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Disclaimer- I don't own anything from Austin and Ally, or any songs used.


Austin's View

"I can't remember what I did tonight, or even yesterday. Like dude where's my car? Excuse me whats my-" I sing until I'm interrupted.

"You've got to be kidding. Yeah, yeah, I'll reshot, starting next week, yeah, yep." Dez says into his phone, looking stressed.

"Sup?" I say walking up to him.

"One of the extras has decided she doesn't want anything to do with the video, we have to reshot the whole thing, and find a replacement by tomorrow." He runs his hands through his hair, a sign he is more stressed than normal.

"All nighter?" I ask taking a sip from my coffee.

"Yeah, seems so. But I have to find a replacement first." He sighs before getting out of his seat and quickly walking away.

I think of an idea and run after him, "what if I told you I know this girl, pretty girl, who would be more than willing to be in the video. Oo did I forget to mention that she could be here within half hour?"

He rolls his eyes, "would this girl happen to go by the name Ally?" I stay silent. "You've been talking about her non-stop for the past two weeks, it was obvious that you were doing it again."

"I haven't talked about her that much," I say as Dez grabs a clip board off of another person who walks by.

Ticking stuff off he shakes his head, "of course you haven't Austin."

I roll my eyes as we enter another room full with tv screens playing different clips of the music video we filmed two weeks ago.

"Anyway, with one quick phone call we can have a replacement." I say as he looks across all the screens, pointing at certain ones and talking to the guy next to him.

"Okay Austin. Ask the girl-"

"Ally."

"Ask Ally to come down here then. It's already seven, the video have to be ready by four in the afternoon tomorrow. That gives us twenty one hours to rehearse, film, and edit the video."

"I get it, no time. I'll call her now." I say walking out the room and dialling her number.

"Hey," she says sounding quite happy.

"Hey, how would you like to do me a favour?" I say almost being hit by a guy carrying a camera.

"Depends," I hear her jumping up onto a counter, "what is it?"

"How would you like to be in my music video?"

"Didn't you film that a few weeks ago?" The confusion clear in her voice.

"Yeah but," I shake my head, "long story. But feel like it?"

"Okay, sure, when?"

"Come to the studio now? It's ganna have to be an all nighter."

"Wow, okay. I'll lock up and be there soon."

"Okay, thanks, see you in a bit." I hang up on her.

"What did she say?" Dez says making me jump a little, he's carrying another clip board, ticking off things mindlessly, before pushing it into someone else's chest. He brings out his phone and starts texting people quicker than even I can.

"She's on her way."

"Good. You go get changed, text Ally, ask what her size is, tell the stylists and as soon as she gets here take her into them." He says still staring down at his phone. I nod, before realizing that he can't see me. "Austin, go." I nod again, then roll my eyes, yet again he can't see me nod, before walking off in the opposite direction.

Minutes Later

Dez's View

"I'm here for the video." A young girls voice says from the door way, talking to the security guard.

"Not on the list, not getting in."

"But Austin Moon rang me! I swear!" Lifting my attention from the lists in front of me, I look up to see two girls. Two. I only needed one. The more the better I guess. I put on a fake smile, a smile that doesn't show how stressed I am, and walk over to them.

"You must be Ally?" I reach my hand out to the taller of the two, recognising her from the countless photos Austin has shown me.

"Yeah, that's me," she says shaking my hand, "and this is my friend Trish who insisted on coming to meet you."

"Well then, lovely to meet you," I say to the shorter girl, a more genuine smile on my face this time. It's not often girls want to meet me and not Austin.

"You too," she says with a smile.

"Dez, there you are, Ally text, she said she's-" Austin says walking up behind me, "Ally!" He almost shouts before picking her up and spinning her around, both of the laughing, Trish and I look to each other rolling our eyes. Behind them I see camera flashes and the security pushing the people away. Great, just great. Photos of Austin and Ally will be online in less than an hour, just what I need today. I shake my head.

"I hate to be the one who stops this lovely little reunion that's happening, but we have twenty hours to do everything for this video, so if you wouldn't mind," I say running my hand through my hair.

Austin nods and grabs Ally's hand, I see another camera flash, great. "I'll take Ally to the dressing rooms, and Trish can stay with you?" He asks me a nod, and gesture for them to go.

"Running your hand through your hair, that's your sign of being stressed," I look down at Trish, confused to how she knows this. Like she is reading my mind she says, "I've seen behind the scenes videos, the last day of shooting you always do it, and put on that fake smile you did when you saw Ally and I."

I sigh, "okay, I'm stressed. Come on, I'll show you the first set." She nods and we walk off.

Austin's View

Still holding hands, Ally and I walk into the dressing rooms.

"Girls," I say to the stylists, "this is Ally, I told you her sizes?"

"Yep," Carly, the head stylist says looking at her clip board, why has everyone got clip boards apart from me? "okay we have to get you changed quick," she says looking Ally up and down, "Austin, leave," she says raising her eyebrows.

"Oh right, yeah. See you in a minute." I say before walking to the first set.

As I get there I see Trish and Dez laughing. Dez laughing, not running his hand through his hair being stressed. Just laughing, enjoying himself. It's a good thing that Ally brought Trish along, I hate Dez being stressed, he becomes boring.

Well, really, I'm just glad I met Ally. She is just relaxed, doesn't act weird around me, I can just be normal around her. I like that. There are only a few people I can do that with, I'm happy she's one of them. The past two weeks we have just talked non-stop. No awkward pauses in texts, the conversation doesn't get boring or stop. It's funny the whole time, and just makes me smile.

"Glad to see you two are getting along," I say pulling up a chair next to them.

"Yep," Dez says with a smile, then looks at me, and runs his hand through his hair again, it's like seeing me made him remember the deadline or something.

"Dez, you okay?" I ask him, as he does it again.

"Deadline, deadline, deadline," he keeps saying quietly getting up, grabbing a clip board, and walking off.

Trish and I both stare off after him.

"Sorry about that," I say to her, "it's like you calmed him down until I came."

"Yeah, well I'm good at distracting people," she says with a smile, I smile back at her.

Ally walks over to us wearing a black tank top, denim dark blue jeans and black wedges that look like trainers. Her hair is done with curls, and she has very light make up on, subtle, but still there.

"hey," she says with a smile, "What do you think?" She spins around.

I try to stop looking her up and down, it takes a lot to stop and just look in her eyes, but I do it.

"I think you look great," I say with a smile.

"I think it's defiantly and outfit that Cassidy would approve of," Trish says with a smile. I look to Ally, slightly shocked, it can't be the same one, right? I notice her eyes widen slightly, then she tries to cover it up and goes back to normal. Maybe I was imagining it.

"Yeah I think so to Trish," she says looking at me, as if she is trying to find out what I'm thinking.

"Okay!" Dez shouts in his high pitched, stressed, voice. "Rehursal! Everyone to places, Ally, copy what they do." Ally and I get up and walk over to the set, as Dez sits back down beside Trish. "Okay, and GO!"

Hours Later

"OKAY! It isn't perfect," Dez says standing up and pacing, "but it's eleven, that means we only have 17 hours to get everything done. Lets film!"

He sits back down, Trish smiles at him, as he smiles back, and for a split second it's as if you can physically see him relax, until he looks at the set again.

"Okay! 3, 2, 1, ACTION!"

Hours Later

"This is the last scene! It's three in the morning. Please can we try and get it right in the first few takes?" We all nod at Dez, "okay, ACTION!"

"Come on get loud loud let it out
Shout it out from the rooftops
Come on get loud 'til they shut us down
Come on get loud loud let it out
Show me everything that you've got
Come on get loud loud I need you now
Baby let me hear you loud"
I lip sync.

"Austin, you're slightly out of time. Reset. Starting positions. And, ACTION!"

2 Hours Later

"AND CUT!" Dez shouts. Thank God! "That's a wrap people! You're free to leave! Thanks for your help tonight." Everyone, bare Ally, Trish and I, leave, looking exhausted.

"You're seeming slightly less stressed now Dez," I say walking over to him and Trish, Ally and my side, and grabbing water.

"Still editing to do, all in," he looks at his watch and runs a hand through his hair, "eleven hours. Have to work." He darts off to the editing room.

"Uh, Trish, would you mind going with him? Might calm him down a bit?" I say, she smiles and nods before leaving.

"Well that was fun," Ally says picking up a drink.

"Well, normally it is a lot more fun, Dez is just a little stressed today. Trish seemed to help though, as soon as he would look at her it's as if he just relaxed."

"Yeah, she's good at distracting people," Ally says with a smile, sitting where Trish had been moments before.

"She said the exact same."

"It was still fun though," she continues, "even with Dez shouting cut every thirty seconds." She says laughing.

"He's just stressed," I say with a smile, "mainly because he only has ten and a half hours to complete the whole video. It goes out at four pm."

"Fair enough that he's stressed then, I would be too." I nod agreeing.

Dez's View

"Don't stress Dez," Trish says, sitting by me.

"I'm not stressing," I say running my hand through my hair again, dammit. I feel her staring. "Fine. I'm stressing. I just can't get it right and ugh!" I say lowering back into my chair.

"Just do it like before. Here," she leans over and starts editing the video together.

"wha-" I start leaning forward until she pushes me back again.

"Shh," I raise my eyebrows at her, even though she can't see me.

"Where'd you learn to do this?" I ask, getting comfy in my chair.

"I always loved this type of stuff. The only reason I like music is for the videos." I smile and nod, she's like me.

I start to help her. We have slight mini arguments over some of it.

6 Hours Later

"And…done!" Trish says as we finally get it right. "Oh, wait. Directed by Dez. Edited by Dez. Perfect, now we're done."

"Almost," I say with a smile making one more edit. Edited by Dez and Trish De la Rosa."

She smiles at me, "really?"

"Yeah, you did help." We smile at each other.

"So, you still stressed?" She asks.

"Not at all. Thanks for the help Trish."

"Hey, I should be thanking you. I just got to edit a video for Austin Moon with YOU." She paused, "what is your last name?" I smile, and at that very second Austin and Ally walk in.

"You guys done?" Austin asks.

"Yep," I say with a smile.

"Great, wanna get food?" Ally asks.

Trish and I nod and we leave to finally get food. "I'm starving," Trish and I say in unison, causing us both to laugh.


A/N- So I hope you enjoyed! I'm not completely happy with the length but it's better than the first chapter.

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