Part two/last chapter. This was insanely fun to write! Hope it's a good read too!
DC: I don't own anything.
Hey.
I smiled at the text on my phone, replying with a quick Hi there.
"Why are you all smiley?" Trish asked as she walked into our shared kitchen.
I shrugged, trying as desperately as I could to wipe the smile off my face. "I don't know. The weather is just really nice today?" Damn. My voice went up like three octaves; she'd know I was lying for sure.
She raised an eyebrow at me, pursing her lips. "The weather is really nice today? Really? Do you think I'm that stupid?" She deadpanned, putting her hand on her hip.
I just shrugged again, averting my eyes.
A look of realization crossed her face, causing her to smirk. "It's that guy from the bar, isn't it?!" When I blushed and stuffed a bite of my salad in my mouth, she knew the answer. "Have you asked him out yet? Or did he ask you?"
"No and no." I rolled my eyes. "I'm not rushing into things."
She groaned. "I just want to go on double dates already! Just ask him out!"
"No," I laughed at her desperation for me to get a date.
"Whatever. You're coming to the karaoke thing tonight, right?"
"I don't know...I kinda wanted to stay in tonight..."
She groaned again. "Ally! You need to get out of the house. You're going. It'll be fun. Get dressed. We leave in an hour."
Knowing there was no saying no, I sighed and finished my salad so I could get ready for tonight.
I laughed as Trish pulled me to the front of the small crowd to help cheer on Jace rapping one of Eminem's songs. We both cheered and clapped until he finished.
"I'm gonna go get something to drink. You want anything?" I asked my best friend, who was too busy chattering with her boyfriend. "Or not."
"You rocked it, babe!" I heard her shout to Jace as I got closer to the bar.
Someone else started singing a Katy Perry song, and I turned back to see who it was. It was a blonde girl who wore the entire rainbow. Weird.
As the blonde on stage belted out the intro to Firework (way off key, might I add.) I turned back in the direction of the bar, only to be tripped.
Why does this keep happening to me?!
"Shit! Why does this keep happening?I am so-" the guy who tripped me paused his rushed out sentence, and I sat up to see a familiar face. He laughed, embarrassed, and held out a hand to me. "-so sorry. I promise I don't do this often."
I laughed with him, taking his hand and standing up. "It sure seems like you do."
He laughed, ducking his head a little to hide his blush. "I'm sorry, again. I'll buy you another slightly-flirty apology drink, if that's okay?"
I grinned, nodding. "Sure."
We both walked to the bar and I ordered a drink.
"So, you karaoke?" I asked, glancing from Austin to the girl up on stage. She was almost finished with Firework.
He shrugged, hesitating to answer. "Well..not really. I mean I sing, but I've never really sang karaoke at a bar. We're only here cause Dez just broke up with his girlfriend and he needed a night out." He explained, and I nodded in understanding. He paused before continuing. "Why are you here? Do you karaoke?" He asked, teasing me.
I laughed, shaking my head. "Gosh, no. I can sing but I have slight stage fright, so I probably won't be singing tonight."
"Austin! You have to sing!" Came a frantic voice from behind the blonde before me. I glanced over his shoulder to see Dez. "Hey Ally!" He greeted me, grinning and waving.
"Hi Dez."
"Austin, you have to sing. You have to because you're good and Jimmy Starr is in the audience and this could be your big break and-"
"Slow down, Dez, take a breath." He chuckled, putting a hand on the redhead's shoulder. He seemed to realize what his friend had said, though, because his eyes grew a mile wide with shock. "You said Jimmy Starr is here? Like right now?"
"Yes! This could be your big break! I already signed you up, and you're up next, so get up there!" With that, Dez pushed an anxious Austin up on the stage where the girl who sang Firework had just left. "Hello, Miami Karaoke bar! This is my buddy Austin Moon," he gestured to an embarrassed Austin to his right before facing the crowd again. "And he'll be singing Riptide. This one is for you Jimmy!" He winked at someone in the audience, who just looked weirded out and very, very confused.
The music started and Austin looked to me, eyes pleading for me to do something, to help him, but I just smiled apologetically and shrugged.
His cue came, and Austin began singing.
"I was scared of dentists and the dark; I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations."
Oh my god. Oh my god.
I looked over at Trish with wide eyes and mouthed "It's him!" She looked at Austin, realizing he was the guy I had sang an impromptu duet with in the shower just a few days ago, and looked at me with equally wide eyes.
"Oh, all my friends are turning green, and you're the magician's assistant in their dreams."
That's undoubtedly the guy from the shower. I can't believe this. Who would've guessed?
"Ohh, ooh, and they come unstuck,
Lady, running down to the riptide,
taken away to the dark side,"
Trish walked over to me, shoving another microphone in my hand. "Go duet with him!"
And before I could protest, I was up on stage with him.
"I wanna be your left hand man."
"I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat cause you're gonna sing the words wrong." I sang, warily looking over at him.
He paused for a moment, hesitating almost one second too long before he turned to me, eyes wide and surprised, but he managed to sing the next line perfectly. "There's this movie that I think you'll like,"
"This guy decides to quit his job and heads to New York City," We both sang.
A spark of realization flashed in his eyes, and I knew that he knew I was the girl he had sang with. I nodded, continuing the song.
"This Cowboys running from himself, and she's been living on the highest shelf. Ohh, ooh,"
"And they come unstuck," He sang out, grinning at me. "Lady, running down to the riptide, taken away to the dark side, I wanna be your left hand man," He walked closer to me, eyes locked on mine.
"I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat cause you're gonna sing the words wrong." I sang, looking up at him.
"You're gonna sing the words wrong," he harmonized with me.
"I just wanna, I just wanna know if you're gonna, if you're gonna stay,"
"I just gotta, I just gotta know. I can't have it, I can't have it any other way,
"I swear she's destined for the screen,
Closest thing to Michelle Pfieffer that you've ever seen, oh," He gestured to me and winked, and I just knew my cheeks turned red.
"Oh, lady, running down to the riptide,
taken away to the dark side,
I wanna be your left hand man,"
"I love you when you're singing that song and I got a lump in my throat 'cause-"
"-you're gonna sing the words wrong," we finished together, smiling.
Trish and Dez cheered the loudest.
"It's you. You're the one I sang with." Austin said to me, putting his microphone in its stand. "You are her, right?"
"Yeah, it was me." I said, handing my microphone to the next singer. Austin and I walked off stage together.
"I haven't been able to get your voice out of my head since we sang." He admitted, ducking his head to hide his blush again.
"Me either. You have a really good voice-"
"Austin Moon?" A tall man wearing a suit had come up to us, looking directly at Austin. He seemed to ignore me. When Austin stiffly nodded, the man went on. "I'm Jimmy Starr. I'd like to sign you to my record label."
Both of our jaws dropped and Austin shook Jimmy's hand.
"What- uhm, I mean, th-thank you, sir. That would be amazing..sir."
Jimmy smiled. "Here's my card. Have your people call my people at eleven sharp, Monday morning." He turned to me after Austin grabbed the card to examine it. "And who are you?"
"Ally Dawson." I choked out, more nervous than I'd been in my entire life.
"Nice to meet you Ally. Would you be interested in a record deal?" He smiled smugly, as if he knew I couldn't say no.
"Are you crazy?! I would love to! It's my biggest dream! I mean I do have slight stag-"
Austin wrapped his arm around my head, covering my mouth with the inside of his elbow. "She would love to." He forced out a nervous chuckle.
I just nodded, looking at Jimmy with pleading eyes.
He handed me his card. "Call me at noon on Monday morning." He smirked and nodded before turning around and exiting the bar.
"We might have just landed a record deal with Jimmy Starr," I said, looking down at the card in my hands to make sure it was real and not some sick joke. I cannot believe that just happened.
"I know. We're gonna be famous, baby!" Austin shouted, raising his card in the air and then kissing it.
I laughed, turning to him. "Yeah, well, let's not get our hopes up too much. We haven't signed anything yet."
"Have a little faith." He grinned, shoving the card in his wallet. "So..would you like to go get a celebratory ice cream cone with me?"
"Are you sure it's just celebratory? Seems a little flirty to me." I teased, grinning up at him.
He laughed. "It's like...70% flirty this time. So...?" He held out his hand, and I took it.
"I'd love to."
So there's that! Successfully ended a two-shot for the first time in my life and didn't make it a multi-chapter. Austin and Ally fics are fun to write, they come pretty naturally to me for some odd reason, so expect a few more. I already have another in the works so. ^^" Plus AUs work so well with these guys that it's like I'm being begged to write them.
Hope everyone who reads this enjoys it! I know it was a little cliche, but it's still cute, so...