This is just a simple one-shot; Ally lied about the real reason she had stage fright, can Austin forgive her?
Austin M & Ally D – Rated K+ – Romance/Friendship
This is a small one-shot about Austin and Ally. I love them and think they'd make an awesome couple. Tell me if you would like more one-shots. Sadly I do not own Austin and Ally. I do own the plot line though.
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Just A Kiss
Ally Dawson sat on the practice room piano bench, her fingers pressing down any key they chose.
The afternoon Miami sunshine shone through the open windows, lighting up every corner of the sky blue practice room. The old piano sat comfortably in the corner, where it always was. Furniture cluttered the room; the foosball table stood in the middle of the room, the multicolour fridge pushed up against the blue wall and the light up giant A hung high.
Ally Dawson loved this room, it was quirky and funky and it reminded her of the blonde rockstar who had been the one to transform it into its current state. She knew it was part of his way of saying sorry for stealing her song, but she always felt that it wasn't necessary, she had already forgiven him, but the shy songwriter would always be forever grateful for what he had done for her.
Not just this, but so many other kind and thoughtful actions the blonde teenage boy had done for her. There was Trish's quinceanera, the butterfly song, the radio interview with Miami Mack... frankly the list could go on and on and on, even when Austin had thought she had a crush on him, he had tried to let her down easy. Austin is genuinely a nice guy; he is sweet and caring and would do anything for his friends.
"So why can't I just be honest with him?" She asked the room at large, her voice held a tone of frustration which was clearly vented at herself.
She sat in silence for several minutes, writing down anything that came to mind or playing a random tune her fingers and brain felt like. Finally the petit brunette looked up from the keys and up at the photo that stood on the piano.
"I have to tell him, don't I Mom?" Ally whispered to the still picture. It was almost like looking in a mirror, she looked exactly like her Mom. She had chocolate wavy brown hair, the heart melting brown eyes that gleamed and shone like the stars in the sky. A china pink blush that seemed permanent on her cheeks and her deep red lips that would make any rose envious of the gorgeous shade. Even their personalities where similar if not identical according to her father.
She sat looking at the picture almost hopefully, wishing more than anything that it would, or could answer back. But it was useless, seeing as the young woman in the picture simple stood still, her eyes the usual chocolate brown but held a slighty lifeless look that showed the 2D form of what was once Ally Dawson's mother.
Ally glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed it was 4 minutes to 4. Austin should be here in 4 minutes. Immediately Ally began to compose herself, she sorted out her brunette hair and sat straighter on the wooden piano bench. She began to play the song she had been working on;
Summer love hanging in the air
Hot sand in my feet but I don't care
It's all I ever wanted
I hope it never ends
So good to get away
All day in the car but that's okay
Cause I like like like it like that
Just chillin' with my friends
Cause I (I), know (know)
A summertime vacation song
And you (you), know (know)
Wherever we go you'll be singing a long
Like na, na, na
Na, na, na
Na, na ,na
Na, na, na
It's such a crazy journey
But I'm not in any hurry
I'm taking my time
It's all I ever wanted
To not know where we're going
And join in the ride
Yeah, yeah
Cause I (I), know (know)
A summertime vacation song
And you (you), know (know)
Wherever we go you'll be singing a long
Like na, na na
Na, na, na
Na, na ,na
Na, na, na
She had really enjoyed writing this song for Austin, it summed up everything he was about, well at least his carefree chillaxing side. She heard clapping from the doorway but Ally didn't even need to turn to know who it was.
"That was amazing Ally. I can't wait to sing it." Austin's voice sounded from behind her. She felt him brush against her as he sat down. There thighs and shoulders touching. The music partners ignored the tingles that spread throughout their whole bodies. Like an electric shock, but wanting the feeling to last forever.
She turned to look at him, a glowing smile spread across her face and Austin couldn't help but melt at the look of adoration that she was giving him.
"Really?" She asked, slightly unsure. Austin almost laughed, but he didn't, it was so typical of Ally to be unaware of her talent. For her to be so clueless at just how amazing she was.
"Of course Ally. You are amazing." He replied easily.
"Thank you Austin, you are so sweet." She grinned back at him, a blush creeping its way up her neck and Austin grinned cockily, noticing her reaction to his compliment. "This is why I have to tell you something." She continued the blush fading and her smile slowly turning into a frown. She became deadly serious and Austin began to worry at the change in attitude of the shy songwriter.
"Sure, what is it Alls?"
"I hadn't been completely truthful when I told you how I had gotten my stage fright." She said, looking at her hands as she spoke, finding them easier to talk to than Austin's face. She took a peek to see his facial expression and she instantly regretted it, she could tell he was confused, but he also looked annoyed, frustrated and a look she had never seen on Austin before was anger and that was clear in his eyes. His once hazel orbs darkened successfully frightening the brunette. Ally gulped nervously before continuing.
"When the examiner came to judge me on my piano performance I already had stage fright."
"What?" Austin asked in anger which was now also evident in his voice.
"Wait Austin, let me exp..." I was interrupted by Austin's bellowing voice.
"You LIED to me Ally. I can't believe you'd lie to me. I told you about my fear and you return that favour by lying. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ALLY!" He yelled. The tears where spilling out of her chocolate brown eyes and she could no longer see, everything had gone fuzzy. She heard Austin stand up and storm out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
"P-P-Please Aus-Austin." But it was too late he had gone.
'Have I ruined one of the best things that has ever happened to me.' She could no longer think straight after that. She buried her head in her arms and cried, and cried, and cried.
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Austin marched out of the practice room, he had never been so angry before. He could not believe that Ally had lied to him. He continued his walk down the stairs and was heading to the exit of the music store when He felt something grab his arm and pull him back.
"LEAVE ME ALONE. I DON'T LIKE TALKING TO PEOPLE WHO LIE!" The blonde rockstar yelled viciously. Then he noticed who he had yelled and he immediately cringed.
'I am in deep trouble.' Austin thought to himself as Trish's face changed from confusion to pure viciousness.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" Trish demanded her voice reaching an all time new level of ferociousness.
"Don't give me that Trish, you know full well that Ally was lying to me." I warned my voice returning to a normal level, I wasn't in the mood for this.
"I'm guessing she told you how she really got her stage fright."
"Yeah, she did, and she lied to me, I trusted her and she lied to me."
"Did you let her explain why she didn't tell you, did you let her tell you how she really got her stage fright?" Trish once again demanded, her grip on his arm tightened, her fingernails digging into his skin and he began to regret not wearing a long-sleeved t-shirt. He didn't reply, knowing that Trish already knew the answer. He had marched out of the room before Ally had even a small chance to explain herself.
"I didn't think so." Was all Trish said before pushing him back towards the black metal spiralled staircase that led to the practice room. He breathed in, the anger slowly ebbing away. He walked up the steps slowly until he reached the door that led into one of his favourite rooms. He could hear Ally's sobbing from the other side of the brown wooden door. Instantly guilt replaced his anger and he walked into the practice room.
The first sight his eyes showed him was of Ally crying her eyes out, her head in her arms. Even though Austin had been expecting this kind of scene it did not stop him from feeling immensely guilty. He had caused this; he had made her feel so down.
"Ally?" He called out, his voice weak. His feet carrying him a couple of steps into the blue room. Ally's head snaps up immediately, revealing her red and blood-shot eyes. Her body was shaking violently from all the crying. It was horrible, she looked weak, warn-down and so fragile, like the life had been stolen from her soul. A fresh wave of guilt crashed over him for making her feel like that.
"A-A-Austin?" Was her reply as she stood up, she began to lose balance and she swayed dangerously, threatening to fall to the ground. In one swift movement Austin had walked quickly towards the songwriter and held her steady placing her back onto the piano bench as he also sat down, next to the crying girl.
Ally placed her head on his shoulder as he whispered sweet promises and apologize into her ear. He had his arm wrapped securely around her waist as she calmed down, her breathing returning to a normal rate.
'How could have I done this too her?' He asked himself, feeling foolish, embarrassed but most of all guilty. 'She never deserved that. You made her feel like the worst person in the world when she is the greatest thing that has ever happened to you.'
They sat in silence for five minutes, neither of the music partners confessing how comfortable they feel in each other's arms, neither admitting that their current position made them feel a bit like jig-saw piece, they fit perfectly together. Austin began massaging the skin on her waist underneath her top with his thumb. Drawing casual patterns, soothing her feelings and emotions. Ally was the first to break the comfortable silence.
"I'm so sorry that I lied to you Austin. It's just that I felt like I couldn't tell you the true reason, not just yet, I wasn't ready. But I knew you needed support that day and what I told you was true. The incident with the examiner made my stage fright much worse but it had not been the main reason." She stopped there, breathing heavily trying to calm herself down because he could tell by the end of that little speech her voice had cracked and she was once again on the verge of tears. He pulled her impossibly closer, finally deciding that the only way of getting as close as could be would be by having her on his lap. And that was exactly what he did, he pulled her onto him, making sure she faced him.
He was surprised when she didn't attempt to pull away or move back off of him, Ally simply gasped in surprise, tensing a bit before relaxing in his embrace and snuggling her head in the crook of his neck. The blonde rockstar grinned cheekily before soothing her hair with his hand.
"Ally, you don't have to tell me." Austin whispered softly to her. "I'm sorry, I should never have gotten so mad at you, I acted like an idiot and I can't believe I made the best thing in my life feel so horrible."
"Austin, I'm the one who should be saying sorry. I lied to you, even though you are so sweet, caring and kind, I still lied and I feel terrible. I don't blame you for being mad and I wouldn't be at all surprised if you never want to see me again." Ally finished sounding thoroughly upset. "And I really do want to tell you how I got my stage fright, it's just so painful to say that every time I come close to telling you I just lose my voice. It's like I'm being choked, my lungs stop working and my heart slows down." She finished, breathing deeply.
"Ally, I couldn't possibly live without you, I could never stay mad and I am so sorry for being angry in the first place. I shouldn't have lost my temper. And if you really want to tell me how you got your stage fright I promise I will listen and I will never judge you. Just take deep, calming breaths." Austin whispered, trying his best to calm the brunette. She lifted her head away from his neck and looked him in the eye.
Chocolate met hazel as they stared intimately at each other. Neither teenagers wanting to look away. Everything stopped around them, time came to a halt. Her senses where overwhelming her, she could feel his hot breath on her lips, giving them a sudden tingling feeling, she could feel his heart beat against his chest seeing as her hands where rested there, she could feel the butterflies roar in her stomach and the blood rush through her veins. She could smell... him, his familiar smell of pancakes, mint and bowling where filling her nostrils. She could clearly see his hazel orbs boar into her chocolate brown ones. She noticed every colour that circled his black pupil. The hazel nut brown the most obvious of colours but Ally could now see the golden flecks that always brought out that honey colour when he was happy or excited also the deep brown which revealed it's dark shade whenever he was angry or frustrated.
Austin on the other hand was only aware of one thing, Ally's glowing chocolate brown eyes that glowed brighter than the stars at night. They seemed to shimmer like the sea when the moons shadow cast it aglow. It made him melt, just those eyes, they had that ability to take control over him, to set him in a deep trance that frankly he never wanted to come out of.
The rockstar breathed in deeply trying his best to calm himself, but it only made things much more difficult seeing as he caught her familiar scent in his nose. She smelt like sweet strawberries, and he decided in that moment that there was no better smell, not even pancakes.
"I was 6 years old at the time." Ally started, he did not interrupt, letting her know to continue. "And even for a 6 year old I was very insecure, I always wanted to meet others expectations, so that constantly made me worry about performing. But when my Mom was there that feeling always went away, just seeing her in the audience, smiling proudly at me, her eyes dancing with excitement, but most of all belief, belief in her daughter. I no longer cared about anyone else's opinions because I knew that my Mom's opinion was the only important thing and before going on stage she would whisper in my ear;"
"I have and always will have faith in you Ally Dawson. You are beautiful, talented and a truly amazing girl. But most importantly Ally, never, ever, ever lose faith in yourself, you promise me that." Ally's voice began to crumble once finishing her mother's inspirational words. But she did not cry, in fact she was smiling, she loved her mother and before she left her forever she had said six words that Ally Dawson never forgot;
'Whenever you think of me… smile. Smile that smile that no one will ever forget.' Those had been her mother's last words and she had always done what her mother had said.
Austin did not interrupt, yet again allowing her to continue.
"Two weeks before I was scheduled to perform, my Mom died. She had been ill for a year and all the fighting; all the effort came to the same thing. She was gone, leaving a massive whole in my heart which my Mom used to fill. My performance came quickly and I remember standing on stage and I looked around the audience, the eyes filled with belief where no longer there only the expectant. I couldn't do it. According to Trish I turned ghostly white and the next thing I know everything is black. Since then I can't even step on stage without looking for those eyes. But I never find them, and I never will." With that Ally finished her story, her eyes filled with tears but she refused to let them fall. She looked down at her hands once again.
The room filled with silence as Ally sat on Austin's lap waiting for him to say anything, anything at all. What he actually did surprised her as he hugged her tightly, never wanting to let go.
"Thank you, Ally." He whispered softly into her ear, meaning every word. The shy songwriter didn't question his choice of words she simply snuggled deeper into his chest, feeling his warmth and noticing how soothing it was.
"Let me help you." Austin spoke suddenly, and Ally was shocked to hjear the determination in his voice.
"I-I can't Austin, we've tried everything." She replied, stuttering slightly. He tilted her head back, making sure she looked him in the eyes.
"Ally, please trust me." She looked at him hesitantly as the blonde pleaded with her, he sounded almost desperate, as if he had to do this.
"Austin I…."
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Okay so the first one-shot will be a two-shot. But don't worry I will update soon. Please review, pretty, pretty please with a cherry on the top. I'll love you forever and for always. Okay a bit much but still, please review.
This actually happened to my best friend so I dedicate this story to her (how she got stage fright). She truly is a talented and beautiful girl and is she is honestly the best friend in the whole wide world. This one's for you Bethan.