(A/N: I'm back! Austin is about to give Ally advice on Dallas. What will happen? I am in a funk. My play ended and I am falling from cloud nine (haha, Wide Awake by Katy Perry). I seriously woke up crying this morning! And not just because I can't perform for a while. I won't see most of the kids from my play until February. I was really close to them and I miss them SO much! It's good for you guys though because whenever I'm like this I write. A LOT. So, I'll probably post more than once today. Anyway, on with the story!)

Austin P.O.V.

I stepped into the room and was amazed. It had a giant A on the wall, a mini fridge, and a piano! It was way cool.

Ally sat down on the couch and motioned for me to join her. I plopped down next to her, slightly brushing her hand with mine. My hand tingled.

"So…" I say, "I love this place, and I heard you sing, did you write that song? Because I have never heard it before, and I have heard a lot of songs, and it was really good and—"

"Austin," she said, cutting me off. I flushed red. I babble when I'm nervous. "Thank you," she said, looking at her feet. "I did write that song. I feel kind of lost about Dallas."

Ok, Moon, now you have to tell her that things will be fine with Dallas, just give him a chance.

Who are you?

Your conscience. Just tell her everything will be fine.

NO! If I do that, I won't have a chance with her.

Yes, but what is the right thing to do?

Oh, I hate myself.

"You shouldn't," I said softly. "He is a great guy and you have nothing to be worried about."

God, I hate it when I lie. But it is better this way. She is happy.

"Really?" She says unconviced.

"Yeah," I lie, staring at my shoes.

"Good, I can trust you, so I will be fine." She says. I feel my heart melt.

"So… you write songs?" I say, changing the subject.

"Yeah!" She says, walking over to the piano. "do you?"

"No," I say, sitting next to her. "I sing, but I am terrible at writing songs."

"Have you tried?" She asked. I nodded. "Do you want to hear one?" She nodded vigorously, smiling.

"Alright, here goes…" I say, placing my hands on the keys.

I like cheese because it's really nice.

And it's also eaten by mice.

Cheese is mad of, sort of off milk stuff

Moo Moo

I really like cheese

It is great on toast with ham

Cheese comes in all different shapes and sizes

And in all different sorts of flavors

You can have hard cheese and soft cheese

Like edam, griffon and cheddar

Cheese, take a look at my cheese,

It's just a wedge of cheese

(1)

We looked at each other and burst out laughing. I laughed so hard that I fell on the ground. She fell over too and put her head on my stomach. We just laid down there for like five minutes, just laughing.

She finally sat up, breathing heavily, and choked out, "Well, Austin Moon, I see why you do covers!"

I laughed again and then put on a pout face. "Well, if you're so good then, why don't you play me one of your songs?"

She smirked. "Fine, I will!"

"But not just any song," I challenged. "The best song you have ever written."

Her face dropped. "Umm… Okay."

She sat on the bench and I sat next to her. She began to press down on the keys.

Say you're sorry, that face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you

Holding on, the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should have known
I should have known

I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around

Baby I was naive, got lost in your eyes
And never really had a chance
(My mistake, I didn't know to be in love
You had to fight to have the upper hand)
I had so many dreams about you and me
Happy endings, now I know
[ Lyrics from: lyrics/t/taylor_swift/white_ ]
I'm not a princess, this ain't a fairy tale
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell

This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to come around

And there you are on your knees
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I'm so sorry

Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rearview mirror disappearing now

And it's too late for you and your white horse
Now it's too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa
Try and catch me now
Oh, it's too late to catch me now

(2)

She stopped playing and I clapped. "Wow!" I said. "That's a really good song! How did you come up with—"

I looked over. She was crying.

"Are you okay?" I said softly. My heart was cracking, I didn't like seeing her like this.

"No," she murmured. "I wrote that song after, well…"

She trailed off. Another tear slipped down her cheek.

"You can tell me anything," I said truthfully. She looked at me with those big doe eyes and took a deep breath.

"About two months ago," she began, her voice shaking. "I had a boyfriend named Travis. He was perfect. Amazing. I was head over heels in love. Then he broke up with me. I was a wreck. I wouldn't eat, sleep, anything. I just sat in my bed crying. After another week he came back and apologized. He asked me for a second chance. I said yes, and I was happy for a mere three days before I—" she stopped as a tear fell off her face and on to the ground. "I caught him kissing another girl," she choked out. I was shocked. Who would cheat on poor, innocent Ally? "Later," she said after a minute. "He came to my house and asked me for another chance. After all that happened, I couldn't say yes. He cursed at me and called me a bitch, and then I wrote this song," she finished. I couldn't speak.

If I ever meet this guy, he will not see the next day.

"He's an idiot," I said, anger in my tone.

"What?" she said, looking up.

"He's a god damn idiot!" I shout, standing up. "He goes around asking for second chances when didn't even deserve a first chance! He never deserved you Als!" I say, looking at her. "You are a million times better than him, and he didn't even realize it!"

She got up and rapped her arms around me. I was shocked at first, but then put my arms around her. She sobbed into my chest for a little while, and I let her. She needed it. Then she looked up at me.

"You know what Als?" I said.

"What Austin?" She asked.

"You look beautiful even when you're crying," I whispered.

She smiled up at me. I started to lean in. She didn't stop me. I went in closer, and closer, until our lips met.

(A/N: oooohhh! Cliffy! THEY KISSED! YAY! I'll update soon!

1) This is The Cheese Song by Comedy Dave

2) White Horse by Taylor Swift!)