a/n Teehee. Here I go with the third chapter. Oh, goodness, I haven't updated in so long! I might not be able to update on the weekend this week because I have a huge project due on the 17th that I haven't even started yet. :| I feel so horrible, I just finished 'Auslly', my first A&A fic, and I'm sad, yet incredibly proud of myself. ^_^ btw, when Dez yelled out "Apparently, riding on the back of the dog like it's a small horse is frowned upon in this establishment!" it was a quote I saw in a commercial. I thought it was pretty funny. :) oh, and in the second chapter, I realized that in one of my replies to the reviews, I had one of the usernames mistaken for another. I had meant to write to "." but instead I accidentally put 'BeheardBestrongBemarlie' . i must've been reading the reviews of my other story and this one at the same time. O.o
Lightning-Lyric – Clearly, you know me from facebook. Who are you? O.o
Anyways, enjoy the story!
Austin was running around his room frantically, looking for the perfect thing to where, the perfect way to smell, the perfect everything.
First, he'd find out what he was going to where.
A tux? Trying too hard. Pajamas? Not trying hard enough. Everything was wrong. Then he settled on just a plain white tee shirt and plaid blue and green pajama bottoms. Poor guy, he was worrying too much.
Next, he'd find out what he wanted to smell like.
After-shave? No, he didn't shave yet, besides, he didn't have any. Cologne? No, Ally doesn't like it, she says it causes cancer. He decided to just stay in his nice clean pajamas and just smell like clean linen.
Now, he would clean up a little bit.
He ran around his house picking up a lot of random stuff. He found a few lost socks, a picture of him and his mom, a half-eaten sandwich, Dez's cell phone, CD cases, sneakers, stale cookies, and his lost Ipod. He also threw away a bunch of crumpled papers from his little 'trying to write a song to impress Ally' session. He failed, of course. The lyrics were stupid, and the music sounded horrible.
He spread a small, light green blanket over the back side of his plushy blue couch. Austin didn't have any shoes on, since Ally would be meeting him here soon. It was, in fact, 7 o'clock and the sun had set about an hour ago.
Meanwhile:
Ally was using her time wisely.
First, she decided what to wear:
Since it was a movie night, she decided to go with pajamas. They were in Miami, and it was the middle of summer, so she went with blue pajama shorts with green polka dots, and a matching tank top. She had on fuzzy blue bunny slippers that she carried with her.
Next, she decided what kind of makeup she should wear:
Lipstick? No, she was better than that. Eye shadow? No, he wouldn't be able to see it anyway. Nail polish? Sure, why not?
She painted all twenty of her nails blue and green, so they matched her pajamas. She walked around the block to Austin's house after the sun had set. Sure, she had looked like she was screaming "Come attack me! I'm gullible and weak!" but they lived in a pretty friendly neighborhood.
She got to Austin's rather small house, rang the doorbell, and out came Austin, looking cool and collected as always.
"Hey, Austin!" She waved as he blonde opened the door.
"Hey, Ally." He smiled at the petite girl in front of him. Oh, look. Their pajamas match. Well, in the way that colors only matter, because in any normal girl's mind right now, she'd be thinking "Oh, polka dots SO doesn't go with plaid!" but that was not what Ally was thinking. Ally was thinking "Oh, cute!" but no, she did not say it out loud.
"Come in, make yourself comfy." He said, walking out of the way to let Ally inside. She had only been in here one other time, and that was when she was so pissed at Austin for stealing her song 'Double Take' and becoming an internet sensation, so she hadn't realized how beautiful the house was. To the right was the kitchen, to the left was a wooden staircase, and straight ahead was the living room.
The walls were covered with pictures of himself, Dez, fans, his parents, some family friends, and even a few pictures of Ally and Trish. The picture frames holding these pictures were all sorts of shapes and sizes, rectangles, circles, squares, triangles, big, small, medium, tiny, you name it.
Lining the walls were all kinds of instruments. These instruments included, by not limited to: drums, electric and acoustic guitars, triangles, amps, tambourines, trumpets, violins, and in the corner was a magnificent red grand piano. When Ally spotted that, she ran up to it.
"Oh my goodness, it's beautiful!" Ally awed over the glossy piano. It looked brand new, like nobody had touched it.
"I knew you'd like it." Austin smiled.
After she finished drooling over the shiny red piano, she found a 42 inch flat screen TV, planted up on the wall. Underneath laid a DVD player and cable box.
"So… what kind of movie are we gonna watch?" Ally asked.
"A horror movie?" Austin offered; he knew Ally would say no, but it was worth a try.
"No."
"How about-" The brunette got cut off by the blonde.
"I'm not watching a chick flick." He said simply. Austin did not like romance, and that was that.
After a lot of conversing, consulting, and compromising the boy had finally persuaded the girl into watching a horror movie, but only if he agreed to watch a romance comedy. He figured he might be asleep by then, so why not, right?
They watched the horror movie first, lying on the couch that sat a few feet away. Ally was cradled in Austin's arms and they were side by side. This, of course, was only a friendly gesture. Ally had fallen asleep in his arms as the movie played.
After this, they swapped movies and their reactions as well. They were still in their positions on the couch, but this time Austin had fallen asleep, but Ally had tissues all over the place and was crying because of the romance.
After the movie was over, Austin had woken up, and Ally moved over and sat on the plush carpet.
"I'm bored. Entertain me." Ally smiled as she crossed her legs (criss cross apple sauce).
A million dirty thoughts ran through Austin's mind thinking of ways he could "entertain" the brunette in front of him. A smirk spread across his face at the many thoughts, but faded; he knew he could not do any of these things to her, because that would mean they were a couple, or else it would just complicate things.
He sat next to the girl on the floor and crossed his legs as well. He was trying to think of a way to entertain her without coming up with something utterly inappropriate. He looked at her, then at the couch, then at her, then at his feet, then at her, then at the ceiling, then at her. This went on for a few minutes, until Dez called Austin.
They gotta know, know, know your name, name, name,
Austin started digging around in his pockets trying to find his phone.
they want the girl, girl, girl with the game, game, game
He searched the crooks of the couch, making sure he hadn't dropped it through the cushions.
and when they look, look, look your way, way, way, you gotta make, make, make-
Finally Austin found his phone on the coffee table.
"Hey, Dez! What's up?" Austin greeted.
Ally heard silence as Dez spoke.
"What?" Austin shouted.
A little more silence was heard.
"Oh, okay. I'll tell Ally" Austin said, before proceeding to hang up the cell phone.
"Ally, Dez and Trish are in the mall jail and we need to pick them up, or else they can't leave until somebody does." Austin said.
"Oh. Well, you think it would be okay to go out dressed like this?" Ally asked, gesturing to the fact she was wearing pajamas, let alone that they were rather small.
Suddenly, a wide smirk spread across Austin's face. He dragged Ally up the steps into his bedroom, and dug out some old clothes from his dresser. He threw them at Ally, and proceeded to grab some clothes for himself.
"You can go dress in the bathroom." Austin smiled, sending Ally off into the hallway and shutting the door. They both dressed, and Ally waited outside Austin's bedroom until he opened the door to greet her. He looked like he usually did, now. His bleach blonde hair casually messy, a long sleeved shirt with black and red stripes, ripped jeans, and sneakers.
Ally, on the other hand, was wearing clothes that did not fit her right, and looked rather ridiculous on her, but to Austin, she looked adorable. She was wearing some of Austin's ripped jeans, but they were older and smaller, so they fit her better, a plain purple short sleeved shirt, one of Austin's black leather jackets (to keep her warmer, it was, in fact, about midnight, and it does get a little chilly at these ungodly hours of the night, even in Florida.) and her fuzzy bunny slippers.
"I feel ridiculous, Austin." Ally said plainly.
Austin chuckled, grabbed her hand, and ran her back down the stairs. Sparks of electricity surged through both Austin's and Ally's hands, but they ignored it.
Maybe my hand's just falling asleep. Austin thought for a second, realizing how stupid that thought sounded.
Maybe I hit my funny bone on the railing? Ally asked herself. She then thought that it was stupid, because she hadn't hit her elbow at all on the railing.
Ally walked out the door as Austin locked it, dropping his keys a few times in the process. The two walked about halfway to the mall until Ally started getting lazy.
"Carry me." Ally smiled, shoving her hands towards Austin.
He smiled at her before saying "Yes, ma'am," and picking her up bridal style, carrying the girl the remainder of the way to the mall.
a/n alright, I've been working on this chapter for days, and I hardly had time to finish. I've been working really hard to juggle the three projects I have due next week and writing this story. it's really stressful. Man, I hate school. Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. I might be updating on Monday. Oh, and Happy Friday the thirteenth! I wish you luck! Although it's already pretty much the end of the day… I still wish you luck for the rest of the night. Thanks for reading, and please review! After this story, I'm going to try something darker. Only because I've been working on mostly fluff (with a few flurries of serious here and there) so I'll be trying something a little OOC.