"Something glorious is about to happen!" -Bloc Party, Positive Tension

He sighs and looks up to the sky, as if searching for an answer in the clouds. In a way, he is. He's scared and not completely sure about anything except the fact that he can't make up his mind and still can't see what's so fucking great about some puffy white things hanging in the sky.

One thing is for sure though; these clouds remind him of something, someone very important to him. The certain someone (coughSONGWRITERcough) has been on his mind constantly and he can't quite figure out why his heart is beating so fast or why his palms get sweaty and the blood rushes through his veins to his face when he thinks of her.

He furrows his eyebrows, trying to reach the answer he's looking for, but ultimately gives up. Even if he did return her feelings, he's pretty sure he's fucked up any chance he's got.

It's been two weeks, anyway.

Gasp. Bump. Growl.

Ally looks up from her position on the floor, sending her sister, Rydel, and Trish an incredibly menacing growl through her soaking wet curtain of hair. In return, all three smirk in victory as they succeeded in their mission.

"What. The. Fuck." Ally grinds out, standing up to give all three the stink eye. The trio all cock their eyebrows and fold their arms across their chests simultaneously.

"Ally," Trish begins, "you've been moping around for two fucking weeks."

"Yeah, you've been like a vampire! Sleeping all day, staying in the dark, hissing at everyone who tries to drag you out to do anything. We're concerned." Rydel continued.

"What the hell is this, an intervention?!" Ally snarled, keeping her glare level on the three. "In fact, it is," Vanessa said calmly, "You need to chill the fuck out and quit sulking. It won't do you any good. i mean, look at you, have you showered recently? You look and smell like a hobo."

Ally rolled her eyes at her sister's words and experimentally sniffed herself. Scrunching her nose in disgust, she nodded in agreement. "Okay, I'll give you that. I do need to get clean…"

"Oh you need to do more than that. Come on, Als, you have barely been out of the house in two weeks. You should be helping planning the wedding! You are my maid of honor. Honestly, it might get your mind off the idiot." Vanessa replied.

Rydel nodded her head. "Yeah, and besides, I know for a fact Austin isn't looking much better. But at least he's taking getting out of the house!"

At the mention of the blonde haired singer's name, Ally's face dropped. The three friends shared a look and sighed. "Look Ally," the Latina said, "Let's all do something fun today…we're supposed to go dress shopping today anyway, so we can get some girl time!"

All the girls seemed to perk up at the word shopping. Even Ally seemed to be looking slightly forward to going out with her best friends. She smiled at the girls and they all squealed in delight.

"But before we go, you definitely have to shower-can't have you sitting in the dumpster with the alley cats, Ally-cat!" Rydel screeched, cackling as she pushed a twitching Ally towards the bathroom.

Austin stuffed his hands in his pockets and slumped over in teenage angst as he walked back to his house from the park. Nothing seemed to be helping his predicament. He just can't figure out. He's been doing everything he could think of and ironically, it was all her favorite stuff to do.

His past two weeks have been filled with piano playing, music listening, gaveling, cloud watching, and even reading a book or two. No wait, just one. He couldn't bring himself to willingly read two books within such a short amount of time, no matter what justification it may have had.

Sighing, he made his way up the steps to his house. Before he could open the door, it flew open and he was grabbed by the shirt, pulled inside, and thrown on the couch. The door slammed shut with a deafening sound, scaring the bejesus out of him before realizing who attacked him.

The blonde glared in annoyance at his three brothers and two friends. All stood over him, attempting to be menacing. "What do you guys want?" Austin said, rolling his eyes.

"Dude, we're all here because we all decided you need to get your shit together." Dez said, with the four other boys around him nodding in agreement. Austin raised his eyebrow questioningly.

"Bro, you've been miserable for two weeks. You've been barely sleeping and you barely eat the pancakes mom makes you. You need to stop acting like a fucking sissy and drag your ass back to Ally." Rocky said.

Austin's eyes narrowed at his older brother and he stood up to confront him. "I don't see how that's any of your business, asshole." Before Austin could go any further, Riker stepped in to break up the potential fight.

"Calm down there, Romeo. We're all just worried about you. You've been acting weird ever since the incident and we thought you could use some help." The oldest brother replied.

"Yeah," Ryland added, "Especially since you've been reading all that Shakespeare trying to figure out a way to tell Ally you love her. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day…" Beside him, Ratliff and Rocky bust out laughing. Austin's glare intensified tenfold.

"Whatever, you asshat. Besides, I'm not trying to confess my undying affection for her. I don't even know how I feel…" Austin trailed off, moving his gaze to his hands.

This earned a chuckle from all the boys. "Dude, you're full of shit," Ratliff spoke. Riker elbowed him in the side to effectively quiet him. "Ratliff, though completely idiotic, is essentially correct," the eldest blonde started. "Yeah, man, you're totally in love with Ally, anyone can see that," Dez finished.

"And don't forget to mention how fucking whipped he is! You're like Ally's bitch." Rocky cackled, earning a high-five from Ryland and snarl from Austin.

Love…the word entered Austin's mind briefly and he faintly smiled at the thought of it. Looking up, he saw the five smirking at him and nodding suggestively. The blonde rolled his eyes and gave a huffy, "whatever" in return.

Deciding to give up the matter for now, Riker began to usher the other boys out the door to the car. Austin cocked an eyebrow at his brother. Clapping him on the back, Riker said, "Come on, man, we're going tux rental shopping. Vanessa's orders. It'll help get your mind off stuff." With that, they all piled into the car, ending with a punch in the face to Rocky and Ryland, courtesy of 'lover boy.'

Ally looked around the wedding store from her seat, feigning interest for the sake of her sister. Finding another bridesmaid dress, the other three girls squealed in excitement.

The brunette was trying, she really was. There was just no way she couldn't think about the incident and her seemingly former partner/best friend. She couldn't help but wonder when she might see him again. Or if he even wants to see her again. Psh, he probably just thinks of me of his creepy lovestruck ex-partner now...

The ding of the door to the store opening pulled Ally out of her thoughts. As her gaze traveled to the newcomers, her eyes widened in panic. "Oh. fuck." and oh whoops, did she think that out loud?

For, standing there in all his stupid wonderful glory, was her best friend, staring at her with equally wide eyes.

Alright…so maybe it's a three-shot…teehee….thanks for reading my lovelies!

-Millie