(A/N: Hey guys! Here is another Auslly fanfiction! I am going to continue the other one as well, but let me know what you think. I don't own Austin and Ally, and I'm only saying it once.)

"Ally, Ally, Ally, Ally," I called, running into the Sonic Boom. I looked around the music shop for my best friend and songwriter. She wasn't downstairs, and there were no customers, so I assumed she was up in the practice room.

I quickly climbed the stairs, needing to talk to her. I peeked my head in slowly, in case she was writing a song. But when I looked around the room, I couldn't find her. She wasn't anywhere in sight, and I wondered where she could possibly be. "Austin?" a voice called out as I walked back downstairs. I turned my head in the direction that I heard the sound, and saw a young boy sticking out of the tuba.

"Hey, Nelson," I laughed. "Whatchya up to, buddy?" He looked like he was struggling, so I eased him out of the tuba, setting him on the ground. "Why are you in a tuba?"

"Well," he said, repositioning his glasses. "I came today for my harp lesson with Ally, but I learned a few things. One, I don't need to bring my own harp. Two, my lesson was tomorrow. And three, I was supposed to have an oboe lesson."

"Okay," I said slowly, confused. "Do you want a quarter to make a wish in the fountain? And I still don't get why you were in the tuba."

He nodded his head excitedly, and I fished a quarter out of my pocket so he could make a wish later. "So since I didn't have a lesson, and Ally wasn't busy, I asked her to play hide and seek with me," he continued. "She told me to count to one-hundred, but she hasn't come to find me yet. I guess she isn't very good at this game."

"Nelson," I said, chuckling. "If you're the one counting, then you are supposed to be finding Ally. So she is still hiding somewhere." The young boy nodded his head in understanding. "So have you seen Ally?"

Nelson shook his head, then shot me a glare. "Step off my woman, pretty boy," he said, attempting to snarl. I tried really hard not to laugh. His woman?

"You have a crush on Ally?" I asked, giving him a smile. "Aww, that's so adorable. If only you were a few years older, Nelson. Ally is about to turn sixteen."

"Hey," he shouted. "I'm already eight and a half. Besides, I like older women." He winked, and I again tried not to crack up.

"Alright, well," I said, patting him on the back. "You are quite the lady's man. What are you going to wish for in the fountain?"

His eyes lit up again, his dark scowl from before disappearing. "A mustache," he shouted excitedly. He began to walk out the door. "Remember, I know you like Ally. But she will be mine one day." He pointed two fingers at his eyes, then at mine. Then he grinned and walked out the door.

"Cute kid," I muttered, shaking my head. I actually did think it was pretty adorable that Nelson has a crush on Ally. But what was that about me liking her? I mean, I do like Ally, but how did he know that?

I haven't told anyone about the secret feelings that I have for my best friend. But between you and I, Ally means the world to me. I think that she is the most beautiful, talented, quirky, adorable girl to walk this planet. But I would never admit that aloud - I value my friendship with her too much to ever jeopardize it, unless she felt the same way.

I continued my search for Ally, ducking out of the music store. I made my way to Trish's newest job, at Planet Scan It - a copy store. "Hey, Trish," I called, making my way over to the short Latina who was not working - as usual.

"Hey, Austin," she said, making her way over to me, grateful for a distraction from what she found to be tedious labor. "Looking for Ally?"

"Uh, no," I said, nervously, my voice going high. "Why would I be looking for Ally? It's not like I came in here to ask you about her or anything. I just wanted to see how my buddy Trish is."

She shot me a suspicious glance, then shrugged her shoulders. "It just seems like you were looking for her," she said, rolling her eyes. "You had your 'I-need-to-talk-to-someone' face on, and you usually only use that for Ally - since Dez and I aren't the best listeners."

I relaxed, glad that she didn't know about me liking Ally. If Trish knew, she would immediately tell Dez, who wouldn't be able to keep it a secret from Ally. "Okay, yeah," I said, calmed down. What was all that about, anyway? I don't get nervous. "I was looking for Ally. Have you seen her?"

"Nope," she said, shrugging her shoulders. "Why don't you just text her? It seems like that is all you two do when your not with each other."

I could feel the blush creeping to my cheeks. Best friends can text each other a lot, can they not? "My phone is dead," I said, pointing to the empty battery sign on my screen. "Can you call her real quick?"

Trish nodded, reluctantly, and whipped out her cellphone. "Hey, Ally," she said into the phone. "Blondie is looking for you. Where are you at?" She nodded as Ally talked, then hung up the phone. "She's in theater nine at the cinema," Trish said, nodding her head towards the door.

I thanked her and rushed over to mall's movie theater, making my way into theater nine. The movie that was playing was boring, and there were only three people in the seats. "Austin," I heard somebody whisper my name. I whipped my head around and saw Ally sitting in the top row of seats, beckoning me towards her. I ran up the stairs and slid into the seat next to her, purposefully touching her knee with mine and dangling my hand so our fingers were barely brushing each other's.

"Hey, Als," I said, grinning at her. She beamed back, and turned to me. "What are you doing in here?"

"Nelson and I were playing hide and seek," Ally explained. "I had to go somewhere he wouldn't find me. The kid is adorable, but he is so clingy."

"He just has a crush on you," I chuckled, bumping her with my elbow. Ally groaned next to me. "He even told me to 'step off his woman'."

Ally began cracking up next to me. "No he did not," she said between laughs. "Are you serious?" I nodded, sending her into another fit of giggles. "Well, I guess it is pretty cute. Especially since he got jealous."

I rolled my eyes, grinning. "Yeah, that's it," I said, slightly sarcastically. "Why would he be jealous of me?" Ally looked a little hurt, so I quickly explained myself. "I mean, what would make him jealous of me? It's not like we're dating or anything."

"Yeah, but we're best friends," Ally said, shrugging and smiling. "You're the closest guy in my life, and he is probably jealous of you. You better watch out before Nelson kicks your butt."

I chuckled at her teasing. "Right," I said, stretching out the word. "I'm so scared that an eight-year old, even shorter than you, is going to beat me up."

"Hey," Ally complained. "I am not that short. You're just really tall." She stood up in an attempt to prove something. I motioned for her to take her high-heeled boots off, and she sighed, reluctantly. Then I stood up, and grinned from where I was, towering eight inches over her.

"How's the weather down there?" I joked, crossing my eyes. Ally rolled her eyes, but laughed anyway.

Then we stood there for a few moments, just staring at each other. We began to lean towards each other, and I didn't even realize I was doing it - it was like a magnetic attraction. When our faces were only a few inches apart, the lights flicked on in the theater, making us jump apart, blushing. Did Ally and I just almost kiss? We hadn't even noticed that the movie ended. I looked over at Ally, who was biting her lip nervously. She looked so cute. I tried to shake the thought from my head, and relaxed when Ally finally spoke up. "So, Trish said you were looking for me to tell me something," Ally said.

I blinked, thinking about it, then snapped my fingers. "Oh, right," I shouted, grabbing her wrist and pulling her behind me out of the theater. As we walked to the Sonic Boom, I felt my hand slide lower and lower, until Ally and I were eventually full-on holding hands. Ally blushed and pulled away, me doing the same. "Come on, I need to show you something," I called, sprinting up the stairs to the practice room.

She followed behind me, and I ran over to find what I wanted to show her. "Okay, so I was at Publix earlier today, and I saw this magazine," I said, holding up a copy of Popstar! magazine. Ally gave me a look, wondering why I was looking at that magazine. "I wanted to see who the celebrity of the month was," I said, defending myself. "Anyway, look."

I opened up to the poster section, pointing at one of me. It was at one of my concerts, and it was a foldable one that girls could take out of the magazine and pin to their wall. "Uhm, Austin," Ally said, giggling. She flipped the poster over and pointed at the picture on the back. "Justin Bieber is on the other side. I think you might be smiling at a wall in a lot of rooms." I sighed, knowing she was right. It wasn't that I am not good, it's just that Justin Bieber has been a Hollywood Hearththrob for years now. I am still a fresh face to the music billboards.

"But," Ally said, giving my arm a reassuring squeeze. "You'll be there soon. Plus, I know of at least one room that will have Justin Bieber facing the wall." She folded up the poster and grinned, setting it with her stuff. "I like the other side of that poster much better."

"Thanks, Als," I said, wrapping her in a hug. My best friend truly is the best.

(A/N - okay, so this story is going to be a lot of interconnected one-shots in a way. I didn't mean for it to be like that, but they just kind of lead to each other. Please review! Tell me anything you want to happen! And check out my other story, Accidentally in Love! Thanks!)