Alright, a new chapter of fluffy goodness. So I am just going to write a chapter I have no idea what's going to happen. I hope you enjoy :).
This Time, on That's What Best Friends Do Right?
Ally's P.O.V.
"Austin? Why does no guy ever ask me out?" I asked my tall blonde friend, "Am I not pretty enough? Do I dress too much like a little girl?"
He hesitated. He then turned to me with the most serious face he has ever pulled and I have seen his "Don't-You-Ever-Steal-My-Pancakes-Again" look.
"What made you think that, Ally?" He asked.
"It's just I'm a 17-year-old girl and everyone's got a girlfriend or boyfriend. I mean Trish has got Jace, Dez has Carrie and even Miles has Elle! I just want to know if there's something wrong with me that makes all the guys turn away!" I explained. He walked with a pensive look. He was deep in thought for a good 5 minutes before turning back to me.
"I think that the guys just don't see what a great girl you are." I gave him a look.
"I'm not great, Austin. I'm...acceptable looking."
"What are you talking about, Ally? Acceptable? Sun Hee is acceptable, no offense to her. You, on the other hand, are a goddess, I bet you as soon as the guys stop flirting around with the blonde bimbos (*) and the one-night-stands, they'll find the most beautiful, kind and smart girl ever." Austin made a big commotion about my humbleness, occasionally bumping into a person because his arm movements were so wild, "That's you, Ally".
I blushed a deep red.
"You think so?"
"I know so,"
Third Person's P.O.V.
What Ally didn't know was that no guy was actually asking her out because they were terrified of the large blonde boy that always was there to protect her. While she would pick up her books, Austin would give any boys who's eyes had strayed to his best friend's ass, a good look that basically said: "I-dare-you-to-look-one-more-time-because-that's-the-last-time-you'll-have-your-vision". This scared all the guys. Austin was like a giant compared to them and Ally was his stolen treasure. She wasn't even his and yet he pretended she was.
Austin's P.O.V. (Yay! My favorite P.O.V. to write in!)
How could Ally think that she was acceptable? Acceptable? She was like a goddess compared to any Victoria Secret Model. She was more beautiful than the Mona Lisa. Unfortunately, those stupid guys won't stop fooling around and look at the best and most beautiful girl of them all. I would ask Ally out but she's my best friend, my songwriter, and ex-girlfriend. No one knew the last one except Trish and Dez. Yeah, maybe I still have some feelings for her but she's obviously gotten over me. Stupid Moon! Stupid! You got out of the friend zone and what's the first thing you do? Mess up that relationship then stick yourself back in the damn friend zone that you have tried so hard to get out of! Stupid!
Ally's P.O.V.
After class, I headed straight to my locker and saw Trish standing there. Where was Austin? He always met me at my locker.
"Hey, Trish. have you seen Austin?" I asked her. Her eyebrows raised ever so slightly.
"Oooo, Austin?" She teased.
"Trish!" Trish still has the idea that Austin likes me which he doesn't.
"What?"
"I know what you're implying and you are simply delusional."
"Denial!" She sang and headed into the practice room. I turned back to the register and laughed. I was cleaning the glass cabinet which my Bruno Mars autographed guitar lay. I remember when Austin got that for me. He basically went through me believing he was a thief and outrunning a mob of angry people just to get that guitar.
"Boo!"
"AH!" I screamed and fell to the floor. I looked up at the perpetrator. "Austin!"
The blonde haired idiot was too busy laughing at me to acknowledge my fuming anger.
"AUSTIN MONICA MOON!" I bellowed. He shut up almost immediately.
"Sorry Ally. I didn't mean it, Ally. Please don't kill me, Ally!" He squealed. I couldn't believe my ears, sure I've heard Austin squeal but I've never seen cool, calm and collected Austin beg. I doubled over from laughing.
"ALLY!" Austin whined, however, I just continued laughing, "ALLY!"
"I'm sorry but the great, egotistical and slightly insane Austin Moon just begged for his life,"
"But still! Why are you laughing?" he whined like a child. I quickly stopped laughing and dropped my head. I remember last year, Dallas saying that when I laughed I looked like a dying pig. Since then, I've laughed whilst holding my hand up to cover up my hideous face.
"Hey, Ally why'd you stop laughing?" Austin asked with a sincere tone.
"It's nothing..."
"But I like your laugh! It's really cute! Why stop?" he continued. He looked at my eyes and did the "forbidden look" aka his infamous puppy eyes.
"Dallas said..." I mumbled. His soft puppy eyes hardened.
"Dallas said?" he asked concerned.
"That mylaughmademelooklikeapig" I spat out.
"Repeat that please?"
"He said...that I look like a dying pig when I laugh." His eyes turned to stone then burst with red hot lava. Austin was more than mad, he was pissed.
"He what? I'm gonna kill him!" I tried to stop the blond boy but he was out of my control.
"Where is he? I'm going to find him and kill him if it's the last thing I do!" Austin swore.
"Austin! Austin!" He refused to answer my calls, so I had to pull out the only thing that would stop him, "Austy!"
He stopped fuming for a second. Only one. But that one second was enough.
"Austy? Austy? Really Ally?" He joked.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, but next time tell me everything that idiot says. He doesn't see the most amazing, dorky, beautiful girl that I see." Austin teased.
"Hey! Don't say stuff like that" I complained. He was only teasing anyway. I mean that's what best friends do right?
And that's the end!
(*) = I don't believe this stereotype at all. Just needed something here.
Anyway sorry for the long wait! Just been very busy with school.
Bye