As you may or may not know, at the end of season 2, Austin is going to go off on tour. And…Ally doesn't go with him. :( (I'm so glad they got renewed for a third season!) So, this is what I'd imagine as the last night before Austin goes off on tour.
Ally's POV
Under the shade of a palm tree, I sit on the grass right by Miami Beach with my song book. Though, I'm not writing it, I watch and feel the beach's scenery. The blue sea waves flow from the sea shore and back. The gentle sea breeze blows against my brown hair. The bright sun beats down on those who attempt to get a tan. The seagulls caw at each other in order to find food. I take it all in, getting the feel of relaxation.
Normally, I wouldn't be one to be at the beach. But, Austin has always tried to convince me how amazing it is, and so I gave it a chance. And to be honest, it's not too bad. Its serenity makes me calm, almost making me forget about how Austin will be leaving for his tour tomorrow.
About a month ago, Austin was given the chance by Jimmy to go on his first national tour. At first, we were all happy to be heading around the country together as Team Austin. But the feelings only lasted until Mr. Starr told us that Austin would be the only one to go. He couldn't bring anyone else along. And of course, all of us were shocked at the news. Austin was close to saying that he wouldn't want to go so that he wouldn't have to leave me. I told him to go though; opportunities like these don't just come by every day. A tour is the next step in Austin's career, which would bring him to a whole new level in the music business.
And here I am, sitting at the beach, already missing him. Today, Austin has to pack up last minute things for the trip, so I doubt I'll see him until tomorrow when he leaves. Gosh, the next few months are going to be tough. It's just so unbelievable. I mean, one moment we're writing songs and enjoying being able to make it in the music business. The next moment we're going to be separated when he goes off on tour.
I decide to open my song book, and flip through a bunch of old pages; skimming old lyrics and doodles etched on there. It also included a few notes I've received over the years like the one Austin gave me with those flowers.
Everything in my leather bound book brings back memories. Two years of Team Austin memories fit inside this small journal. It's been one crazy rollercoaster.
By now, most of the people have left. That mainly leaves me alone with the orange sunset. I continue to sit under the shade of the palm leaves; feeling a little lazy to get up.
Just then, a tall figure comes by, a too familiar figure, and asks, "Ally? What are you doing here?"
Looking up, I find myself seeing Austin, with a curious face. "Hey Austin, I was just… relaxing." I shrug. In my little spot, I make myself more comfortable, stretching out my legs and crossing my right over my left.
"Oh," he says. "But I thought you hated the beach." Austin sits right next to me, pulling his knees up to his chest with his hands.
Sighing, I admit, "I do, but I think I'm warming up to it." My hands go behind me, touching the ground.
"Well, that's good." For a while, there's silence. The seagulls continue to caw in the orange sky. And it slowly gets darker, the sun going down, down, down.
It suddenly occurs to me of why Austin would be here, and not packing or spending time with his parents or something. "Hey, I never asked," I bring up.
"Never asked what?"
"Well, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at home?"
"Well, yeah," my friend confesses. "But I have a bit of free time, and I just wanted to come to the beach one last time."
"Oh, cool," is all I manage to say. Up above, are a few scattered clouds. I allow myself to lie down and stare at them. From years past in the Cloud Watching Club, I immediately spot several shapes up at the twilight sky.
"Cloud watching, huh?" Austin gets in the same position as I did. "What do you see?"
I look for something, and spot a certain cloud, also slightly using my own imagination. "I see… an alligator playing the clarinet."
My friend turns his head to face me. "That is so an oboe."
"Ha, is not!" I argue. Okay, I'm pretty sure that's a clarinet.
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Is too!"
"Is not!"
"Are we done?"
"Yeah, I think so." Well don't we sound like little kids… "But it so a clarinet."
Austin chuckles. "Alright, whatever. You win."
Child likely, I reply, "Aha, told you so!" The blonde shakes his head and playfully rolls his eyes.
Moving on, Austin says, "Okay, but now it's my turn."
"Alright Austin, what do you see this time?"
"I see a big white puffy thing." Giving Austin that sarcastic 'Really?' look, he seriously says, "Okay, okay. I see a bunny on a tricycle."
"Oh, come on, Austin," I tell him. "That has to be a bicycle." Seriously, it looks more like a bicycle than a tricycle.
My friend sighs. "Not this again." I giggle, and we lay down; facing each other. The two of us give smiles to the other enjoying our little cloud watching session.
Austin and I continue to point out the white clouds in the sky. We see numerous amounts of shapes above us such as dinosaurs riding hover boards and cat ghosts. The sky gradually gets darker as we lie in the cool grass together and remain where we are to spot some more weird looking clouds. It feels nice to just spend some time with Austin before he has to leave. Like everything's totally normal and he's not going off on tour.
After a while, we get a bit bored of it and decide to sit up; leaning back against the palm tree. The sun is still up and I gaze at it again.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Austin asks me. He smiles at it, taking in its image.
"Yeah, it is."
"That's one of the reasons I love coming to the beach. At the end of the day sometimes, I stay by myself and just watch the sunset." Then, for a moment, he stares at me. "But you know what?"
"What?" I question.
"I think I like it better doing it here with you."
"Thanks."
There's this little moment of silence between us. We're face to face, giving each other smiles again. I inch myself closer to him and I notice that he does too. I momentarily glance at his lips and then back at his eyes. Almost deciding to lean in, as something like this happened before; I stop myself when he speaks up.
"Hey, it's getting late," Austin whispers. "You wanna go to the practice room for a bit? Like just one last time?"
Starting to stare into his eyes, I reply, "Yeah, I'd like that."
"Good, now come on." The two of us stand up from the grass and for some reason, the blonde grabs my hand. It's not like I really mind though. I still do have some feelings for him…
When we get to the store, I notice that it's already closed. I take out my spare key and open up the door, letting us in. Then I lock the store again, before going to the practice room.
"I'm really going to miss this place, you know." Austin reveals. The blonde scans around the room; I assume a bunch of memories are coming back at the moment. It's the same for me.
"Yeah, it's going to be different here without you."
"You mean that?" Austin glimpses at me again.
"I really mean that." I grin; almost attempting to hide my sadness.
Austin spots something in the corner and walks over to it. Covered in dust, he slides his finger on its surface, and then blows the grime off. It's an old radio. Walking over to him, he asks, "Does it work?"
"I don't know," I answer honestly. "Try it."
"Okay." He turns it on for what may have been the first time in years. I never use the old radio. The knob turns onto FM and channel one hundred three-point seven. An upbeat song I don't know the name of comes on. "So, it does work."
"Yup." I'm really sure what to do or say. The music's playing and the two of us are just awkwardly standing.
"You wanna dance?" Austin suddenly asks me.
"Oh, um sure." For a moment I watch Austin bust out a couple of his cool moves to the rhythm of the song. I'm about to as well, right when the song ends.
Austin stops and listens to the announcer before the next song comes on. "Let's bring the music down," the radio announcer says. "Down, down, down to the ground. Grab that special someone and dance to You and Me by Lifehouse."
"Oh, um, do you want to dance with me, Ally?" The blonde holds out his left hand; evidently hoping that I would accept his offer.
"Of course," I respond. "I'd love to." Still remembering how to dance from last time, I take my right hand in his left and put my other on his shoulder. He puts his right hand around me.
What day is it? And in what month? This clock never seemed so alive.
We move in sync to the music; our feet sliding across the floor at the same pace and direction around the room. It feels the same the last time we slow danced together. Then again, it feels so different. But I can't put my finger on why it feels this way.
Wait, he's gotten taller since Trish's quinceañera. That must be why. I mean…it's not like I still have feelings for Austin. We did have a reason for breaking up a while ago.
I can't keep up and I can't back down. I've been losing so much time.
In the middle of the practice room, Austin spins me around and dips me. Luckily there's no one with an air horn this time, so he doesn't drop me this time.
"Austin?" I suddenly ask.
'Cause it's you and me and all of the people. With nothing to do, nothing to lose.
"Yeah, Ally?" he answers. Austin widens his eyes to express that he's paying attention.
"There's something I want to ask you," I say. To be honest, I don't know where I'm going with this. An abrupt urge in my brain wants me to tell Austin how I actually feel. But I attempt to resist from saying anything; because I can't now. I couldn't leave Austin hanging with my said feelings right before he has to leave. If I were in Austin's place, I'm not sure I would want those news dumped on me before being separated from him.
And it's you and me and all of the people. And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you.
"Well," my friend interrupts my thoughts. "Are you going to ask me, or…?"
All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right.
The two of us continue to dance to the song, and I don't say anything. It's just – why is this so complicated?! I know what I kind of want to say, but I'm not really sure how.
I'm tripping on words, you got my head spinning.
"You see Austin, what I wanted to ask you was…"
"What?" he questions. I sense his level of curiosity rising higher and higher, almost desperate to find out the words I want to speak.
I don't know where to go from here.
"Well, you know how I said…that-that we weren't ready to be a couple yet when we…broke up?" It's impossible for him to not know what I'm getting onto now.
"Um, yeah? What about that?"
My heart starts to beat faster and faster. I feel my hands get sweatier. My stomach twists and turns in ways I didn't know it could.
Attempting to control my feelings, I accidentally step on my own foot and fall on the floor. Austin's hand is still attached to mine so he falls on top of me.
'Cause it's you and me and all of the people. With nothing to do, nothing to prove.
"Sorry, Austin," I apologize. "I am such a klutz sometimes."
"It's okay, Ally," he forgives.
We momentarily stare into each other's eyes. It almost feels like Austin is going to close the gap between our lips, but instead, my friend grabs my two hands; picking the both of us off the floor.
And it's you and me and all of the people. And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you.
"Here, maybe we can dance like this," Austin offers. "Just put your hands here." He guides my hands to his shoulders. "Then, I'll put my hands there." His hands are moved to just above my waist. "Is that okay with you?"
"Yeah, it's perfectly fine." I give him my kind smile and obviously, he grins back. Of course though, my heartbeat increases even more.
"Oh, and we just move our feet together left and right; back and forth." Austin leads me to move our feet right one step, and then back left one step. It seems simple enough.
Something about you now, I can't quite figure out.
As Austin and I slowly move to the music, he brings up our previous topic. "So about what we were talking about earlier… What about…us?"
Everything she does is beautiful. Everything she does is right.
"You see," I start. This probably isn't the best idea, but I don't care too much anymore. Austin's leaving and there's a chance he'll forget this within the next few months. What do I have to lose? "I was thinking that maybe, possibly, we could be together again?"
"Oh," is all that comes out of his mouth at first. He then lets out only silence for a second before responding again. "You know, I think I'd actually like that." Austin, for some reason, inches closer to me, meaning his hands pull me closer. I allow myself to snake my arms further past his shoulders and now around his neck.
'Cause it's you and me and all of the people. With nothing to do and nothing to prove.
"You'd really like that?" My smile gets wider, as does his.
"Yeah, I would," he says excitedly. "Remember that I already admitted I still had feelings for you."
"And know that I still feel the same way." I think back to the time in the court room when I asked Austin if he still had feelings for me. He responded with a yes, which caught me off guard for a second. But it wasn't long until I admitted my feelings for him too. (1)
And it's you and me and all of the people. And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you.
"We just have to wait until you get back, though," I mention.
"Yeah." Disappointment can be sensed in his voice.
We lock eyes again, and it's like I'm being hypnotized by his dreamy eyes. Those dreamy hazel eyes of his.
Austin speaks up, "But you know, it's not too late for this."
For a minute, I'm confused. "What exactly do you mean by 'this'?"
What day is it? And in what month? This clock never seemed so alive.
"This is what I mean."
Before being able to say anything, Austin presses his lips against mine. At first I'm shocked, but I then kiss back. And pretty much, it's just like the first time. It was all there. The sparks, the fireworks, the electricity running through, everything. All in all, it was perfect. I couldn't ask for anything more.
Oh gosh, it's going to be so hard saying goodbye tomorrow.
(1) There was this picture from the episode, Tunes & Trials on tumbler (I think) of Ally asking Austin if he still had feelings for her. And, duh! He said he still did! :D I don't know if Ally said anything about her feelings though…
Obviously, I don't own You and Me by Lifehouse or Austin & Ally.
This is just something random I came up with. Yeah…not my best work.
I've considered doing a two-shot of this. Though, I'm not really sure. Let me know if you think I should. :)