Songfics. I haven't updated this in a while. I'm SO SORRY! BUT I HAD TO LISTEN TO THE SONGS YOU ASKED.

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"Do It Again" by R5. Raura. {Ross Lynch & Laura Marano}

Ross, Riker, Rocky, Rydel, and Ellington were all going to a party. As a popular band now, they had to deal with a lot. So, to get rid of stress, parties were a great place to let loose. And plus, tours always led to parties. Basically.

"Are you ready to go yet?" Ross asked to his sister, Rydel. He was bored out of his mind waiting for her. Girls. With their make-up and fancy clothes and jewelry.

"Yeah Delly! Ready?" asked Rydel's boyfriend Ellington.

"Shut your faces! I'll come out when I'm ready," said Rydel. The boys could hear the smirk on her face.

"Ugh..." All boys groaned simultaneously. It was almost comical. Almost.


They finally got the party. It was lit. Everybody was dancing, and there were drinks. The group dispersed and went their separate ways. Ross couldn't bring himself to care where the others went. Rydel and Ellington went dancing. Rocky went to the drinks. Ryland gathered with some girls. And Riker found his girlfriend, Savannah.

Ross just stood there, observing the scene. It would make a great song to describe this party. It truly would. The lights? The dancing? The people? He didn't even care who hosted the party. It didn't matter, though. It never did.

Then he saw her. So unlike her. Yet, somehow, exactly how he'd thought she'd act at an event like this. But, why was she here? She was never present at a party. It wasn't like she was a killjoy or anything. It was simply that she didn't strike him as one to go to parties. That didn't involve cakes or performances or people constantly smiling while cameras tried to film or take photos of everybody just loving each other.

His costar was like Ally Dawson. Without stage fright now, Ally Dawson could be Laura Marano. Laura was smart, she was dorky, and she was funny. She had an attitude that lit the world up. Her positivity was endless and inspiring. She was amazing.

Laura was surrounded by her friends. She was cracking jokes that only she found funny. Because honestly, no Laura jokes were funny. What was funny was seeing how she thought the jokes were funny. Her friends just smiled. They loved her optimism and happiness. For a girl who worked as hard as Laura, it was amazing how full of energy she was. She was like the sun. But not really. Because even the sun didn't always shine. And Laura was always a ray of sunshine.

Finally, her friends left to go dance. They asked if she'd like to join them. She refused. She didn't want to go out, just yet. She preferred to stand and watch. And Ross was glad she did.

He'd spent fifteen good minutes just looking at her. And he couldn't look away. Some may call it staring. Others may say he was stalking. Still others may say he was being creepy. He called it looking at somebody he cared about, and considered going out with.

He decided to walk to her. He thought the walk would be a breeze. And physically, it was. But the way she was just standing there, looking at him, expecting him to come, he just felt like he was taking an eternity. The last few steps really got him. It was like the floor was endless. The distance stretched on. It was ridiculous.

At last, he reached her.

"Hey, Laur."

"Hey, Ross."

"Didn't expect to see you here."

"Same here. Aren't you on tour?"

"Yeah."

"How's tour?"

"The energy's great. It's fun. Performing is amazing. It's like, recording for Austin and Ally, only live. People are watching you. And you know they're there for you. And that makes you want to do well, so that they're satisfied. So that they know how much you care. I like having people feel that way. It makes me feel like our band...it actually succeeded, and people actually want to hear our music. It's incredible."

Laura grinned. She loved when the fans were there for her. She and Ross, they'd performed live before. But every time, it was different. Every show was full of energy, full of life, full of excitement. Because people were there. For them.

"I totally get you. The fans are always so sweet. They care. And they spend time to actually do things for you. Like create fan accounts, write fanfictions, and even ship things."

"You mean like Raura?" asked Ross, slightly smirking at her.

"Well, yeah. For you, Raia, too."

"Look, I was thinking. About you. And how amazing you are. And how happy you are. And even when I'm in a bad mood, you always make me smile. I think, we should give us a chance."

"You're realizing this...now?" asked Laura, perplexed by his timing.

"Yes."

"Wow."

"Take this chance. Please? I've got it all planned."

"Before I said yes?"

"I do things early. Graduate...get to work...plan dates..."

"Mm. Okay."

"Okay to you understand I do things early, or okay to the date?"

"Both."

"I'll pick you up at eight tomorrow."


The next day, he got ready. It had to go well. Laura and him? They were meant to go well. They, they weren't Austin and Ally. Not really. Because she was an actress who was going to go to college, and he was a touring band member. They were different. They starred in a show together. They weren't a promised couple like a TV show would always make sure happened. But they could do it.

He picked her up at eight. They drove around in his car, her hair flying in the wind as she sat shotgun. She stared at the lights, admiration in her eyes. She'd never seen anything so beautiful. And he didn't think he had either. Because, come on, her chestnut brown locks with amber highlights blowing back was gorgeous, and the lights shining down on her. She was meant for riding in his car, this night, and hopefully the next, and she was meant for him.

He took her downtown, and watched as she looked at the stores and signs. The fountain, with its lights that shone in reds, greens, blues, yellows, pinks, purples, oranges, and dark indigoes flashing. Everything looked so tempting. Yet, it wasn't what they were selling that was tempting. It was the glamour of it all. The life of it. It was the energy rush that you felt at freaking nine thirty two pm when you were downtown on a date.

When she was ready to go to the next surprise he had for her, they drove off to the beach. The beautiful white sand shone in the moonlight. The waves washed up. They took of their shoes, and the blowing winds made it cool, but not too cold. It was kind of perfect. Nobody else was there. It was just them. He grabbed her hand, and she intertwined their fingers.

"Life is so precious," she murmured, "and beautiful. Seriously, Ross. I never could've imagined how beautiful this is."

"Search up 'beach at night' on Wikipedia. You'd be surprised."

"Ross. I'm serious."

"I know. When we're eighty, we're going to look back and think, 'What beautiful things have we ever done? What things are we proud of? What did we enjoy? When was the last time we had the time of our lives?' And maybe, just maybe, we might think, 'Oh yeah. We visited the beach on a date and we totally loved it. It was magnificent.'"

Laura chuckled, and lay her head on his shoulder.

They walked back to his car. They lay down on the hood of it, with their fingers still interlocked. It was beautiful, staring up at the stars. Laura started counting them, and pointing out pictures.

"It's no fun when people tell you what the stars are supposed to group together to make. It's more fun to do it yourself. Look, see, those look like a harp."

Ross just smiled. An airplane flashed by. Laura liked to wonder. He knew she was wishing she was on that airplane right then, and wanted to know where they were going, where they were coming from, and why they were going. Were they hopeful teenagers with a dream? Were they washed up business people who needed money and a getaway? She loved to imagine.

Ross felt like her man. The way she cuddled into his side, and stared into his eyes. It was romantic.

"I didn't think I'd like this date so much."

"I did."

She giggled, and leaned up a little. She pressed her lips on his. It was perfect. Everything a none Auslly kiss should be. Yet everything that an Auslly kiss that was romantic had.

"Tomorrow we should do it again," Ross said.

"Agreed."

Only took the first verse and chorus because I'm short on time (it's one am). Please review songs, and I'll post like five months after XD! Sorry about that...

Also guys PLEASE LISTEN TO OLIVIA HOLT'S EP, or at least Thin Air and History.

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