A/N I OWN NOTHING BUT MY OCs
Ally's POV
"Well" Shilio said, then held out his wrist as if he were checking a watch, despite the fact he wasn't wearing a watch. "I gotta go"
"Where are you going" I asked curiously.
"I signed an autograph-" He started to say, before Austin rudely interrupted him with a.
"Dude! You signed an autograph? That's awesome!" He shouted and raised his hand for a high five. Which Shilio high fived.
"Thanks Austin" He said with a pink blush creeping up checks and down his neck. "Anyways, he was pretty cute, so I'm going to go find him" Then turned on his heels and began to walk to the door.
"Wait!" Austin called. He looked over his shoulder.
"I thought we could keep working on the slow song" He said. Shilio's brow furrowed for a moment before he shook his head.
"Why don't you and Ally work on it? I mean you two work on all your other songs together. Why don't you just do the same thing with the slow one?" Shilio asked. Austin was quiet for a minute.
"I…guess" He said a little dejectedly. Shilio smiled, ruffled his hair, and was out the door, before Austin could utter his complaint.
Shilio's POV
Phase two of Operation: Auslly complete. Get Austin and Ally alone together. And they're working on a slow emotional song together. The love will be flowing in no time.
Ally's POV
"Let's go Austin" I said and began making my way to the practice room. I heard Austin mutter complaints under his breath, as he tied to fix his hair. I walked into the practice room and plopped down on the piano bench.
"So Austin what song do you want to sing" I ask turning to him, who had settled down in one of the chairs by the recording equipment.
"I dunno" He said.
"Okay then. Well since you sang Stand Up yesterday, that marked your second song about acceptance. And Shilio said that after your second song about acceptance you could sing a slow song about anyone or anything" I said, looking at Austin, expecting him to give me an answer or make some comment. But all he did was nod slowly. He had that far off look again, making him like some broken toy.
I glanced to where Austin was looking, to see if there was anything interesting on the wall. Of course there wasn't and Austin was just staring at a blank wall. Austin never zones out like this, especially not when his career's involved. Something was wrong.
"So, are you going to keep going with the acceptance theme" I asked.
"I dunno" Was Austin's response.
"Well if you don't want to do the acceptance theme, what do you want to sing about" I asked.
"I dunno" Austin answered again. I let out a frustrated sigh. That was starting to get annoying.
"Well do you want to sing a slow love song?" I asked already on my last nerve. It's not that I don't have patience, I once waited on hold for Comcast's customer service for three hours, just to complain about their customer service. But were on a deadline and we only have three days left, before Austin was to put up his new video.
"I dunno" That's it.
"Austin" I said through gritted teeth. He didn't look away from his wall spot.
"Austin, look at me" I demanded. He turned his head slowly and stared at me. "What's wrong? We're talking about your career and you're just sitting there, not caring. You need to tell me what's going on"
Austin stared at me for a moment before sucking in a deep breath. "Ally" He said before pausing. "I think I did a bad thing" I felt my eyes narrow, millions of possibilities running through my head.
"What bad thing" I asked slowly, afraid of the answer.
"I don't know if it even is a bad thing. It's just that there's a…pain in my chest and I don't like it. It hurts" Austin said. Austin was never good at explaining his emotions, which is why he usually puts his emotions into his music, so he can communicate them to people.
"Austin. I think that might be guilt" I said slowly, like talking to a child. "You'll feel better once you talk about it." Then I placed a hand on his knee. IT was a comforting gesture. My mother actually taught it to me…she taught me a lot of things. She was the first person to ever actually believe in my dream to become a songwriter. She gave me advice on how to put actual emotion into the songs I write. She gave me makeup tips, not that I ever wear much makeup some blush and a touch of lip gloss and that's it. She was always so supportive…and still is.
Despite what Austin, Trish, and Dez probably think my mom's not dead. She's just…gone. Mom was always the adventurous type, kind of a wild child in her late forties. I guess on day she got bored with being a stay at home mom and just decided to pack her bags and leave with nothing but a note as an explanation as to why she high tailed out of my life.
Of course I was sad, and for a while, despite what the note said I thought she had given up on me. Then a few weeks after the whole Austin stealing my song incident, I was scrolling through the comments, just to see what people thought of the song. After about thirty pages of: I LOVE U AUSTIN, AUSTIN WILL U MARRY ME?!, and the always popular UR SO HOT!, a comment caught my attention.
JustTheRightAmout: Congratulations My Little Star
My Little Star was my mom's pet name for me. For a moment my heart swelled at the thought of my mother contacting me, but the rational side of my brain crushed and soothes the swelling as it realized that anyone of Austin's insane crushers could have written it. Then I check the screen name again. Just the right amount was the first make up tip my mother ever gave me. And despite every rational sense, impulse, and nerve in my brain and I thought.
"My mother Maggie Dawson was proud of me" The same comment appeared on every one of Austin's videos and every time I read it my heart filled with joy. I shook my head trying to clear the thoughts of my mother from it. I turned back to Austin.
His expression was soft. He was currently chewing the bottom of his…soft looking pink lip. He looked like a deer caught in headlights that was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
"Austin. Please tell me" I quietly asked. He looked at me for a moment before nodding. Not to me though more like to himself. As if he was trying to get himself to say what he wanted to.
"Well" He began. "After Shilio ran off during the party, I felt incredibly guilty, for you know not following him to…I don't know comfort him…or something. Then Nate joined the table again and we all just started talking again. None of us mentioned the video or Shilio. Eventually, I had to go to the bathroom. So I went"
"Wait you went to the bathroom at the table" I asked shocked and disgusted.
"No, I went to the bathroom, in the bathroom" He said with a confused expression.
"Oh" I said looking at the ground hoping to cover the embarrassing blush on my face.
"Anyways, once I was done I left…and my dad was waiting for me." He said.
Flashback
Austin's POV
"Austin" Dad said. I looked up at him. He stood at 6'8 and despite his two month unemployment and various drinking binges still maintained his 294lbs of pure muscle. I often wonder how he got all those muscles. He says it's the genetics, but if that were true then I would be that muscular and not the lean beanpolish person I am.
"Yes dad" I asked, my eyes narrowing. He looked around cautiously, like at any moment ninja's would burst out and attack, and despite how cool that would be, I didn't think that would help the mood he seemed to be in. Dad roughly grabbed my shoulder and pulled me into a door next to the bathroom. It seemed to be a much smaller dining room. A long polished wooden table with eight chairs sat in the middle to the room. A wooden cabinet filled with expensive looking plates was propped up against a wall on the right.
"Austin, you need to answer me honestly and truthfully" He said. His voice was cold and hard. He had a no nonsense tone as well and to be perfectly honest it terrified me. I nodded.
"How long have you known that…boy" He asked completely serious, spitting out the word boy as if it was some awful tasting food or acid.
"Since Saturday "I answered immediately, not wanting to be under my father's gaze any longer then I already was. Dad's cold, but bright blue eyes hardened even more.
"And how did you two…meet." He asked as his voice grew thicker and more…judgmental.
"H-he came into the store wi-with some friends. H-he bought a guitar" I said unable to control my fearful suffering. I had never seen my father so…scary before. It was a miracle I could actually lie to him, of course it wasn't a total lie.
"Girls or boys" He practical shouted.
"Girls" I answered immediately, glad I didn't have to lie on that one.
"And did you know he was..that" He asked eyes narrowing and fists clenching at his sides.
"W-what do you mean" I asked. I knew what he meant, but had never in my entire life wanted t o be wrong.
"One of those things…a faggot" He spat out in a low whisper. My body froze. I wanted to day so many things like:
Yes.
Yes I knew and don't call him that.
Don't call him a faggot; he's my friend you fucking dead beat.
But all I could do is stutter out a pathetic "N-no" Dad looked at me for a moment. Then another. And another before finally crouching down to my eye level. Then he asked in the lowest whisper, but the most acidic.
"Did he ever…touch you? Or force himself on you? Do anything you're not comfortable with" I felt bile rise up my throat and a shiver run down my spine. Oh god. My dad just asked me if my friend…raped…me. I forced the bile down back into my stomach.
"No never" I said. No stuttering. Dad glared right into my eyes and I swear somewhere in the world a puppy just died of fear. Finally he rose to his full height and placed his rough hand on my shoulder.
"If he ever does tell me and I'll take care of it" Right down in the pit of my stomach I knew the 'it' was Shilio and I don't think Dad was talking about a phone call.
"Yes dad" I said in a monotone tone.
End Flashback
Ally's POV
"Oh god" I said gasping as I did so. I couldn't believe someone related to sweet, child-like, innocent Austin could say…those things. I had never met the Moons before and I never wanted to. The things Mr. Moon said to Austin were just…disgusting. I wanted to both vomit and punch Austin's father.
"I-is that why you're upset" I asked. Austin shook his head.
"During the rest of the party my dad kept his hand on my shoulder the entire time. I was so scared I didn't even look up then Shilio started his speech. I just sat there staring at my lap. When he started singing I didn't look up, when he squeezed my shoulder I didn't look up either." Austin looked up from the ground and stared right into my eyes.
"He raised his glass to me, I didn't raise mine back. I didn't even look at him as he trashed the party, humiliated people, or even when he ripped the table cloth of the table"
"I've always wanted to do that" I thought solemnly.
"Austin, so you didn't look at him. Is that your bad thing?" I asked confused. Austin made it sound awful, like he murdered a puppy or something. This wasn't so bad.
"No" Austin shook his head. "On the car ride back, we were all really quiet. None of us said anything. For the entire ride, not one word. When we got home, mom immediately went upstairs and fell asleep, while dad got out some bourbon. I just stood there in our doorway for a while, before making my way to my room. I changed into my PJs and went to make sure my dad was ok" He said then paused.
"Keep going" I encouraged. Austin sucked in another deep breath.
"I asked my dad if me was ok and he was really quiet for a moment before…he exploded. He hurled the bottle at the wall and began cussing. Saying how that was one of most disgusting things of all time. He kept shouting how gay people were like a disease. They should be cured or wiped out" Austin said. Then his voice started to get frantic.
"He was shouting and throwing things. I just wanted to calm him down" His head snapped to mine. "I really tried Ally. I tried, but he turned to me and starting saying how I was such a disappointment. That I was probably a fucking homo too."
Austin had tears glazed in his eyes and he was hyperventilating.
"Austin calm down" I said. It was useless.
"Then I said it. I don't know why I did, but I did. I just wanted my dad to stop. I regret it though Ally. I really do" He shouted. "I promise I cried myself to sleep. I felt so bad. And I just wanted it to stop" He shouted. My calming words had no effect.
"Austin" I shouted and grabbed his shoulders cutting off his ranting. "What did you say" I asked getting right to the problem.
"I-I told him I wasn't a homo. I told him that I thought all queers should be lined up and shot, because they don't deserve the air we breathe." He practically shouted. I couldn't help it. I let go of his shoulders with a gasp and scooted as far back on the piano bench as I could.
"Really" A new voice asked. I didn't even need to look over Austin's shoulder because I knew it was Shilio. I heard footsteps retreating the moment Austin turned to face him.
"Shilio" Austin called back to him. Of course he didn't come back.
"Ally" He asked frantically. I shook my head and stood up to follow Shilio.
"Ally where are you going?" Austin shouted and grabbed my wrist. I yanked my wrist free and turned to him.
"You said what you said, and now you have to figure out how to fix it." And with that I left Austin and his vulnerable state and followed a more vulnerable Shilio.
Austin's POV
I fucking messed up. My heart felt as if was broken into a million tiny pieces. Now not only is Ally mad at me, so is Shilio. Why? Why? Why the fuck couldn't I have just stopped being such a scared little boy and be a man. All I had to do was defend my friend and instead I cowered away from it. Now two of my best friends were mad at me and I had no fucking idea what to do. So I found someone who did...two someone's actually. I walked right into the show store and told Stephanie and Natalie that I needed their help and Shilio was involved. They quickly ushered their customers out the door and told me to talk. I told them what happen, just the end part, and they did exactly what I expected them to do.
They slapped me.
"Get. Out" Natalie…or Stephanie growled at me.
"Please don't I really need your help" I begged. I had no choice because I had no fucking idea what to do.
"To fucking bad." Stephanie…or Natalie said.
"How could you say something like that" Natalie…or was it Stephanie…they were both blonds and had blue eyes. They wore the same outfit so it was hard to tell them apart.
"I don't know. I feel awful" I said.
"You should. Shilio and Ally shouldn't even forgive you" One of the two sneered.
"Don't you think I fucking know that!" I shouted at them. My sudden burst of energy was gone as I slumped in my chair and said. "I just want them to know I'm sorry"
Both girls looked at me for the longest time. Then to each other. Then to me again.
"You really are sorry" One said. I nodded. The other one took a breath in.
"How far are you willing to go to let them know you're sorry" She asked. I looked her straight in the eye and said.
"As far as it takes." Both girls looked at each other.
"Are you a good dancer" One asked. My eyes narrowed as I nodded.
"Good. Cause you're going to need to be" The other said.
Shilio's POV
I've spent two hours with Ally Dawson and I could totally tell why their perfect for each other. Because their complete opposites and since opposites attract Auslly should be enviable. We were currently seated at one of the booths in the karaoke bar the mall had, called The Sing, Laugh, Love.
"Wow" How could I have not heard of this place?" Ally asked munching on her fourth pickle. I shrugged,
"I don't know. I love this place" I said as I turned to watch some guy murder Aerosmith's Dream On. To be honest I was glad I had the company. After trying and failing to find Ethan, I realized I still had Dez's laptop so, I went to return it. I was just leaving when I heard Austin shouting. So I had to investigate. I heard a good deal of the story so I knew Austin only said what he said out of panic. He didn't really mean it, but the fact that Austin actually said that…that's what hurt the most, not the actual words he said. I was out the door fairly quickly, but Ally had caught up with me. Too be honest she was probably more broken up then me about it.
So, I did the standard GBFF thing and took her for a non fat latté and listened to her problems. Eventually Ally and I decided to go to a place to escape the real world just for a little bit, so we went to the book store. We nestled ourselves in those comfy chairs they had at the end of the isles and got to reading. Ally was reading her book club book, while I chose a nice collection of stories by the original Master of Horror, Edgar Allen Poe. Once we had finished our respected books, I took Ally here, to get her mind off things and watch people poorly interpret and murder famous songs.
"So Shilio" She asked dipping her French fry in her ketchup. "How did you know".
I raised an eyebrow. "Know what"
"You know. That you" She made a gesture that looked like a baseball player hitting a ball. She made a clunk noise with her tongue and said "Batted for the other team"
"Oh" I said. "Well, some people will tell you that they've always known they were different and others say they always thought they were normal. For me I thought I was normal. When I was in kinder garden I told people I was fifty percent boy and fifty percent girl." Ally let out a mixed laugh and snort at that. I smiled at her.
"When I was young I watched my mom put on makeup and I thought, I can't wait to play with that stuff. Naturally I never did. But as I got older I never noticed girls and I never liked sports or stuff like that. Eventually the thought of me being gay turned into an acceptance" I said.
"Wow. It looks so much more complicated on T.V"
"It does" I said. I rested my elbow on the table, interlocked my fingers, and rested my chin on them. "So Ally, you're a shy singer, a songwriter for one of the most popular internet stars, president of the Mall Association, have stage fright, and are in the Cloud Watching Club" I said.
"Yeah" She said awkwardly slipping her water.
"Is there anything you're not good at" I asked.
"We'll I can't dance, and I can't perform on stage" She said. I made the keep going gesture. "Well, I'm not good at picking out fashion for myself" She said glancing at her floral skirt and vest combo.
"Me neither. For other people yes, for me no."
"I don't really know what fashions are coolio and hip" Ally said popping her collar. "It's like fashion is our weakest subject"
"Our kryptonite" I said. Suddenly inspiration struck me and I glanced to the empty stage. Normally there's a guy standing their introducing people, but he wasn't their today. Weird. "I'm gonna go up there and sing. Do you want to join me" I asked hopeful.
"No. I have stage fright" She said. I shrugged.
"Well forgive me for hoping it disappearing in the past thirty seconds" I said smiling. She smiled back. That smile plus Austin's arm around her waist. Us Weekly cover worthy. I turned and ran up the bar tender who also controlled the karaoke machine. He was young mid to late twenties with slicked back oily black hair and a goatee
"What will it be" He asked as I flipped through the pages looking for the right song.
"Number 387" I said. He raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. I hoped up on stage and walked right up to the mic.
"Hi I'm Shilio and I would like to say to you all Fashion is My Kryptonite." Then the music started.
Here we go now!
Here we go no-no-no-no-n-no-n-no-now!
Yo, yo look at me
Walkin' down the runway, like a V.I.P.
Just doin' my thing, with my girl Z
Yeah ya b-b-b-best, believe me
I tore the mic from the stand and began to strut up and down the stage.
Hey B, I'm doin' my thing
And when I say "What?", lemme hear you sing
We got the moves, we talk the talk
And now we're gonna show 'em we can walk the walk!
When we up in the club
It's easy to see
That we got style in our veins
'Cause fashion's what we breathe
When we up on the runway
We doing it right, right
R-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-right!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite...
I then began doing The Model Walk: Head straight, Shoulder's back, bored look to the audience, Jolie the leg for the finale, and then repeat.
Yo, yo we got them moves
Walkin' down the street, in our dancin' shoes
High-top's on, and I'm ready to roll
My super style, out of control
Hold up, I got somethin' to say
Our fashion sense's a-okay
Walkin' your way, so you better look grace
We're double dot of sugar and spice
When we walkin' like this
Everybody knows
That we got fashion in our blood
From our head to our toes
Nobody will argue
We lookin' so right, right
R-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-right
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
(Here we go now!)
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
(Here we go now!)
I placed my right hand on my hip and the then began to strut on stage rocking my head back and forth to the music.
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
(Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go
Here we go, here we go, here we go now!)
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Fashion is my kryptonite!
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
(Fashion is my kryptonite)
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
(Fashion is my kryptonite)
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
(Fashion is my kryptonite)
Walk, walk, work it right
Fashion is my kryptonite
Fashion is my kryptonite...
I ended my little show with my left hand on my hip and my right hand in the air. I placed the mic back on the stand and leaped off the stage, ignoring the whispers from customers as I made my way to Ally.
"Wow…that was…um" She said biting her lower lips, trying to think of a nice way to phrase what I knew everyone was thinking.
"They gayest thing ever" I offered sliding back into the booth.
"Um…yeah" she said awkwardly.
"I know I was making a point" I said.
"Is the point you're gay, because I got that" She said. I shook my head.
"No it's that even know you know you're totally going to embarrass yourself, you should still do or at least try it. I did and I gotta admit that was so fun" I said dragging out the word so.
"I know it's just…I'm not afraid to try…I'm afraid to fail" Ally said embarrassed.
"True if you try you could fail, but you could also be amazing at it. It's a lose-lose-win situation. You could not do anything, you could and fail, or you could and succeed. Does that help?" I said.
"That doesn't help at all" She said with a confused look. Before I could answer a voice interrupted us.
"Ally. Shilio" Trish yelled. She was holding a yellow flyer. Dez stood behind her. His ginger hair was messed up and he had lipstick marks on his face and down his neck.
"Why didn't you tell us about this" She demanded shoving the flyer in our faces. It read:
Austin Moon's Sorry Performance.
Where: The Food Court
When: 4:00pm
"Trish we had no idea about this" Ally said slightly panicked.
"Well why not" She demanded obviously angry for not telling her about the performance we had no idea about.
"Fill you in on the way" I said already out of my seat and placing thirty bucks on the table. Ally stood up and the four of us left The Sing, Laugh, Love.We explained what had happened what happened with Austin as we approached the food court. I was mostly silent, occasionally sipping my Coke I got from The Sing, Laugh, Love.
By the time we arrived at the food court a good sized crowd had circled themselves around something. The four of us had to push people out of the way, muttering apologies as we did, in order to get to the front of the crowd. Austin, Stephanie, and Natalie stood on various food court tables, they had moved together in order to create a pseudo stage. All three of them wore long tan trench coats, the kind flashers wear. Natalie wore black ballet flats, Stephanie wore black high heels, and I could see skin tight material run out from Austin's coat. It stopped at his ankles and he wore flat black shoes on his feet. With the footwear they were all about the same height. I looked up at him and for a moment our eyes met before they found the floor. I heard him sigh.
"Okay…I'm Austin Moon. And today I said something that hurt two really important people. Now I'm not here to beg for forgiveness, cause I know I don't deserve it, but I hope you know I really am sorry." He said. I kept staring at where the tables meet the ground, as I heard him and the girls drop the trench coats. I hopped the girls weren't naked and Austin wasn't shirtless and about to do some stripper moves or something. The wolf whistles and cat calls didn't help though.
"Go" He said. Then the music started. The moment…no the instant I heard the first beat, all my anger and hurt disappeared in an instant. My coke slipped from my fingers and fell to the ground, but I didn't notice.
"Oh. God. No." I thought. "No. No. Please god no. I forgive you Austin, just don't do it" Then I heard the first lyric…and it wasn't in her voice, it was Austin's.
Trish's POV
The moment I saw what was under Austin's coat, I immediately prayed to every deity I had ever heard of that Austin was doing what I thought he was doing. I prayed to God, Jesus, Allah, Zeus, Mars, Bradgelina, ect.
"Go" He said. Then the music started.
From that point on I could get multiple aggressive cancers and still die with a smile on my face. Then the lyrics started. It wasn't her, it was Austin's voice. That is when I decided today was the greatest day in my young life.
Dez's POV
I could not figure out for the life of me why Austin was wearing something so skin tight. He hated tight clothes that's why he switched from briefs to boxers the first chance he got. And the same with the sequined glove on his left hand. He was never a fan of Michael. He was neutral towards the King of Pop. And that diamond ring on his hand. I can't seem to remember Austin ever getting married.
"Go" He said. Then the music started. And it all made sense…sorta. Then Austin sang out the lyric and then all the puzzle piece's fell into place. Unlike in real life, trust me I've tried and all my dad did was yell at me for getting puzzle pieces on the floor.
Ally's POV
It was like my brain had gone into shock. I couldn't summon a single coherent thought. All I could do is mimic the motion of a fish breathing as Austin dropped the coat. Of course all the rage and anger melted away.
"Go" he said. Then the music started. And to be honest. It was the sweetest thing ever. He was doing this for Shilio…and me! Austin Moon was doing this for me! Then Austin sang the lyric.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
Shilio's POV
Austin Moon was doing the Single Ladies Dance.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies
Austin Freaking Moon was doing the Single Ladies Dance
Now put your hands up
Up in the club, we just broke up
I'm doing my own little thing
Decided to dip and now you wanna trip
Cause another brother noticed me
I'm up on him, he up on me
Don't pay him any attention
Just cried my tears, for three good years
Ya can't be mad at me
Austin Freaking Moon was doing the Single Ladies Dance with my friends
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
My Friends were doing the Single Ladies Dance with Austin Freaking Moon
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
I got gloss on my lips, a man on my hips
Got me tighter in my Dereon jeans
Acting up, drink in my cup
I can care less what you think
Austin Moon is…amazing at doing the Single Ladies Dance
I need no permission, did I mention
Don't pay him any attention
Cause you had your turn and now you gonna learn
What it really feels like to miss me
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
I wasn't up their doing the Single Ladies Dance with Austin Moon and my friends. I should change that.
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
I took my chance and leaped onto the makeshift stage, stood right next to Austin, and did the hand rotation with singing the chorus.
Oh, oh, oh
I beat Austin to it and sang the next verse doing the dance in perfect sync with the girls and surprisingly Austin.
Don't treat me to the things of the world
I'm not that kind of girl
Your love is what I prefer, what I deserve
Apparently Austin didn't like that because he beat me to the next line, but I got the next. So we began alternating lines doing the dance.
A: Here's a man that makes me then takes me
M: And delivers me to a destiny,
A: to infinity and beyond
M:Pull me into your arms,
A:say I'm the one you own
M:If you don't, you'll be alone
A: And like a ghost Ill be gone
We each sang the chorus together. Then Trish and Dez hopped up on stage and began to do the dance.
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies, all the single ladies
All the single ladies
Now put your hands up, oh, oh, oh
Ally's looked at the six of us, bit her bottom lip, and them leaped up on stage and tried to do the dance. I guess my words did help her. Of course she was an awful dancer and tripped over her own feet, only for Dez to catch her. One hand under her head the other under her waist.
Cause if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
Trish and Dez stood next to Ally and moved her limbs together trying to make it seem like she was doing the dance. Of course Trish and Dez couldn't sync up and were pretty much flailing her arms around like an idiot.
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it
Oh, oh, oh
Austin and I stopped singing and dancing. Both of us were breathing heavily. Our limbs hurt and our bodies ached, but all seven of us had huge smiles on our faces. Even as the crowd went wild and cheered for us.
I glanced over at Ally, she was in a similar position I was in after my Fashion song. Left hand on hip, right hand in the air. Her eyes looked so scared and her position was awkward, and I knew Ally Dawson would NEVER do anything like this ever again. But beneath the sadness in her eyes, was a twinkle. She looked giddy and happy. She didn't know it, but I did. Ally Dawson was in love.
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