Alrighty. I'm trying to get these uploaded really fast, but I want them to be really good. I have homework to do that I'm not really in a hurry to get to, but need to get finished.
Okay, boo-bears (was there a petname last time?) I'm gonna lay out some stuff. Next weekend, I won't be able to upload Saturday, the weekend after that I won't be able to upload Friday or Saturday. Next Saturday, my best friend is coming over, and next friday and Saturday I'm sleeping over at her house and going to a concert and the fair with her. So, I'm booked for weekends.
Did that make sense?
(Ally's P.O.V.)
I can't believe I did that. I really wanted to stay, but seeing him about to break down because of me-it was because of me, right?-made me think that I didn't need to spend anymore time with him. I wanted him to have a good life, a life without having to worry about me every second.
I'll admit it, I like him. I really do. But there's no way he'll like me back... right? Maybe I should go give it a try. No, that's crazy. You walked out on him. You aren't desperate. Don't go crawling back.
Don't... go... crawling...
I couldn't help it, I had to go back.
(Austin's P.O.V.)
She just... left me? I was still standing in the kitchen, staring at the spot she had been standing thirty minutes ago. Why have I been standing here for thirty minutes, you ask? Well, I guess I'm just in shock. She left me.
Then, it hit me like full on rainstorm: She. Left. Me.
I broke down. I couldn't take it anymore. I made my way to the couch and hugged my legs to my chest. My eyes pressed down into my knees and I took a deep breath. I needed to calm myself.
Nope.
Too hard.
Can't do it.
She left me.
The girl I had just met, yet longed for so badly, had just left me.
I wanted her here, beside me, under my arm, her head on my chest, asleep, blissfully happy silence with the girl I wanted so badly.
But of course, that was never going to happen.
Because she left me.
Alone.
I sobbed into the holes in my ripped up jeans, soaking my skin. I didn't care if someone randomly walked in at that moment and saw me like this. I had a good reason.
Didn't I?
Stupid Austin, crying is never the solution to your problems. Go upstairs. Cut. Let it all out with pain. The little voice in my head spoke to me. You know you want to.
And I did want to.
I really did.
My feet shot out from under me, and within an instant, I was flying up the stairs, nearly tripping on the last step.
I was sitting on the bed, when the doorbell rang.
I flew back down the stairs, nearly tripping on the bottom step this time.
I hoped to God it was Ally.
I opened the door to see a crying Ally on my doorstep.
Before I could do anything, she spoke.
"I'm sorry Austin. When you hugged me, I felt something. I don't know if you did, but-"
"Ally-"
"Don't interrupt me! This is hard for me to do! Anyways, I really feel like I like you. A lot. I don't know why I felt the need to tell you this, considering I thought I'd never see you again-" She gaved a single chuckle. "-but I couldn't take it. I really want you with me."
Ally took a deep breath and looked into my eyes.
I looked back into her red, bloodshot ones.
"Ally-" Just then, my cell phone rang. I ignored it.
"Austin, pick up your phone."
"Ally-"
"Pick it up!" She growled. She didn't scare me.
"Ally! I'm not picking it up! Listen to me!" I grabbed her shoulders. She looked at me through scared eyes, and I instantly regretted what I'd done.
"Okay." Was all she said.
"Ally, I think I felt something with that hug, too. I'm not sure what it was, but my heart shattered when you left me. I couldn't believe that I might never see you again, even though I just met you. But-" I smiled and gestured to her "-here you are. In front of me."
I moved to wrap her in another hug, but she held her hand up to stop me.
"Austin, I didn't say I was going to stay here. I just came to confess my feelings to you."
My heart split in two again.
"But after seeing you like this, I don't know if I can leave again." She smiled at me.
"Thank you, Ally! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank-"
I was cut off by my phone ringing again.
I looked at the caller I.D. this time.
Cassidy.
Oh, shit.
Alright, so I realize I put a (1) in the last chapter, but didn't quite explain what it was. Sorry I forgot. The reason Ally said she felt like she had had this conversation before was because it had happened in the last chapter, it was just happening from her point of view.
K, honeypies, they like each other. They told each other. Are things gonna be awkward? What part does Cassidy play in the story?
I'm not sure how far I'll take the whole liking thing.
Like I said babygirls (and babyguys?), I wing it.
Love ya,
Cassidy
