Okay so it's a Saturday night and I'm extremely bored. Normal people my age are probably out partying and enjoying time with friends or snuggling up with boyfriends...but I'd rather write about Auslly tonight ;) I love all you readers! Please review!

This was just thought up randomely, by the way, as I was listening to Rihanna. It's gonna be at least a few chapters long, this was really just the introduction kind of...I gues...I don't know.

THE LYRICS ARE IMPORTANT! READ THEM!

I do not own Austin and Ally.

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P.S. I'm Still Not Over You

Austin's P.O.V.

It's been over two years since I last saw her beautiuful face. Ally Dawson, my best friend, song writer, partner through everything, and lastly but most importantly, my lover. I adored everything about the adorkable, enthusiastic little brunette. Things just happened so quickly and I was a stupid 17 year old who had no idea what he was doing. So, of course, I screwed everything up. And since that awful night that the love of my life walked away from me forever, I haven't seen or heard anything from her. I regret everything. The first mistake was so stupid on my part, but it was manageable. I wouldn't even go back and fix this if I ever had the chance. I could've just accepted responsibility, decided to become a man and deal with it. I knew what I needed to do, hell even Dez knew what I needed to do! But did I do it? No. Well, I did. For about a week, before I cracked and made the second mistake. A mistake I would give anything in this world to go back and fix.

And now, not only is Ally Dawson out of my life forever, but so is my son, Aiden. Yes, my son. His second birthday is coming up in a month. The only reason I know that? Dez is Trish's fiance' now. Trish will have nothing to do with me, but Dez is still my friend. Not best friend, but at least he will still associate with me. That's my only connection to anything Ally.

Well anything that I know for sure is true.

You see, when Ally left, she started her own career. And even as a pregnant teen, her soulful and heart wrenching music touched the sould of so many that she flew up the ladder of fame faster than anyone could have ever immagined. I couldn't be more proud of her. She has written some happy songs too, don't get me wrong.

But I could tell you who they were about. I know, well, knew Ally that well. All the happy songs are about Aiden. You can tell in all the pictures everywhere that Ally absolutely adores Aiden. And he definitely loves his mother.

Too bad his father is an ass hole and couldn't stand up through the pressures of the verbal abuse of those around him.

You see, my second mistake was when I decided to tell the world through a web cast that Ally's baby wasn't mine. I know, a stupid, unforgiveable move. I made her out to look like a liar for my own selfish, ass hole reasons. At the time, I was 17. People were saying awful things to me, and even my own parents kicked me out of the house claiming if I was grown up enough to get a girl pregnant, that I am grown up enough to live on my own and support said girl and baby. And, they were right. If only I had known that then. Maybe I wouldn't be where I am today. Or, maybe, if they had given me support after they diciplined me I wouldn't be where I am today, either. Because I would have had a least someone.

But now I'm "Austin Moon, once upon a time super star." Sure, I have money from all the wonderful hits Ally had written and I had performed. I had, after all, released 4 albums. But what good does this empy 5,000 sq. ft. pent house do for me if I'm all alone? Absolutely nothing. Like I said before, my friends left when Ally left. Everyone hated me for what I did, more than they judged me for getting Ally pregnant.

I tried filling the void with random girls. Did that work? Hell no. None of them compared to Ally. At all. They were just...someone to talk to. I would never sleep with any of them. This made some of them angry, and some of them just knew they'd never compete with the girl I loved, who was now nothing but a ghost of a memory.

I was recalling all of this, wondering if my son will grow up to love music like me and his mother do. Wondering if he'll be a football player like I was in high school, and really smart like his mom. He has my looks, for the most part. There really is no denying he is my son, now. But will he be shy like his mom, caring and sweet? Hopefully he won't be like me. That's the last thing dear, sweet Ally needs. A rebellious kid to break her heart like I broke my parents' hearts.

Then a new song began to play on the radio, one that instantly caught my attention. I sat straight up in my California king size bed as Ally's beautiful voice filled the air surrounding me. Her voice always put me at peace, even if it does have a slightly haunting effect on me now, and her sound is different than it was back when they were together. But as I listen to the lyrics of her song, I can't help but wonder just who she wrote it about...

Whats up?
I know we haven't spoken for a while
But I was thinkin bout you
And it kinda made me smile
So many things to say
And I'll put em in a letter
Thought it might be easier
The words might come out better
How's your mother, how's your little brother?
Does he still look just like you?
So many things I wanna know the answers to
Wish I could press rewind
And rewrite every line
To the story of me and you

Don't you know I've tried and I've tried
To get you out my mind
But it don't get no better
As each day goes by
And I'm lost and confused
I've got nothin to lose
Hope to hear from you soon
P.S. I'm still not over you
Still not over you

Excuse me, I really didn't mean to ramble on
But there's a lot of feelings that remain since you've been gone
I guess you thought that I would put it all behind me
But it seems there's always somethin right there to remind me
Like a silly joke, or somethin on the t.v.
Boy it aint easy
When I hear our song
I get that same old feeling
Wish I could press rewind
Turn back the hands of time
And I shouldn't be telling you

Don't you know I've tried and I've tried
To get you out my mind
But it don't get no better
As each day goes by
And I'm lost and confused
I've got nothin to lose
Hope to hear from you soon
P.S. I'm still not over you
Still not over you

Did you know I kept all of your pictures
Don't have the strength to part with them yet
Oh no...
Tried to erase the way your kisses taste
But some things a girl can never forget

Don't you know I've tried and I've tried
To get you out my mind
But it don't get no better
As each day goes by
And I'm lost and confused
I've got nothin to lose
Hope to hear from you soon
P.S. I'm still not over you
Still not over you

Is it...could it be possible she wrote it about me? For the first time since Ally walked out of my life, I have the slightest bit of hope. Maybe Ally does hate me. But maybe, just maybe, I can change that. Maybe I can prove to her that I'm not that stupid 17 year old anymore, that I can love her and Aiden with my whole heart and soul, because well I already do! Maybe, just maybe, my brown eyed girl still isn't over me...

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And, finished! First chapter! I'm gonna keep writing... I like this :) Tell me what you guys think, please! It would mean the world to me!