Chapter 2
A/N: Heyy!:) I'm sorry it's taken me a few days to upload… I've been busy with school and junk :bb lol. Anyways, I know that first chapter was kind of intense-ish. So I kinda wanted to show you a softer side in this chapter… I hope I don't ruin the story for you though :bb Also I know there were a few mistakes(even though I checked so many times! :/) so I'm really sorry about that! I'd like to thank the people that have already reviewed this story though! I got so excited when I saw I had gotten five already! Haha, sorry but it makes me feel so happy!:D
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He had been watching her work for the past hour. His back leaned against the wall by the front door. His eyes following her as she rushed around the store helping costumers. Austin was just waiting for that one moment that she'd take notice that he was actually there. Knowing Austin though, he began to get impatient. He knew he couldn't just confront her about it in front of all her costumers, though. That'd just get her angrier with him.
He had been waiting sooo long though, and it was incredibly infuriating when he realized how she was purposely ignoring him. Like how she would purposely put her back to him, or when she'd have to face his direction to help a costumer, she'd purposely avoid looking at Him.
Truthfully, Ally did know he was there. She knew why he was starring at her, waiting to catch her eye to motion to the Practice Room. Knew he wanted to talk about what happened last night. But she simply was just not ready to talk about it yet. Her break down last night was exhausting, and she didn't want to go through it again. She already had to much to handle right now…
When the store was clear for the moment, Ally walked back to the counter,(back turned to Austin of course) and began to write in her Book.
'I'm aware of the fact Austin has been watching me this past hour. I know he wants to talk, but I'm just not ready to tell him. I don't think he could handle it, and I don't think I could handle his reaction. I just don't think he'll understand. I mean, what if he gets disappointed, or hates me? No. I just can't tell him about-'
The pencil in Ally's hand stopped writing at the feel of someone breathing down her neck softly. She quickly snapped her book shut, spinning around sharply to see who was reading over her shoulder. Austin stood not five inches from her, his warm breath fanning over her face. His dark brown orbs starring into her light ones. She's really never been that close with Austin before; at least, not in this way. Sure there were times they would sit unnecessarily close on the piano bench, but this was a completely different situation. She instantly knew when his eyes turned a shade darker, and his hands went to rest on the counter behind her on either side of her body. How his body was then practically flush against hers. The tingles she felt go up and down her spine as her heart rate increased.
Austin wasn't sure what was happening either, though. At first, all he was trying to do was see what she was writing in her book, and if it might clue him in on what she was keeping hidden. Then she turned around, and they were just so close, he couldn't help but notice it. Like how he couldn't help notice how pretty her wide eyes were, or how her lips were so full and pink. He really took notice to her lips. They were just so pretty he swears they were calling to him. He rested his hands on the counter behind her, the length of his tall body practically against her small one. Noticing the blush creeping up her neck, he smirked and began to lean in.
Suddenly someone was clearing their throat behind them, and they looked to see a lady. Violin in hand and impatient scowl on her face. Ally let out the breath she forgot she was holding, and walked around Austin-who wasn't doing quite a good job of hiding his glare-and greeted her, apologizing for making her wait.
As Ally began talking with the woman about the instrument, Austin went to sit in the chairs by the door to wait for Ally's shift to end. He still wanted to talk to her, and if he was lucky, it wouldn't be that awkward. Maybe, if he was lucky, she might even open up a little more now.
A/N: Yeahh…so I'm sorry for so many italics going on there, and I know this isn't really a good chapter. I hoped you enjoyed it non-the-less. Also I know you guys want to know what's wrong with Ally, but I don't want to rush this. I've basically got this whole thing figured out; like when you'll find out what's the big secret with Ally.
Anyways, I've probably bored you to death with this long note. Sorry!
I'll try to update as soon as I can though!
So until next time! Bye!3
