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This if my first chapter of my first story on fanfiction!
I really hope you like it.
Disclaimer; I do now own Austin & Ally but I do own this story line!
Double Life
Seeing Austin on the stage thrills me. Watching him jump with excitement makes me happy. The way he dances smoothly, popping each move. If that was me, I'd look ridiculous. The humid stadium air fills with his voice, bringing it to life. I can feel his heart race as if I was him, the pit of his stomach tingling because he's doing something he loves to the fullest and it feels right.
Austin Moon always tends to bring the party with him wherever he goes, whether he intentionally means to or not. His personality is full of fireworks, bursting each time you have a good conversation going with him. No wonder he's a rapidly growing internet sensation; His charm works on everyone-literally.
I'm content with being his songwriter and one of his best friends, he said so himself. He also said I was one of the coolest girls he knew which is a lie, but made me smile nonetheless. I just wish I could be more like him. More expressive and open minded to the world, instead of hiding in the shadows while everybody passes by. Correction, I wish I could be more like him with him.
What I'm trying to say is, I wish he could know my secret. The one that I hid from him and all the rest of my friends, even my father. But if any of them knew, they'd freak. They abandon me just like they do in my nightmares. That's my biggest fear. It isn't stage fright like my friends expect because of my shyness, it's just a cover up. I just wish they, especially Austin, could see that my secret is-
"Ally!" Austin yells, running up to me and greeting me with a huge bear hug he gives me after every performance. I was unaware that his performance ended minutes ago, too caught up in my thoughts.
"Austin, you did great!" I exclaim, hugging him back the best I can since he has my arms locked down.
"Thanks, it means a lot," Austin breaks the hug and I swear I see a little blush creep on his cheeks. But that's impossible. Austin Moon doesn't blush over a girl like me, Ally Dawson.
Austin begins shaking his wet blonde hair, sprinkling sweat all over me. He does this on purpose to get to me because he knows how much I hate over perspired guys, drenched in their own filth. I see his clothes are soaked, his light blue shirt now a navy color. Drips run down his face like an avalanche, making him look smoking hot. Almost irresistible- stop Ally!
"Austin Moon!" I screech, shoving him playfully while laughing. He grabs me, giggly himself, and hugs me again. This time, his embrace was tighter and closer-so close I can practically hear his heartbeat. It's beating so fast; it must be from his performance right? All his nasty germs rub off on me making feel icky. I try to mask my laugh by making a disgusted face, but it doesn't work. As soon as I hear Austin's adorable laugh, I break out into a smile. I can't help it, it's so contagious.
"How do you like it now?" He teases. I notice he still hasn't let go, his strong arms still wrapped around me. Our laughing has died down a little, but not a lot. In this moment, my heart flutters. I feel safe in his arms, like I belong there. I shouldn't be feeling this way about my best friend, but I have since eight months ago when we wrote our first song together and our hands accidentally touched, numbing my whole right side completely. Electricity was shooting through my veins at that time and my breath was frozen in my lungs, way too many emotions were floating in there air that night.
"I don't! I don't at all!" I retort, trying to pry him off of me.
"What's going on here?" I look up to see our other best friends standing in front of us. Trish, a small Mexican girl with dark, long curly hair has her hands on her hips with a sly smirk planted on her lips. On the other hand, Dez with a lanky figure and fire color hair, is sitting on his butt and drawing faces on his toes, acting as if they are real people. Dez is the crazy one in the bunch, if you know what I mean.
"N-nothing," We stammer at the same time, breaking apart and sliding across the room and away from each other. I peek over at Austin and I see a small smile on his lips and his cheeks as red as Dez's hair, and I presume mine are too.
"Whatever you say," Dez pipes in, this time actually paying attention to the subject at hand.
"Come on guys, lets go celebrate Team Austin!" Trish practically screams, her loud voice toppling over anything and with her need to celebrate every little detail certainly not getting in the way.
"Yay!" The group shouts, making their way out of the performing building, but I don't follow them.
"You coming?" Austin turns back around, waiting for me.
"Uhm, no. Tonight is my night at the animal shelter. I have to make sure the animals there are well feed and groomed." I lie straight through my teeth. I look down, hoping Austin doesn't see right through me like I'm a piece of glass like he usually does. Out of the corner of my vision, I see his brown eyes tracing my every move, all the hope in his eyes shattered. Now their filled with disappointment, the twinkle barely visible.
"Oh." Is all he says, voice in monotone. My heart drops, making me feel even worse lying to him. But it's been getting easier. My secret has been taking over me, more and more and I can't stop it.
To try and cheer him up I call back, "Hey, but let's get ice cream tomorrow! And we can hang out all day then. We'll call it Team Austin day!" I suggest, actually happy with my answer because it seems like a good idea.
"Sounds great!" And just like that, cheery Austin is back. Typical Austin. Nothing ever gets him down for too long.
As I watch him walk out the building with the rest of my friends, the guiltiness fades. I escape to the place I'm really going, but my mind is distracted the whole time. Does Austin like me? That scene earlier, do normal best friends do that?
First chapter. Tell me what you think! I know it's not a cliffy but there will be one soon!
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