Hello lovelies…

*Note: I edited this because some spelling errors, when I was reading it to find those errors, more ideas came to me and I added some parts to the story. They don't change the way the fic ends or anything, some descriptions were added basically.*

This is what came up to me while I was watching a movie called "Little Secrets" and the lead girl played the violin. I have always thought that there's something so sensual about playing the Cello, which I would have loved to learn how to play it when I was younger. Also a few years ago I read a Twilight fanfiction in Spanish, which had something like this in the plot line, but in a very different level.

So I decided to give it a shot, and this is the result. So I hope that if someone read this they enjoy it and thanks in advanced.

Disclaimer: Austin & Ally doesn't belong to me, neither Libertango. And blah, blah, blah…

Enjoy!

The room was enormous, dim lights were illuminating the stage, making barely notice to the petite silhouette up there. The blond boy was like mesmerized looking his surroundings, but there was something about the figure on the stage that made him wonderstruck towards it.

Austin Moon loved music, he wanted to be a rock star someday and make music that could make people feel things like if they could do whatever they wanted to do and he wanted to make the people happy, happy music. But even though he could play almost all the instruments out there he did not enjoy classical music. I mean he knew that without those composers would be impossible to have such amazing music like the one he wanted to do.

But dress up in fancy clothes and go and act all snobby was not his thing. He felt uncomfortable, his dress shirt was a little tight and he felt like people were looking at him weird but he tried to dismissed it, he just wanted to get that over with and go home, maybe hear some music and talk to Dez about the newest Bikini Blood Bath Movie, or Zaliens.

Austin's parents were trying to get closer to him, they felt that sometimes they neglected their son too much and making him learn the mattress business was not making them any closer but drift them apart, so they thought that a good idea for having precious family time was going to a concert that the symphonic was giving.

"Do we really have to do this?" Austin asked while they found their seats in the third row, his parents showed him the look and all he could do was shrugged and frown.

The concert was about to start but Austin needed to go to the bathroom, so he left his parents and went out to the lobby of the place, taking a deep breath he headed to the bathroom.

When he came back to the auditorium and searched for his parents almost in the dark, the orchestra had already begun playing and the music filled his ears, the acoustic of the place was amazing he felt like he was standing right in the middle of the stage, he couldn't help but close his eyes and let the music lead him to that amazing place where he could be whoever he wanted. It didn't matter.

Soon the piece ended, all the people in the room gave the orchestra an standing ovation, but Austin was not paying attention, something, or better someone had taken his attention since he laid eyes on her. She was in the front row of the orchestra, right next to the violins and the cellos, herself with a cello in hand, and held it like it was the most delicate thing she had ever held, and probably it was. He saw as all of them left the stage and the curtain closed.

He was in a daze when he got to his seat next to his parents, he wanted to see that girl again, and he was determined to it. The lights were off again, and the curtain was opening showing just a light in the center where a chair was placed, in the back a grand piano was barely visible because of the light and it was quite obvious that the main instrument was not that one. A round of applause welcomed the performer, the same beautiful girl with brown hair falling on her back with curls that danced every time she moved, that had caught Austin's eyes the first time. Her dress was a very simple yet classy black gown, it was in Greek goddess style with a slit that showed that beautiful long and creamy leg flowing every time she moved, exposing it to Austin's eyes.

Austin was more than surprised when he saw her back on the stage, her cello in the stand, she looked like an angel from heaven. He searched a program to see if he was able to find her name, something that could identify her in the future, because when he found her, he didn't wanted to make the fool of himself naming her angel, in his head was okay, but if she thought that he was telling her another's girl name?

He was rambling in his own head, unable to find the program he needed, he looked up to the stage again, noticing that the girl had taken a seat in the chair that was on the stage and placed the cello between her thighs. She looked so delicate up there that Austin couldn't help be amazed by the young girl in front of him. He saw when she took the arch with her right hand and the piano started a soft melody, in the background.

Then the girl closed her eyes and she started to make her music.

He could see sometimes how he kept her tempo taping her feet on the stage floor, how she got lost in the music and all the emotions that the piece she was playing reflected was amazing, he didn't wanted to close his eyes in case he could miss something. The movement she made when she was playing with vigor the high notes on her cello made her dress flow like she was on the air, floating, and he could feel it too.

Between the climax of the song, her smoked eyes opened up, and he thought he was not able to breathe anymore because the angel before him was looking at him, no one else, while she played the most sensual part of the beautiful tango she was playing. Suddenly the atmosphere felt heavier, he could not take his eyes away from hers and apparently she couldn't do it either because she was still looking at him, with the most intense stare he had ever given or received.

She bit her lip in an especially difficult part of the piece and he almost lost it, because her red lips were enchanting and she was biting her lip while she was still looking at him, and the song she was playing filled the place with so much sensuality that apparently was only obvious to him. Maybe was the way she held the cello between her body, how the lucky instrument fit perfectly between her thighs and how much he wanted to be a fucking instrument in that very moment just to be close to her.

He needed her, he wanted her and she was going to have her. He was sure of it, as sure as his name was Austin Monica Moon.

The piece ended and she stoop up from her chair placing the piano again it is place, she took a step forward to receive the praises and the applause she well deserved. She looked back at Austin and a smile crept on her face, she nodded towards his direction and moved to leave the stage with the piano player on her back.

Austin sat back on his place trying to catch his breath after that performance, he needed to know who she was and how she could find her, then something came to his mind and asked to his parents for a program for the show.

"Honey, are you ok?" his mom asked while she handed him the program. She looked concern but at the moment Austin was no in the mood or had the time for their questions.

There she was, second performance playing Libertango, her name written in a neat calligraphy.

"That girl was amazing…" he heard his dad say after reading her name on the program. "And I even think that she was looking to our sits by the last part of her song" he said directly to Austin, with a knowing look on his face. Austin blushed, he didn't wanted to know what his father was thinking, because maybe what his father was thinking of him was true and that would be embarrassing.

"You know something, that girl seemed familiar to me" Mimi Moon said, taking the program from Mike's hands, due that it was almost impossible that Austin let go hers. "Ah yes, I know who she is, she is the lovely young lady from the music store at the Miami Mall, the daughter of Lester Dawson"

Realization came into his father's eyes, "Of course, Ally Dawson, nice girl."

His heart jumped a beat because he knew how to find her now. A smirk played on his face, while he was in the lobby waiting for his parents to say good bye to their friends, a familiar silhouette appeared where his parents were and he saw how she greeted all the people there, she was looking a little distracted and looking all over the place, he hoped, looking for him.

Then she finally found what she was looking for while they locked their looks. Everything seemed to disappear when she was looking at him but only one thing, one person, her.

Ally Dawson.

Ok, so, what do you think, hopefully someone will read this and will leave me feedback to know if I should continue it or leave it as a one shot. I think it could be more but it could work as a one shot too.

Please review to let me know what you think.

Thanks for reading.