Austin's POV
I can't believe it. This is really Ally.
She started staring at me weirdly once I started poking her, trying to test if she was really herself.
"A-a-ustin," she said, once I finished poking her. "W-what are y-you doing h-here?", she managed to stutter out.
"Um I just-Ya know-touring-like..uh…I um…. movedheretolookforyou." I said, very quickly may I add. Idiot, Austin. Austin.
She gave me a puzzled look. "What?"
"I came. Here. To-"
"A little faster, please. I don't have all day."
"Ok. Well, I moved here to look for you," I finally said to her at normal speed. "I wanted to apologize for what I did and I-"
She gave me a face that said 'Are you kidding me?'
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!", she said. See, told ya. "YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST 'WALTZ' ON IN HERE AND APOLOGIZE FOR SOMETHING UNFORGIVABLE? HOW DUMB AND GULLIBE DO YOU THINK I AM, AUSTIN? HUH?"
By this point, everyone in the coffee shop was staring at us.
"No, no, no, Ally. That's not what I expected at all. I don't expect you to forgive me. I just-"
"YOU JUST WHAT, AUSTIN? YOU FINALLY DECIDED TO APOLOGIZE? IT'S BEEN SIX YEARS, AUSTIN! SIX STINKING YEARS!"
"Ally, please-"
"Austin, save it. I don't want to hear your crap anymore. I just can't handle this."
With that, the love of my life exited the coffee shop full of confused people.
This isn't it. I am not giving up on her.
Ally's POV
I can't believe him. He thinks he can give me roses and kisses and expect me to forgive him. Well, he thought wrong.
He did something to me that changed my life forever.
And I'm not even sure if that is a good or bad thing.
Because of him, I moved away from Miami. But if I had to move, I decided to move to the place where my dream school is. MUNY, Music University of New York.
I pursued my dream of becoming better at music and became a- well, you could say I became a 'DJ'.
Because of him, I moved.
I went to my dream school.
I pursued my dream.
And I became a well- known mixer for famous celebrities.
But I don't know if I wanted this to happen. I did all of these things, but I wasn't the happiest camper doing it.
I would rather have been happy being with Austin, practicing my music, and hanging with my friends.
But no. Because of him, I became this sad piece of crap that doesn't think more of life than helping famous people.
He may not know it, but he had a major impact on my life. He caused me to become someone I don't want to be.
Yet, here I am.
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I decided to take a walk to clear my mind a little bit. To stop feeling stupid and worthless.
As I was walking, I saw a cute couple walking together through the park. Oh, memories.
- FLASHBACK –
"LET'S GO ON THE SLIDE, AUSTIN!"
He chuckled at my excitement to play in the childish park, but agreed anyways.
"Ok, Ally-Gator."
"Stop. Calling. Me. That."
"Ok Als."
"Better." I said, "Now cmon you lazy butt. Let's go to the SLIDE!"
I was walking and admiring the swirly, long slide at this park.
"Ooooooooooo." I said as I watched a kid slide down it.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around me as I was fantasizing about sliding down that magical piece of playground.
He kissed my forehead right before I leaped onto the playground to go on the slide.
"You coming or what?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm coming." He said as I was at the top of the structure.
"Let's slide down together on 3." I said, "Ready?"
He simply nodded. "Ready.'
"1." I said, as he sat down.
"2." He said as I sat down in front of him.
"3!" we both yelled.
This slide was WAAYY scarier than I thought. It was dark, cold, and fun too. We both screamed as if we were on a rollercoaster, not a local park slide. Then all of a sudden, I see light. But then I also notice something. This slide is right by concrete.
Holy crap. This is the day I'm going to die.
I think Austin noticed too because we gave each other a scared look.
But Austin sorta steered us into the bark, not the concrete. We were both breathing heavily once we landed safely on the bark.
"That-" he breathed. "Was close."
"Yup." I said. "Well, we better get back."
He pouted. "I saved you from concrete, don't I deserve a kiss?"
I sighed as I kissed his cheek. His pout got deeper and deeper. "On the lips."
I playfully rolled my eyes, but reluctantly gave my sweet boyfriend a peck on the lips.
He smiled as if he just won a participation trophy. I felt like that too, but I didn't want him knowing that. That would just make his ego grow wider. *cough* If that's possible. *cough*
- END OF FLASHBACK –
I miss those days. When I was happy. And free from drama.
And, of course, in love.