A/N: Shoutout to Sarah! We love our OTPs. ;)
Disclaimer: Is this really necessary? There's a reason I'm writing fanfiction, after all. :P
"I thought this trip was supposed to help me relax!"
Austin let out an overdrawn sigh and tiredly ran his fingers through his hair, struggling to contain the frustration threatening to boil over.
"Yeah, but I can't let you—"
"Can't let me what, Austin? It's not like, you know, I'm going to fall or anything."
At the mention of Ally's chronic clumsiness, they became uncomfortably quiet until Austin finally broke the tension.
"Okay, fine, but promise me you'll—"
"Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best guy friend ever."
"Wait, let me finish laying down the ground rules! Be careful, balance yourself, and above all—"
But she was already clambering onto the seat of the canoe.
"Don't take off the lifejacket!"
He fidgeted nervously as she began to bounce on her toes in excitement. She was eager to see the mountaintop, and this was her opportunity to prove that she wasn't just an uptight music freak. She had fun in her. Yes, ladies and gentleman, this was Ally Dawson in all her glory, craning her neck to get a better glimpse of the ice-laced peaks—
Splash. And as chance had it, she just had to slip.
And he just had to dive in after her, even though she was obviously wearing a lifejacket.
"Austin, stay with the boat! I'm fine!"
He was already shoulder-deep in murky lake water, spluttering and gasping for breath in his romantic quest to save his damsel – but he would never admit that – bashfully grinning when he realized that his heroic actions had gone unnoticed.
The duo gaped in horror at the figure of their boat drifting beyond reach.
"Nice job, Austin. Now what do we do?"
"Um…get to shore?"
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