A/N: Thank you guys so much for following/favoriting and reviewing, I'm glad you like this story! So here's a new chapter for y'all, and just so you know I made some changes, Austin doesn't live five houses down from Ally, they're neighbors. Just wanted to clear it out because I made a mistake when I was typing the chapter. Oh and also I'm trying something new with the writing structure, tell me which one you guys prefer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally
"Rydel, I missed you" I say crouching down and hugging her back. After a few seconds, she pulls away, grabs my hand and leads me inside, Austin close behind, slightly chuckling to himself.
"What's so funny Moon?" I ask quietly looking back
"Nothing, he responds with a small smile.
I'm aware we are going to the kitchen because I had spent a lot of time here as a kid. In the kitchen, is a woman in her late 40's, Mimi Moon.
"Hi mommy, look who Austin brought home!" she says pulling me towards her mother.
She looks up from cutting some vegetables. A surprised look on her face came along when she saw me, but it soon replaced with a smile.
"Ally, what a lovely surprise!" she says walking towards me, giving me a hug.
I let go of Rydel's hand, and hug her back. I missed her; she was always like a second mom to me because my real one was always travelling around the world doing research.
"Oh my, look how you've grown." She says looking me up and down "And might I say, you look even more beautiful then when I last saw you. When was it, 2 years ago? Why haven't you come over sweetie?"
I exchange a silent look with Austin and we both agree to not tell her about the fight we both had the summer before 9th grade.
"Thank you Mrs. Moon. I don't know I guess I've just been busy" I say with a very fake smile. I never liked lying to people.
"Well, what brings you here Ally?" she asks sweetly
I'm about to answer but Austin cut in "Actually mom, we have a project to do so bye" he says grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the kitchen, but not before Mimi invited me for dinner, which I gladly agree to.
Austin is going so fast I almost fall on the way up the stairs. As soon as we get to his room, he practically shoves me inside and closes the door.
"Sorry 'bout my mom" he says scratching the back of this head
"No worries, I love your mom" I say not even really paying attention to him, but to his room.
It hadn't changed much. The acoustic and electric guitar are still on the only clean corner of the room, whereas everything else is completely out of place. His clothes are all over the floor and I swear I see something move.
Most important of was a framed picture of him and his grandfather, who had passed away when Austin was 10, on his bedside. They were pretty close; he was depressed for a very long while before I could get him out of his funk.
"Your room hasn't changed… Like really, it hasn't, why the hell are you such a pig?" I say picking something up from under my feet and throwing it in the laundry basket.
"Don't judge me Dawson, I'm a teenage boy" he says but still picking up some clothes and shoving them into his bathroom or closet.
"So what should the song be about" I says turning around to face him
"I don't know… but it should be a duet on the piano. It'd be really good" he says jumping up and down like a little kid
"I guess I can work something out" I say running over the possibilities in my head
"We gotta write it TOGETHER smarty pants, do you not remember that?" he spat as if it was the most obvious thing ever
"Yeah, do you not remember you can't write a song to save your life? I spat back in the same tone
He looks shocked for a moment "Hey, I'm getting better at that!" he says slightly poking my shoulder.
I just hold my hands up in surrender "Whatever makes you feel better Austin" I say tapping his nose cause I remember it annoys the hell out of him
"Don't do that, I hate it when people tap my nose" he whines angrily
I just laughed at him "So should we write it here or in the attic?" I ask remembering that his had an entrance to the attic where we used to hang out and play the pianos and other instruments.
He seems to think about it for a second, but he quickly makes a decision for us to use the attic. I walk up to the stairs and go up the attic, opening the door. It's still the same, a big piano on the far left corner, a recording studio, a couch and some pillows and blankets on the floor
Something special on top of the piano catches my eye and I realize it's a framed picture, but before I even try to reach for it, Austin comes up behind me and snatches it away.
"What is that" I ask suspiciously
"Nothing" he says as if I was seeing things
"No, it was something, or else you wouldn't have snatched it away. Let me see it" I say making a poor attempt of getting it. It seems as though things like this always happen to me.
"Ok" he gives in "What's the magic word?" he plays
"Pretty please Austin" I say with my best puppy dog look
"Nope" he says throwing it across the room, the picture landing on a pillow at the end of the room
Before I can even get a chance to go for it, he grabs my arm softly
"It doesn't matter. Let's get this project done already" he says sitting in the piano beach and motions for me to sit next to him.
I reluctantly sit beside him and start playing a melody that's been playing in my head all day. Soon enough I'm so lost in my music, that I don't even notice Austin silently singing to himself, so I stop.
"Got any ideas" I ask
"They're not good…" he says looking down , and I almost fell sorry for him.
"Here, I'll play it again and you just sing whatever comes to mind okay?" I say
He nods in approval and I start playing the melody and enough he starts singing:
Love that once hung on the wall
Used to mean something, but now it means nothing
The echoes are gone in the hall
But I still remember, the pain of December
Oh, there isn't one thing left you could say
I'm sorry it's too late
"That's all I have" he says
"It's really good Austin, just let me write it down" I say grabbing my book and writing the lyrics and melody down.
Wow who knew he could write such a good first verse
"I got an idea for the chorus, sing that first part again" I say
He sings it again and when he finishes, I jump in, not really knowing what came over me:
I'm breaking free from these memories
Gotta let it go, just let it go
I've said goodbye
Set it all on fire
Gotta let it go, just let it go
Austin's POV
What. The. Hell. Was. That? Ally can sing! I always knew she could, but man, she has really perfected it, her voice is so much more beautiful now. I guess that's what two years will do to you. I realize I spaced out because Ally was snapping her fingers in my face.
"Earth to Austin" I hear her say as I am coming back to reality
"What?" I ask
"You were looking at me weird, you kinda spaced out. You didn't like my chorus did you?" she says looking down at her lap
I could leave her there and feeling bad about herself, but I just know I had to comfort her, or at least try to.
"NO Ally! I loved it, really. It was very good, I just didn't expect you to have that great of a voice" I say taking her face in my hands and looking into her eyes.
I never noticed it, but they're actually a very light shade of brown. I find myself drawn to them and before I know it, I'm leaning in, and so is she.
"Austin and Ally! Dinner's ready in five!" I hear my mom scream from downstairs.
I suddenly open my eyes, wait were they closed?! I realize what I'm doing when I'm inches away from my enemy's lips, so I pull back, somewhat reluctantly wondering what they must taste like.
She realizes what was going to happen to because a look of confusion comes across her face as she looks away.
"Uhmm I gotta go, I mean, we gotta go" I say moving away from her and tripping over a few things before getting to the stairs.
When I'm finally out of my room, I put my hand on my forehead to see if I have a fever.
Did I really just try to kiss Ally Dawson?!
A/N: Hope you guys like this chapter. Comment your thoughts, share this story, favorite it, follow it, share it. Or not, that's your choice, but I'd make me happy if you did… Anyways bye xoxo Katie.