Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally or most of the songs I use in this story. The only things I own are the story lines except when I use scenes from the show.
Next Morning:
I hear a sneeze and wake up. I look at my phone. Wow, Austin must have fallen asleep too because the call is still running. "Austin!" I yell into the phone. "Huh? Wha—?" I hear a crash after he says this. "Oh shit. Hey Ally. I must have fell asleep last night," he says. "Yeah, I did too," I tell him. "I'll see you at school," he says. "Alright, bye. Oh, and you sneeze in your sleep, by the way," I say. "I do not!" he exclaims. I close my phone and throw it on my bed. I can't believe we both fell asleep and stayed on the phone.
I pull off my dirty clothes from yesterday and end up walking almost naked to my closet. I pull on a girly red dress that flows out a little at my hips and cuts off right above my knees. I put my signature brown boots on and walk downstairs. "Ally? You have about thirty minutes until you have to get up," my mom says when I get downstairs. "Oh, can you just go ahead and drive me to school? I don't feel like waiting," I say with a yawn.
"Sure, just let me put some clothes on," my mom says tugging at her robe. She comes back down five minutes later and she drives me slowly to school. "Could you drive any slower?" I mutter to myself. Thankfully, she doesn't hear it. When we get to school, she abruptly stops. If I weren't wearing my seatbelt, I might have hit my head on the dashboard.
"Mom, get some coffee," I joke. She just rolls her eyes. I walk into the school. Surprisingly, it was unlocked but most of the lights are off. I walk to my locker slowly and put my lunch bag in. I could have sworn I heard a footstep a little ways down the hall. But when I turn my head, there's not a soul down there. I may be one of the only few people in the school building. "Hello?" I call out.
I walk down the hall and look into every classroom window. They could have run into one of them. I hear a soft thud down the hall behind me. I turn around and, again, see no one. I gulp and run to class. "Ally!" I hear someone yell behind me but I keep running. When I get to class, I crouch behind the desk where the stranger, who happens to know me, wouldn't be able to see me. "Ally, I know you're in here," the person yells into this classroom. "Austin?" I ask.
"Try Dallas," they say. I peek over the desk and release some air I was holding in after I said Austin's name. "Gosh, Dallas, you scared the hell out of me!" I exclaim hitting him in the chest. "Sorry, Ally, I was just trying to get to you. I was wondering why you were here so early," he tells me. "That is a very long story," I say.
"I've got time," he says with a glance at the wall clock. "Well, last night I was on the phone with Austin," I start. I see Dallas roll his eyes in disgust at his name. "And we fell asleep, both still on the phone, and he sneezed in his sleep so I woke up really early." I start laughing at the memory. "So I woke him up and told him that he sneezes in his sleep. He denied this but then he got up and we both got ready for school… Huh, I guess it wasn't that long of a story."
He doesn't say anything. "Cool, well I'm gonna go," he says. He reaches up and starts playing with a strand of his hair… Reminds me of myself. "Wait, why are you here so early?" I ask. "I don't know. I always get here early," he says shrugging. Then he leaves without another word. I go to the back of the room and sit down. "What to do for thirty minutes?" I ask myself. "What to do? What to do?"
I take out my songbook. No inspiration. I put it back in my bag. My phone vibrates and I look around. Well, school hasn't started so technically it isn't against the rules. 'Meet me at the back of the school.' Austin. What the hell does he want now? But I walk out the front door and around to the back. "Huh, didn't think you'd come," he says when I walk up to him.
"Yeah, whatever, what do you want?" I ask him. "What, I'm not allowed to just talk to you if I want?" he asks. "No, you're not," I say. "Why are you so mad at me?" he asks. "Uh… I don't know. I'm sorry. Why did you tell me to come back here?" I ask. "I just wanted to talk," he tells me. "Then talk," I say. I slide down the wall and sit down. He does the same beside me. "So what's up?" he asks.
"Alright, if you're just gonna make small talk, I'm going back to homeroom," I say standing up. "No, wait," he grabs my wrist. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry about yesterday." "Okay…" I really don't want to talk about this. Not right now, at least. "It sucked, by the way," I joke. "Maybe we should try again," he says.
I look at his face and it has seriousness written all over it. "Maybe some other day," I tell him. I start walking away. "Why not today?" he asks catching up with me. "Let's see how my date with Dallas goes," I say. I really have no intention of kissing him again. So hopefully, he was just joking. He lets me go to class and the rest of the day was somewhat normal.
My mom takes me to Sonic Boom after school and drops me off. I switch the sign to open and customers start pouring in. "Yes, that's a very fine instrument. Only fifty dollars. Yes, the guitar picks are free. Thank you, here's your change." I say all of these things in a matter of seconds. Finally when it's time for my break, I switch the sign to closed.
I walk up to the practice room and just sit here. I play around on the piano until I find a melody that I like.
You're always on my mind
I think about you all the time
"Oh, Dallas…" I whisper. "You are always on my mind and I do think about you all the time."
Let's not talk about it
Drama: We can live without it
"We don't need to talk about it because we both already know that we're perfect for each other…"
Catch a wave if we're bored
There's a clock we'll ignore
Find a way
Around it
"I wouldn't catch a wave with you but I could watch you catch a wave." I giggle. "We'd always find time for each other."
Hey boy
I can tell there's somethin'
Even when you say it's nothin'
When you're playin' with your hair
Like you just don't care
It's a tell
You're bluffin'
"Well, I guess he doesn't play with his hair when he's bluffing… That's me but oh well."
I love the things you do
It's how you do the things you love
I love the way you get me
"Why does it sound like there's a big gap missing?" I ask myself out loud. Oh well. It's time for me to open the store back up. I walk downstairs and switch the sign back to open.
I don't walk home. I trudge home. "Honey, you look awful!" my mom says when I walk in the door. "Gee, thanks, Mom. You really make me feel beautiful," I say sarcastically. "I'm sorry, honey. You just—uh… was it a busy day at work?" she asks. I just nod. "Go upstairs and take a hot bath. You'll feel a lot better," she tells me. I start to walk upstairs. "Oh, and use my moisturizing beads!" I walk into my mom's bathroom.
I grab her moisturizing beads and look around. I've never really looked around her bathroom. It has beige walls and a white sink. I walk back to my bathroom and turn the water on. Once it gets hot, I pour the bath beads under the running water. I step in and instantly feel better.
Friday:
"So you're sure you don't want to cancel our date because of the jerk that you're in love with?" Dallas asks me after school. "First of all, he's not a jerk… Okay, maybe he is, but the point is, I'm not in love with him," I snap. "Alright, alright, see you tonight," he says smiling and winking. He walks to his car and I'm stuck waiting for mine. My face breaks into a huge smile and I turn the other way to look for my mom.
"Somebody's happy," a voice says from behind me. I don't even look so I don't know who he is. "Who wants to know?" I ask. They take me by the shoulder and turn me around. "Austin," I mutter. "Why are you so mad at me all of a sudden? What the hell did I do to you?" he asks me. "Nothing, I'm just thinking about what happened on my last date," I say.
"You're mad at me because I saved you from being raped?" he asks me through clenched teeth. "You're mad because I saved your life? That guy could have killed you! Do you not see this big ugly thing on the side of my face? Do you want to know how I got that? Do you really want to know?"
"I know how you got it," I whisper. "No, I don't think you do," he says. "I do," I tell him. "Ask me how I got it," he says with an edge in his tone. "I know," I say. "Ask me," he demands angrily. "How did you get it?" I ask tears rolling down my face.
"Well, I was walking through town basically stalking this drunken girl who wandered away from her date to make sure she didn't get into any trouble and guess what she does? She happens to run into this guy who is also drunk and he just so happens to be a horny little fucker who wants a little joy ride from the girl. She was stupid enough to go with him. Right when she was going to go back to her date, he went in for a long kiss. You wanna know what I did? I saved her. I kicked the guy's ass and she had the nerve to fucking ask who I was. She didn't even care that she was about to get raped. All she fucking cared about was who I was. Finally, she left and I kicked the guy's ass some more. All of a sudden, he pulls out a knife, slashes my face, and runs away," he finishes his story and I'm full out bawling now.
"I'm a stupid girl, I know. Get over it. I am probably the dumbest girl you have ever met. I get it!" I exclaim. I look up at him and he looks angry. "I hope you get fucking raped and killed on this date," he tells me. How could he say something like that? He turns and punches the brick wall as hard as he can. I wince at the sound of the impact. "Are you okay?" I ask quietly.
"I'm fine," he says. He walks away, his hand dripping blood as he goes. "You know what? I don't see why you didn't just let that guy fuck you. You'd get a thrill out of it you mother fucking slutty little whore," he yells at me. My eyes spill even more tears. "Austin?" I say quietly. I take out my phone and call him even though I can still see him.
I see him take out his phone and look at who it was. Then he throws his phone down with full force. I see shards of glass (from the screen) and bits of plastic (from the case) fly everywhere. He doesn't know that I didn't mean it like that. I meant that… if he hadn't set up the date in the first place, none of this would have happened… I wish I could take it all back…
I slip on some skinny jeans and a red, long-sleeve, V-neck shirt. And of course, my signature boots. I put on a bit of blush and some eyeliner. I also put on some lip gloss, wink wink. I walk downstairs. "Ooh, what are you all dolled up for?" my mom asks me. "I'm not?" I say. "You're wearing more makeup than you usually do," she says smirking. "Oh, I'm going on a date tonight," I tell her. "When am I going to meet this boy?" she asks smiling.
I hear a knock on the door. "That should be him now," I say walking to open the door. "I got this," my mom says walking in front of me. She opens the door. "Hi, who are you?" she asks. "I'm Dallas, you must be Ally's sister," he says reaching out to shake her hand. "Oh, I like him already," my mom says smiling and shaking his hand.
"No, sweetie, I'm her mother," she says giggling. Dallas has a confused look on his face. "What kind of moisturizer do you use? You don't look nearly old enough to be Ally's mother. Unless you were about eight years old when you gave birth to her," Dallas says. "Oh, stop it," my mom says flattered. "Alright, Ally, do you wanna get out of here?" he asks me finally noticing I'm in the room.
We walk out to his car and he drives us to the movie theater. "Two tickets for The Last Exorcism please," he tells the ticket lady. She gives us our tickets and we walk inside. About halfway into the movie, still nothing scary had happened by the way, a boy in a black hoodie came and sat beside us on Dallas' side.
The hoodie was too familiar for my liking… but I decide to ignore it. I'm on a date with my crush and nothing is going to jeopardize that. The girl on the movie screen starts convulsing and then she starts screaming. Her fingers start breaking themselves and I have to hide in Dallas' chest. That sight was disgusting.
"It's okay, Ally. I'm here for you," Dallas says caressing my hair. This is actually pretty soothing. He wraps his arms around me and I look up at him. He leans down and I'm finally having my first kiss with Dallas. We're a few seconds into the kiss when boom! The guy in the hoodie starts choking and goes into a coughing fit. "Dude, are you alright?" Dallas asks. Curse him and his nice self.
The boy coughs one more time, nods his head and turns his attention back to the movie. "So, where were we?" Dallas asks leaning back down and kissing me again. The boy next to us coughs even harder this time. "Do you need some of my drink?" Dallas asks offering him his Pepsi. The boy waves it off and turns his attention back to the movie again. We start kissing one more time but once again the boy starts coughing.
I stand up, grab the chest of the boy's hoodie and yank him into the theater lobby. I really, really hope that this is Austin because I probably seem like a real bitch to him if it isn't. I grab his hood and pull it off of his head. "Austin… I knew it," I tell him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask him. "I came to watch The Last Exorcism," he tells me. "That's a damn lie," I tell him. "Says who?" he asks. "Says me. You've ruined my kiss, not one, not two, but three times. If you weren't trying to ruin my date, then why did you cough every single time we kissed?" I ask him. He doesn't answer.
"Just go," I tell him quietly. "Please. If I'm so stupid, slutty, and I'm such a whore, then why do you care so much about my relationships?" I turn around and walk back into the theater. "I'm back," I tell Dallas. "So what was that all about?" he asks. "Don't worry about it," I say with a wave of my hand. "So… do you wanna finish what was interrupted… three times?"
"Of course," he answers. We lean in and the gap is closed within seconds. I run my fingers through his hair and his slide down my back. Before we know it, the movie is over and we're on our way back to my house. Dallas drives with one hand because the other's fingers are intertwined with mine. When we get to my house, I bring Dallas up on to the porch.
"I had a really nice time tonight," I tell him smiling. "Can I count on a second date soon?" he asks me. I laugh and nod my head. "Of course, but only if I get a good night kiss," I tell him. He leans in and his lips just feel so perfect each time including this one. I hear the door open and I jump away from Dallas.
"Mom… hi!" I say. She jerks her head toward the inside of the house. "Well, I would invite you inside but I guess I need to go," I tell Dallas. "That's alright. I'll call you in about an hour," he says. Then he walks off of the porch and to his car. I watch him drive away then walk into the house. I sigh happily before looking at my mom.
"Sit," she tells me. I sit down at the dining room table across from her. I can't stop smiling. "We need to talk. First… did you use tongue?" she asks. "Mom! You sound like Trish!" I say. She narrows her eyes at me. "Maybe a little…" "What happened to that Austin boy?" she asks me. "He was cute." My smile fades at the sound of Austin's name. "He may be cute but he's just my French study buddy… and my chemistry partner," I add. "I heard he was your musical partner, too," she says.
"Who told you that?" I ask. "Little birdy told me," she says. "Okay, but that was in the past. He is not my partner anymore. If I had the choice to not see him ever again, I would pick that one. I don't want to write any more songs for him ever again," I say crossing my arms across my chest. "Oh, come on, give him another chance," she says.
"Give him another chance? Mom, do you realize how many chances he's wasted?" I ask. "About six." "Yet you kept giving him more chances," she reminds me. "That is exactly my problem. He wasted his last chance today and I'm not giving him any more," I tell her. "Okay, anyway, back to Dallas, you really like this boy, huh?" she asks. "Yeah, I've had a crush on him since forever," I say staring dreamily into space.
"Well, I think you should have this," she says sliding something across the table. I look down and see a condom. "Mom! I'm not gonna have sex with him!" I yell standing. "I thought you really liked him," she says confused. "I do but I'm not gonna have sex with him! I'm only fifteen years old!" I exclaim. "Well, my bad," she says slipping the condom into her pocket. I run up to my room and slam the door.
I wait about an hour then check my phone. I feel like one of those obsessive girlfriends who think the boyfriend has to call at exactly the time they say they will. Wait, did I just the words 'boyfriend' and 'girlfriend' talking about Dallas and I?
Well, are we boyfriend and girlfriend? I mean, we've only had one date. But we did kiss on this date… I don't want to ask him because that would seem weird, right?
Five minutes pass.
Ten minutes pass.
An hour passes.
I don't want to think too hard about this but… I don't know.
Ally, you're obsessing.
I know I am! I can't help it!
Just push him out of your mind.
How do I do that? He's always on my mind… except when I'm thinking about that asshole, Austin. Ugh, he just pisses me off.
Good, keep thinking like that.
What do you mean?
Get your mind off of you-know-who.
...
Who?
Dallas, you idiot!
You don't have to be so mean about—my phone is ringing! Maybe that's him!
I look at my phone and see… Austin. "What do you want, Austin? I thought you were mad at me," I say. "I just wanted to say I was sorry… for yelling at you and for… going on your date," he tells me. "I'm sorry." I hang up. He's said that too many times that he probably can just say it now without feeling any sincerity. I lay on my bed and attempt to go to sleep but I can't.
I stand up and pace around my room like an idiot. Maybe he thought my outfit looked weird… No, it can't be that. Because my outfits always look hot. I laugh at myself. I look for my songbook. Where is that damned thing? Oh, there it is, Ally. I pick it up and turn to a fresh page.
This is more than a typical kind of thing
Felt the jones in my bones when you were touchin' me
Oh, oh
Didn't wanna take it slow
In a daze, goin' crazed, I can barely think
You're replayin' in my brain
Find it hard to sleep
Oh, oh
Waitin' for my phone to blow
Now I'm here in a sticky situation
Got a little trouble
Yep, and now I'm pacin'
Five minutes
Ten minutes
Now it's been an hour
Don't wanna think too hard
But I'm sour
Oh, oh
I can't seem to let you go
See, I've been waiting all day
Okay, that's a lie. It hasn't been all day but it feels like all day.
For you to call me, baby
So let's get up
Let's get on it
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Come on
That's right
Honest, baby, I'll do
Anything you want to
So can we finish what we started?
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Come on
That's right
Cheerio
Did I just say cheerio? I believe I did…
What's the time
Such a crime
Not a single word
Sipping on a patron
No, you're not, Ally.
Just to calm my nerves
Oh, oh
Poppin' bottles by the phone
Oh yeah
Had me up
Had me down
Turn me inside out
That's enough
Call me up
Maybe I'm in doubt
Oh, oh
I don't even think you know
No, no
See I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby
So let's get up
Let's get on it
Don't you leave me broken hearted tonight
Come on
That's right
Honest baby I'll do
Anything you want to
So can we finish what we started?
Don't you leave me broken hearted tonight
Come on
That's right
Cheerio
Anything you wanna do
I'll be on it too
Everything you say is like go with the view
Business on the front
Party in the back
Maybe I was wrong
Was the outfit really whack?
This kinda thing doesn't happen usually
I'm on the opposite side of it, truthfully
I know you want it
So come and get it
Cheerio
See I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby
So let's get up
Let's get on it
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
See I've been waiting all day
For you to call me baby
So let's get up
Let's get on it
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Honest baby I'll do
Anything you want to
So can we finish what we started?
Don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight
Come on
That's right
Cheerio
When you gonna call?
Don't leave me brokenhearted
I've been waiting up
Let's finish what we started
Oh, oh
I can't seem to let you go
Come on
That's right
Cheerio
I really just wrote that song… Before I could think anything else, my phone starts ringing. I make a mad dash for it and see Dallas' name!
Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. You don't like that Ally's date with Dallas went well. It's just part of the story. Be patient. Spoiler: Something happens with him in either chapter 11 or chapter 12. Probably chapter 12. And we all know Ally will give Austin another chance. She's just like that.
-Kenzie