Incentive
"We should, um... Go back to studying," Ally said, for the tenth time since I'd gotten there.
About a week had passed since our first kiss, and, ever since then, I couldn't get enough of her.
"Studying's boring," I reminded her, but pulled away anyway.
When I looked at her, her lips were swollen and red, her hair was tangled, and her dress was bunched up around her waist.
She saw me looking, and started to straighten everything out.
"Don't," I said, catching her hand before she started to comb her hair with it.
"I look like a mess," She muttered.
"You don't." I told her. I waited until I was sure she wouldn't disagree, and then settled on to her bed.
We were working on Geography today, and I had to say, I was kind of proud of myself at this point.
I knew everything there was to know about Math, inside and out, which was both great and scary.
I had mastered both Biology and Chemistry.
I was almost fluent in French.
Technology was easier than it was three months ago.
It was clear that I was actually going to do well in the finals.
"Thank you,"I said, looking up at her, since I was lying down,and she was sitting.
She looked up from the book she was flicking through. "For what?"
"Everything," I told her. "For believing in me, for convincing me to do this... For giving me a reward for following through," added, then winked.
She blushed. "You're welcome."
I hadn't forgotten about what would happen if I kept at his for the next three weeks. Hell no. I couldn't even if I wanted to. Even when my conscious mind wasn't thinking about it, my subconcious mind was.
I was cursed to be in a constant state of being turned-on until the summer holidays, unfortunately.
It'd gotten to the point that I could barely find relief even when I 'took care of things' myself.
To the point where Ally was the focus of whatever dreams I had at night.
I could not quit now.
"Okay, so first of all, we're going to look at Transport and Trade, then Globalization and Trade," Ally said, finding the page she was looking for and pulling my arm so I was sitting upright.
I groaned, but tried to make myself focus anyway.
It was just getting harder and harder to listen to her as the weeks went by, and I found myself starting to daydream several times, but she nearly always caught me.
"You're not listening," She told me for the thirtieth time in an hour.
"I can't concentrate," I muttered, lying back down again.
"You have to."
"I don't wanna," I whined, sounding like a petulant child.
"Austin," She said, sounding exasperated.
"Ally," I said, mimicking her tone.
She rolled he eyes and sat on the bed. "If you're not going to study, then what are we going to do?" She asked, folding her arms across her chest and making her cleavage show in the process.
I looked away, at the ground, and shrugged. "Anything. We can play Scrabble if you want. But please, no more studying. I can't take it anymore. Not today."
She sighed, but gave in. "Fine," She said, coming to lie down beside me. "No more studying. But there will be tommorow,"
"Yes, mom," I said, rolling my eyes.
We lay there for a while, shoulder to shoulder, not saying anything, and just staring at the ceiling.
I thought this would be a good time to say what I wanted to say - what I'd been wanting to say for months now.
How would I say it? What would I do?
It had to be pretty fucking special.
Ally wasn't just some random girl girl that I was some equally random, brief, two-day crush on.
Nope.
It was more than that, and it kind of scared me, because I'd thought I'd been in love before, but anything that I'd felt before about any other girl couldn't compare to what I felt about Ally.
I know, we made out and touched each other and stuff, and I liked that a lot, but I wanted to make it official that she was mine and no-one elses.
And we'd done nothing in terms of a DTR* talk.
"Ally?" I said before I could chicken out and stop myself.
She glanced at me, then looked away. "Yeah?" She replied.
"Um. I need to tell you something." I said, then sat up and turned around so that I was facing her.
She raised an eyebrow. "Austin, I've told you - we are not having sex unless you stick to this-"
"No, no, that's that it," I said quickly. Okay, so I'd kind of asked... well, pleaded... okay, begged her to forget about the whole 'not until the summer' thing, but to no avail.
I'd gotten her to weaken before, but never fully.
"Then what is it?" She asked, and my heart started beating so fast I wondered if she could hear it.
I bent over her, kissing her on the lips twice before pulling away and feeling like a fucking girl.
"Well, I... I kind of like you," I said, bowing my head in shame at how lame that sounded.
I didn't look at her - I didn't dare, but then I heard her giggling, and I had to look back up. "I sort of, maybe like you, too," She whispered, sitting up now.
"Really?" I asked her, feeling less ashamed now.
"Don't you already know?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. "I don't randomly make out with just anybody, you know." I nodded.
"But I think we should at least... you know, talk about this. Like, what's going on? Between us, I mean."
"Talk? Well, in that case, this isn't working out, and I don't like you hair. Ha! Wow. Okay, I didn't mean that. I just... I'll shut up now."
She was babbling.
Which meant... She was nervous. And it was so fucking cute.
"Ally?" I whispered, leaning down towards her and grazing her lips with mine.
"Yeah?" She answered, looking into my eyes with her big, brown ones.
"I do like you. Really, I do. In fact, the word 'like' is an understatement... I'm in love with you."
"In love?" She echoed, her breath tickling my face.
I nodded. "Kind of,"
She smiled. "I was waiting for you to say that. I love you, too, Austin," She said, smiling now.
The relief and happiness was so fucking immense that I nearly collapsed.
"Thank you," I murmured, kissing along her jaw.
"For what?" She asked, playing with my hair now.
"For wanting me... For loving me,"
"I think I should thank you, too, then. For the same reasons,"
I lay back down on the bed beside her. "See?" I said, looking at her. "Good things happen when you don't study."
She rolled her eyes at me, but didn't deny it.
"I think we should have a couple-name now."
"What?" I said, looking at her again.
"You know... Since you're my boyfriend, and I'm your girlfriend. Like Brangelina or Zanessa."
"Seriously?" I asked, laughing. She pouted.
"Don't laugh at my idea! It's adorable, okay?"
"Okay, okay. So come up with one," I challenged her. 'Austin' and 'Ally' were not the most compatible names.
"Austy?" She suggested. I shook my head, grimacing.
"It sounds like the name of some rich couple's French poodle.
She nodded, and looked thoughtful again. "Allystin?" She tired again, and I shuddered.
"The French-poodle one was better, and that's saying something."
"Um... Allyin?" I shook my head again.
"This is hard," She complained. "You try to come up with one," She told me, folding her arms.
I thought for a minute.
"Auslly?" I suggested. She grinned up at me.
"Perfect! Auslly! We are one! Joined at the hip now," She said, pulling her hip against mine.
And everyone in the A&A Fandom knew that Austin had been breaking the fourth wall, and reading Fanfictions of his own show, because that is the only way he could have come up with that name so easily.
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