ally Dawson walked to her apartment hoping no one decided to come out and make conversation with her. When finally got to her door, she began fumbling with her keys and ended up dropping them in her hastes to get inside. Ally set down her bags and picked up her keys. She managed to open the door without snapping the key in half.
Ally cracked the door open and nearly tripped over the monstrous heels Trish had made her wear that day. She searched for the light switch, flicking it on and stumbling in to the living room. The brunette kicked off her heels and all most threw them into the trash, but Trish would have her head if she found out.
She sighed and leaned against the kitchen counter, glancing around her small apartment. It wasn't much, but it was enough for her. There were a few chairs and a worn couch sitting in front of the TV. Two or three bookshelves that Ally had already started filling up sat against the walls as well. The kitchen was just to the left of the living room. The hall towards the back led to the bedroom and the bathroom.
Ally's keyboard was propped against the wall, collecting dust. She had lost inspiration when her dad had died of leukemia months ago. Plus her boyfriend Dallas had broken up with her not to long after, saying she was to "depressed". Ally was actually happy when he broke it off, though he did it none to gently.
Flashback
Ally was clutching a pillow, thinking of how the life drained from her fathers eyes not a month ago. The front door slamming shut brought Ally back to reality. She glanced over at Dallas, her boyfriend of 2 years, who didn't look too happy to see her.
"Ally, this is getting old. You're like a freaking zombie, mopping around while I try and be nice to you." Dallas fumed." I don't even know why I bother trying," He nearly yelled.
Ally stood up, tired of the way Dallas was treating her. She was just about to make a smart comeback when he just held up his hand, motioning for her to stop. "You know what Ally? Why don't you just leave, there's nothing for you here." Dallas snapped angrily.
"You know what? I might just do that, Dallas. Its not like you've been a good boyfriend." Ally shot back. Before she knew it, his hand connected with her face, causing her to stumble backwards.
"I said fucking leave," He growled, pointing towards the door. Ally had never run so fast before.
End of Flashback
Ally pushed all thoughts of that dreadful day away, plopping down onto the couch none to gracefully. She knew she had to get up to help Miss McCain in a few hours, which just added to her day.
She turned the TV hoping to watch some Big Bang Theory for a bit. A knock at her door pulled her off the couch, the TV still going in the background. Ally opened the door to a distraught Ms. McCain.
"Yes, Ms. McCain?" Ally questioned, running a hand through her hair. And to think this day could get any worse. "Hello, Ally dear. Sorry to bother you, but it seems that my stove won't turn off." Ms. McCain said in a hurry. "Would you mind coming to look at it? Tony's out today."
Tony is the maintenance and technician man at the complex. Ally sighed, following Ms. McCain to her apartment. Walking over to the kitchen, Ally saw that the stove was turned to off. Though the eye was radiating heat.
Ally kneeled down and glanced under the ancient stove. See the problem, she quickly fixed it. She dusted the dirt and dust off her hands and placed her hand on top of the stove for support. Seeming to forget the hot eye, Ally pushed down.
Ally yelped, gripping the wrist of her now burnt hand. She rushed to the sink, sticking her hand under hastily. But, sadly for Ally, the water was left on hot. Quickly retracting her throbbing, she left saying bye to Ms. McCain, who was too absorbed in her knitting to notice what had occurred.
Ally rushed to her apartment, reaching in her pocket for her key. She stopped when she realized she left it on the counter. She was locked out. And Tony was out today, so she was likely to be stuck out here all night. She groaned and lent head on the door. She failed to notice the men moving boxes into the apartment that abutted with hers.
Only a few rooms were like that. They use to be one room till they were divided for the purpose of more rooms. The walls were remarkably thinner than others, which is why no one had been living next to Ally, who constantly plays the piano and some times guitar. That is, until now.
Ally finally saw the men bustling about. She wondered who would be willing to live next to her. She could be quite loud. She was about to go over and see who her new neighbor was when the throbbing in her right hand stopped her. Ally groaned, feeling like God had something against her today.
Not knowing what else to do, Ally slumped against the door. The brunette took this moment to examine her burnt hand. There were three curved burnt marks going from her pinkie to her thumb. They didn't look too bad, considering the fact that this wasn't the first time it had happened.
Hearing someone cough, Ally looked up from her injury at the person above her. Towering above her was a boy who looked her age, if not older. His sun bleached, blond hair was messy and tasseled. Ally had to refrain from reaching up and fixing it. His eyes though, they were a beautiful shade of brown. They looked like whisky, shifting every so often. Ally noticed she was staring, and awkwardly stood facing the boy. He was a good 6-7 inches taller than her, though she was short for her age.
His mouth stretched into a contagious grin, and Ally furrowed her brows in confusion. He held out his hand to her.
"The names Austin Moon, and it looks like I'm you're new neighbor."
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Well, there you have it folks. Please tell me what you think, and if you want me to continue with this. And I welcome criticism.
Until next time -Lilerds
