A/N (6/19/13): Well, well, well…here we are! This story has been up ever since Austin & Ally came out and it's gotten SOO many reviews and favorites it is crazy! I read this story again a month ago and HATED IT. I thought it sounded horrible! I was about to delete it but since so many people seemed to like this story I decided to FINALLY just rewrite it and "improve" it. So, bear with me this next week (or so) while I rewrite all the chapters. I hope you guys like this even more than the original!

Thank you to everyone who has read this story and left a review (and even if you didn't)! You have made me so happy so I guess in a way this is the least I can do. Enjoy! 3

Ally's POV:

I sat at my office desk staring at my blank notebook. Looking at the time I realized I have been staring at a blank piece of paper for approximately one hour now. That's just wonderful. What happened?! I was on fire with my music. I could sit down anywhere and then suddenly just get a hundred ideas flow into my brain like water. But now, when I needed it the most?

Absolutely NOTHING.

Not even a word! And when I can't write music I start to stress out. And when I stress out I can't think anymore. And when I can't think anymore I start biting my hair and thinking of…of my delicious pickles…

No! This is not the time to think about pickles Ally Dawson!

I stood up from my seat and began pacing around the room. If Austin finds out that I haven't written a word for his new song he will freak out! Well, probably not freak out, he will just want to help which let's admit it; is not very helpful. I needed to get my head together and think! I looked outside my window. The sun had already begun to set over the Miami skies. Maybe I just have to put this to rest for now and pick up on it again tomorrow. I opened the door to my room and went downstairs to the store section of my home. There sat Dez and Trish, who were discussing something about goldfish.

"Trish did you know that a goldfish has the brain span of 2 seconds?" Dez said, fiddling around with what seemed like glue and cut out paper.

"You mean like yourself?" Trish mumbled as she looked at me, "Oh hey Ally! How's the song going?"

I shook my head, "A disaster." Trish frowned while Dez seemed to not have heard because he continued gluing things to his blue colored paper.

"Why is it a-" before Trish could even finish she was interrupted by Austin, who came barging in to the shop, as always. Trish and I exchanged looks that said exactly that.

"Hey guys what's up?!" Austin said, walking over to Dez and looking over his shoulder before frowning in confusion and turning to us.

"Ally says that she's having trouble writing-" I quickly put my hand over Trish's mouth and laughed.

"What are you talking about having 'trouble'? I don't have any 'trouble'! I am actually the opposite! I am feeling wonderful!" Trish gave me a death glare but remained quiet.

"Are you having trouble with something? Because if you are I can help you," Austin said, giving me his puppy eye look.

"No. Nothing is wrong," I said, quickly shooting him down.

Austin shrugged and walked over to the grand piano and began playing. I had to turn my head towards him because I still had my hand on Trish's mouth.

"Austin! Stop playing on that unless you want to pay for it!" He turned and playfully stuck his tongue out at me before continuing to play. I let go of Trish and walked over to him.

"Why can't you just go make glue art with Dez?" A smirk appeared on his face but he didn't look up from the piano. I dramatically groaned before finally saying, "It's time to close anyways. It's already 5:30pm." Dez suddenly sat up in surprise.

"Oh no. My cookies over baked!" He said, quickly getting up, grabbing his stuff and running out of the store. Trish casually stretched and said, "Yeah I gotta go too. I got a job interview early in the morning and don't want to be late. Goodnight Ally… Austin."

"Goodnight!" I said in unison with Austin.

Now it was just Austin and I along with the playing piano. He really was talented… just not when it came to writing songs. I tapped his shoulder, "Com'mon Austin. You better go before my father starts yelling at you for playing the piano."

He looked up at me and smirked, "Do you like this song?"

"I mean it doesn't have any words so technically it's not a song-"

"I mean do you like the music?" Austin asked as he continued to strum his fingers across the very expensive piano in the middle of the shop. I let out a deep sigh and said "Yes Austin it's very pretty. Now can you-"

"I wrote it for you," He said smiling. I don't know what got into me, but I felt my heart give a loud thump that rang through my ears and made my throat go completely dry.

"I may not be good at writing songs but I can write piano music. When I thought of you this tune came into my mind."

It truly was a pretty tune. It was short, and Austin would just keep playing it over and over but…but it was soothing. "W-Well that's really sweet of you b-but I… I have a hard day tomorrow and just want to get some sleep."

Austin stopped playing abruptly and stood up. I felt my heart speed up again as he looked me in the eyes. "Well goodnight! Work hard tomorrow okay?" He had a large grin on his face as he gave me thumbs up. "See you tomorrow Ally!"

Once he left the room was dead silent. But even though Austin had stopped playing the piano the tune kept playing in my head louder than it had originally sounded.

That's when I got it.

"Austin you're a genius!" I said to myself as I ran up and grabbed my notebook from upstairs. I can back down and sat down by the piano, doing the exact thing I had told Austin to stop doing. I closed my eyes and pressed the keys of the piano, looking for the notes Austin had played. After a few minutes I got the tune again. Words began flowing into my head all at once and my poor hand had no choice but to scribble everything down as fast as it could. With one hand played the tune and the other wrote the song. After just a mere 10 minutes it was done.

"I did it!" I said happily as I jumped up in joy. People outside the shop began staring at me while I did my victory dance. I quickly stopped and rushed back upstairs with my notebook, happy that I had finally gotten the song down.

Austin POV:

I casually walked through the street absorbing the amazing weather. Miami truly did have the best weather. Even after the sun set and the wind came in it still blew a warm breeze through my hair. I peacefully hummed Ally's tune and put my hands in my pockets. When I told Ally I had written that song for her her face got all red. She looked really cute. I think she liked it. Or at least I hoped she did. It took me all night to come up with those few notes. I turned the corner of the street and continued walking. My head began remembering how Ally and I had met. I couldn't help but laugh at it. We really did meet in the strangest of ways. But I feel like I've gotten to know Ally so well that I don't think I could live without her. I mean along with Trish and Dez too of course. I couldn't help but wonder if Dez's cookies came out ok.

I'll have to text him in the morning.

THERE! Done with the first chapter. I hope everyone liked it.

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Do you like this better than the previous first chapter (if you can even remember it)? I worked hard so I hope it's at least enjoyable. :) Happy reading!