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I'm trying to upload once a week but I have a shitload of exams and research papers and I'm actually surprised I got this one up. I hope you like it!
I don't own Austin and Ally...obviously.
"Austin! Hurry up!" Dez shouted followed shortly by a loud pounding on the locker room door. "Larry will get lonely!"
I slammed the locker shut as the sudden noise rattled throughout the empty locker room. "Larry is a turtle! He'll be fine!" I shouted over my shoulder. A dramatic huff was heard from the outside of the door as I rolled my eyes at Dez's child tantrums. I grabbed my gym bag from where it lay on the floor and swiftly slung it over my shoulder. I opened the door to find Dez leaning against the wall beside it with a large pout on his face.
"Let's go," I said but Dez was already running down the halls to the double doors leading to the parking lot. It was two hours after the final bell rung and everybody had scattered as far away from the school as they could go. I had to put in a couple more hours of basketball practice if I wanted that scholarship. My coach calls it dedication. I call it the only way to get out of this hellhole. I sighed before grasping the strap of my bag and racing after Dez.
I burst through the doors to find Dez impatiently waiting by the side of my car. He had a box full of doughnuts in one hand and a bag of brown goop in another hand as he silently motioned for me to unlock the doors. That, oddly enough, wasn't the thing that had caught my attention. Parked directly next to my silver convertible was a rusty red pickup truck. The paint was slightly scraped off and the wheels looked like they were about to give out if you pressed too hard. As I walked closer to the vehicle, I vaguely made out the shapes of two people sitting in the front seat throught the tinted windows.
"Austin!" Dez whined as he motioned again to my car. I sighed and pressed the button on my keys. Dez grinned and hopped into my car as I stood outside staring at the red car come to life and pull out of it's parking spot. No one has ever stayed this late before. Usually there was only one car in the parking lot after I leave practice, and that's mine. The blaring honk of my car caught my attention as I looked over at Dez who was angrily pressing down on my steering wheel.
"Okay! Okay!" I shouted as I pulled open the door of the drivers side and started the ignition.
"Hurry up! Larry is waiting," Dez complained as he jiggled in his seat like an anxious five year old.
"He's a turtle," I mumbled before pulling out of the lot. As I drove down the street I spotted the familiar red pickup truck directly infront of us. I couldn't help but notice that the truck went on every turn and street we went down. The entire way there I followed closely behind the truck waiting it for it to go in a separate direction, but it never did. Every corner and every red light, it went the same way we did. Even Dez picked up on it, and we all know Dez isn't the most attentive person out there. As I pulled infront of Dez's house I was surprised to find the truck pulled up in the spot infront of mine. I nearly jumped out of my car, desperate to see the person hidden behind those tinted windows. But Dez made it out of the car before I did because of his motivation to see his pet turtle.
The passenger side of the door opened first and a short, latino with wild hair stepped out. She had to jump out of her seat because the truck was too high off the ground for her to safely step out. As she walked onto the sidewalk her attention caught mine and an immediate smile was planted on her face. She squealed and ran over to the driver's side and shouted to someone through the window. She pointed over at me on more than one occasion, this only added fuel to my already eager attitude. The latino backed up as the car door inched open. I didn't even need to see the whole body to know who it was, only one person has those long caramel locks. She stepped out of the car and glanced over at me.
"Hey Ally," I waved. The latino giggled and I watched as Ally rolled her eyes at her friend, but gave me a small smile before rushing through the front door of the house next to Dez's.
"Austin! I'm going to lock you out if you don't come in," Dez shouted from where he stood at the open door. I ran over to him but not before looking back at the house Ally had entered, hoping to catch a glimpse of her somewhere.
"I'm coming Larry!" Dez exclaimed as soon as we entered the house. Her raced up the stairs so go see his precious turtle. I rolled my eyes and picked up his bookbag that he carelessly tossed on the floor.
"Hey Mr. D," I greeted Dez's dad as I passed him on the way upstairs. He waved at me not taking his eyes off the television because it wasn't unusual to have Dez ignore everything and race upstairs the minute he got home. As I walked into Dez's bedroom I saw him petting his turtle and desperately trying to feed him doughnuts.
"Ugh! Why won't he eat?" Dez grumbled as he set the doughnut down with a huff.
"He's a turtle," I mumbled again. "Did Ally always live next door?" I asked.
He looked up at me, a confused expression on his face. "Ally doesn't live next door," he paused as he thought about it. "Does she?" he said as he scratched his temple.
"I just saw her go in the house with her friend," I said choosing to ignore Dez's question.
"I thought Trish lives next door," he said still scratching his scalp.
"Trish?" I raised my eyebrows.
"You know, Trish. She's short and a little loud," he said. "She has really big curly hair," he said waving his hands around his head as a demonstration.
"Oh," I drawled the word out. "Ally was visiting her friend," I muttered.
"Wait...who lives next door?" Dez asked seriously.
I face-palmed as I situated myself on his bed and got comfortable before starting the grueling homework that is geometry. Before I even began the first question, I heard a giggle come from Dez's mouth. I looked up and found him staring out his clear double doors that led to his balcony. He gazed outside, setting his turtle down in a cardboard box. I ignored him and looked back down at the paper.
"Woah," Dez giggled with a child-like giddiness in his voice,
"What?" I asked looking up from the impossible geometry homework.
"They left their window open," he giggled again. I raised my eyebrows, not sure why that was something to get excited over. "And they're changing," he continued. My ears perked up and I dropped everything I was doing before rushing over to the foot of the bed. Directly across from Dez's balcony was Trish's balcony with the doors left wide open showing everything in the room. My eyes widened as I saw Ally reaching for the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head revealing a toned and flat tummy. I gaped at her body, although she was still wearing a bra and jeans, her red lacey bra left little to the imagination.
"She's reaching for her bra strap," Dez narrated as I saw that she was indeed reaching behind her to undo the small garment covering her lady parts. I was eager to see what she looked like under those clothes until I giggle escaped Dez's mouth. I snapped my head towards him suddenly becoming extremley aware that he was still in the room, and he was about to see everything I was going to see.
"It's coming off-" Dez was cut short as he was knocked to the bedroom floor with a loud thud. I groan fell from his lips as he hit the floor. "You're crushing my spine!" Dez choked out.
"Did you see anything?" I asked as I sat on his chest.
"No!" he shouted. "I was knocked to the floor by a psycho maniac!"
"Sorry," I said as I got up and reached out a hand for Dez. He gave me a glare and took my hand. After Dez stood up, I walked over to the double doors and did my best to pull down the shade without taking a look outside the window.
"You stopped me from seeing naked girls...why?" he groaned.
I chuckled lightly and shrugged my shoulders. "It was an invasion of privacy?" I said although it sounded more like a quesion. He rolled his eyes and let out an audible huff before settling down on his bed. I looked towards the closed window and for a second I wished I hadn't tackled Dez to the floor, but then that would mean someone else looking at her that way, and that didn't sit right with me.
The day went by and it was filled with Dez trying and failing to feed Larry doughnuts and me trying and failing to do homework. I sighed and set the pencil down, finally deciding to give up. I looked around and suddenly realized the room had signifcantly darkened and the only light in the room came from a small tablelamp. I glanced at the digital clock by the bed and saw that it was eleven and daylight was long gone. I turned to Dez who was sitting beside me on the bed.
"Why didn't you tell me it was so late?" I asked as I packed up my books.
He shrugged, "Do you want to just stay over?" I looked out the window at the pitch black sky and nodded my head. Dez grabbed the blankets from the top shelf of his closet and tossed it on the empty spot on the floor. He dived onto his bed again, pushing me off in the process. I grabbed a set of Dez's pajamas from his closet and put them on. Unfortunately, I had to sleep in my boxers because I refused to sleep in pajamas with suspenders. I walked over to the pile on the floor and rearranged them into a makeshift bed. I pulled the covers over my head and waited for myself to fall asleep. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turn to hours. I didn't know why I laid in bed and thought that this night would be different from all the previous ones. Sleep continued to elude me and yet I still hoped the next night would be diffferent. A loud snore was heard from the bed, Dez has been asleep since his face hit the pillow. I sat up on the pile of blankets and looked at the clock. I rubbed my face and groaned as the clock read three am.
A wind was carried throughout the room from the open balcony doors. I shivered and thought that maybe the reason I wasn't sleeping was because I was cold. It was a stupid thought but I was desperate for an excuse besides the real one. I stood up and walked over to the doors. I was about to close them when I saw a movement coming from the balcony opposite his. I stepped outside and was surprised to find it wasn't as cold as I assumed it would be. I leaned against the railing and squinted to make out the figure.
"Ally?" I whisper-yelled hoping it was loud enough for her to hear me. She turned her head and I instantly met those wonderful eyes.
"Are you following me now?" she said seriously but I saw the smile playing on her lips. She stood up from the chair and walked over to the railing as well, leaning over it slightly so her face shone clearly in the moonlight. We were a good six yards away but I was still able to make out her features clearly. She had a blanket wrapped around her but it hung off her shoulders revealing her thin, white, tank top underneath. The front of the blanket barely reached her knees and her legs were bare. A part of me was dying to see what was under that blanket but the gentleman part of me pushed that part to the back of my mind and forced my eyes up to her face.
"You couldn't sleep either?" I teased. She smiled and shook her head. I inwadly groaned as I thought back to the bet, the only reason I was talking to her. Now was as good as time as any to make a move. "So," I smirked. "Have you reconsidered your decision for my offer on a date?"
She laughed and rolled her eyes, "No I have not."
"Come on. Go on a date with me," I insisted.
"That didn't sound like a question," she raised her eyebrows slightly.
"That's because it wasn't," I said with a smug look on my face. "Go on a date with me," I repeated in the same persistent tone.
"Why are you so desperate to go on a date with me?" Ally asked.
I paused, I couldn't exactly tell her the real reason. She stared at me from her balcony patiently awaiting the answer. She hid her anxiousness well but I still saw it. It was strange how I read her emotions so clearly since I was never really good at that thing. She was apprehensive to hear my answer, she gave it away as she twisted the corners of the blanket around in her hands. It didn't take a psychic to see that she wasn't the type of girl who usually has guys fawning over her.
"You seem..." I shrugged as I carefully thought out my next word. "Intresting." That was safe.
"Intresting?" she repeated trying to hide the disappointment that washed over her face with my answer. I saw it once again, no matter how hard she tried to hide it.
"It a good thing. Trust me. It's a very good thing," I assured her. If only she knew the truth behind my words. She gave me a small smile but her shoulders still drooped from hidden defeat and her eyes had fallen to the ground.
"It's just," I sighed as I watched her eyes rise from the ground to meet mine. "You're just so frustrating! I can't figure you out and that bothers me," I shouted and Ally stood back, slightly surprsed from my tone.
"You've been like a annoying mosquito that I can't get rid off. I am so used to figuring girls out in seconds but you...you I can't figure you out no matter how hard I try. You're so intriguing and I need to know why. I can usually place girls in catergories after one converstation but you're everywhere. Seriously Ally! Stay in one place," I groaned after my sudden rant.
"Did...did you just compare me to a bug?" Ally asked with her eyebrows furrowed together.
I chuckled, "Please just go out with me."
She was clearly debating the answer in her head, "I don't-"
I didn't let her finish knowing the answer won't be good. "Please!" I sighed. I can't believe I have resorted to begging. "You said so yourself that you don't know me, so I'm trying to give you the chance to get to know me and you're turning it down. Let me prove to you that I'm better than my reputation."
"You're using my own words against me!" she blurting with an accusing finger.
"Is it working?" I asked with a hopeful smile.
"Maybe," she muttered as she began to play with the edge of the blanket again.
"Will you pretty, pretty, please go out with me?" I smiled as she laughed at my childness. She opened her mouth to answer but the light in the room behind her flipped on. The sudden brightness cut through the peaceful darkness that was only dimly lit by the streetlamps. I pillow flew from the open doors and I chuckled as Ally caught it easily in her hands. She gave me an apologetic look as she turned around and began to head indoors. I sighed and ran a hand down my face. She was so close! But the universe hates me and is giving me the worst timing in the world.
I looked up and saw Ally standing at the balcony doors with her hands gripping the door handles preparing to close it. She looked me square in the eyes and mouthed the one word that I was so desperately waiting to hear. The one word that would probably begin the most crazy week of my life. The one word that was probably the only reason I was able to get any sleep that night.
"Yes"
Honestly...I am not at all pleased with this chapter. I was rushing to get this done because I know I hate waiting and I hate making others wait as well. I'm sorry if it sucked but I was multitasking between this and chemistry homework. And polar covalent bonds aren't exactly the best inspiration when writing.
Nevertheless, I hope you enjoyed this, even though it wasn't that good. I apologize again and the next one will be better, unless my homework continues to be a pain in the ass.
Thanks so much and please review because I would rather read your reviews than an article on chemical bonding.
I HATE school.
xoxo :)
