Austin's POV

The next day they met at Ally's house. Austin barely managed to sneak out the window with the wounds he had, but he managed and stumbled all the way over to his destination. Ally was happy, and somewhat nervous. She had a feeling there's no way she can get use to playing in front of him.

"Are you sure about this?" Austin asked her. He can imagine having stage fright would make anyone terrified of an important decisions like that. He wanted to be extra sure she didn't think she was making a mistake.

"Yeah, I mean it's an opportunity we can't miss right?" She said it as if she needed reassurance. Austin put his hand on her shoulder, a soft smile playing on his face.

"We have to take chances right." He felt like a hypocrite, "it won't be bad in the end. We'll make the song of the decade."

"You're right." Ally said, "we have to keep our hopes high right?" Austin felt something stirring in his head at her words. Lyrics laid down in his head so fast, he couldn't stop himself from saying them.

"Have to have high hopes for a living." It flew out of his mouth. Ally rushed to her journal to write the lyrics down. From experience, she knew those words were going to be the foundation of their song.

"Let's get started before you lose your touch, Austin." Ally said. Austin sat next to her on the grand piano chair. The rest of the night was very productive. Ally managed to get a rhythm down (she got over her fear in playing in front of him. It was going to happen sooner or later), and Austin managed to finish the chorus. It was almost midnight by the time the finished the first verse.

"Hey, Ally?" Austin said, looking at the clock.

"Yeah," She said while writing some notes in her journal. Austin looked at the back of her head.

"Where are you parents?" He asked. She looked at him. He gave her a nervous smile, feeling like he crossed the line.

"My Dad is in Germany for a convention, he won't be back until tomorrow. My mom is in Africa studying gorilla behaviors." She told him nonchalantly. They were always away, and Ally was always left behind. Her mother is more forgiving, because she at least tries to video chat Ally when she can. Her father on the other hand always seems to be trying to get away from her.

"Do you miss them?" Austin asked. She didn't answer, but he can tell be the way she broke eye contact to look at her shoes that she really did. He wondered what it was like to have traveling parents, and found himself wishing his were traveling parents.

"Well, that's interesting. Dez's parents are kind of the same. His dad a an inventor, and he usually travels to show off his inventions." Austin said. "It's cool really, because we both keep each other company."

"Yeah, the same with me and Trish. She's been there for me since forever." Ally said. The silence between the two became comforting and Austin found himself smiling at Ally.

"Do you want to continue the song tomorrow?" Austin asked. Ally laughed.

"Austin it is tomorrow." She told him, looking at the clock on the wall. Austin blushed, because he had looked at the clock before that statement.

"Well do you want to take a break?" Austin asked, stretching his arms out. Ally nodded her head. A break can't be the worst thing in the world.

"Do you want something to eat? We have a tone of food." Ally told him, making her way to the kitchen. Austin followed her down the stairs.

"Whatever you want is alright with me." Austin told her. Ally scrunched her face, slightly annoyed at what he told her.

"Do you always do that?" She asked, taking out some pizza to put in the oven. Austin sat up, confused at her accusation.

"Do what?" He asked. Ally looked at him.

"Let other decide for you. Whenever I ask you what you want you always go with what I want." She said. He frowned.

"Is that bad?" He asked. He felt like he was messing up again.

"No, just annoying when you start to feel like your being copied." She said. She saw his face and felt bad, "All I'm saying is that you have to make you own decisions. Do what you want to do more often."

"Okay." He said, "But I said whatever you want so you don't have to make two different things. I don't like being a burden." Ally didn't respond to what he said. She heard the hate in his voice at being a burden.

Ally turned on the tv while they waited for the pizza to cook. Austin didn't say anything as she turned on Disney channel. He was confused at why should would chose a kids channel.

"When I was little I really wanted to be on Disney channel. It was like my biggest dream." She told him. He nodded his head, feeling the dream she had. Every child wanted to be famous at one point of their childhood.

Austin didn't mind it when ally put her head on his shoulder. He thought she was just getting comfortable, but then he felt her calm and even breaths on his arm.

He looked down at her. Ally's eyes laid shut as she slept. Her lips were slightly parted, and her body was relaxed against his. He felt skittish inside as he looked at her. She looked so innocent, and at that moment he felt like he didn't deserve to be friends with such a girl.

He shook his head, confused at the thought that had crossed his head. You not worth it, it taunted at him. He shuddered at the voice. It felt like it was right, and someone like him shouldn't be friends with someone like her.

Then he came to a realization on why that said voice what it did. Austin Moon was falling for Ally Dawson, and goddammit. . .

He didn't care.