Chapter 9- She Doesn't Fall

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Austin's POV

I slip on a grey beanie over my head and slip my sunglasses onto my face before I step out of the change room. I didn't remember much of what happened an hour ago but I knew that the paparazzi were here and I did not need to be spotted right now.

I walk to an empty chair and plop down, my mind reeling from the past event.

Flashback…

After I turned off our conversation, I let my mind drift on Ally. Luckily, I was wearing sunglasses so she didn't see me. For all I knew, she probably thought I was asleep. Anyway, I thought of how lucky I was to have been with Ally. This whole place, with all these people and I end up picking the chair next to hers. Speaking of sitting next to Ally, I tilt my head sideways and surprise myself when I felt like my jaw was going to drop. I mean, I have had a bunch of girlfriend's in the past and we have gone to the beach together and other stuff where I have seen them exposed but Ally was stunning. Her body, her curves, everything. The sun gave her skin such a nice tanned colour and her soft locks blew slightly with the wind. She was perfect.

I felt like shaking my head. I have never thought about any girl like that before. I mean, my past relationships were nice and comfortable but every girl was so fake and they seemed to worship me. This made it hard to have an honest conversation. But with Ally, she was the exact opposite. She didn't care about me at all. Even after I continuously chased her since the day I arrived at school. Now, thinking back, maybe that is what pushed her away. She already thought I was a player so having me chasing her like that must've been quite annoying. Yet, I knew that as soon as school started again, I was going to keep doing it.

I huffed out a quiet breath and thought maybe I would talk to her about it later. I peek to the side and see that Ally has turned back to look at the ocean. I smile and turn to look at the slow waves too. My eyes blink slowly as I watch the water hit the shore and then pull back. My head starts to nod and I feel myself fall asleep.

Later…

I feel a sharp pain on my earlobe and I stir. What was happening? I try to move but feel a heavy weight pinning me down. Then, I just decide to ignore it and I start to slowly doze off again. That is, until, something grinds itself into my object. I immediately turn hard and feel tingles swimming up to my stomach. I snap my eyes open and see beautiful brown eyes staring at me with worry. I furrow my eyebrows and then am aware of my surroundings. I can feel Ally on top of me, her breast pressed against mine, making me turn on even more. I also feel warmth seeping into my head where her hands were placed. They were not necessarily grasping my hair but spread wide, as if trying to cover it. I look up at her and she blushes. I cock my head slightly, waiting for an explanation but not pushing her off. I had to admit that I was enjoying this too much.

Suddenly, voices come from somewhere close by and I feel Ally tense. I had enough common sense not to speak and we both strained our ears to listen.

"I don't understand," someone says. The others mumble something too.

"That little girl said she saw him," one with a feminine voice says. My eyes widen when I realize that they were paparazzi. I started to panic a little and only afterwards did I feel embarrassed, seeing Ally look at me with concern.

"Well, I guess she saw wrong. The only thing here is… a couple acting sexual." At his words, my breathing becomes shallow and I heat up. I sneak a glance at Ally and see that she is blushing. I smile at this, knowing that at least she feels something about this situation too.

Finally, after a long period of time, the voices become fainter and the footsteps retreat. I sigh in relief and suddenly, all the heat I had just disappears. I fight back a whimper when I see Ally getting up and brushing the invisible sand from her body. She looks down the beach and I see the group of paparazzi even mixed with a bunch of girls walking farther away. Finally, I seem to realize what just happened. Ally had just saved me, basically. Again. And through most of it, I was knocked out. Great Austin. You're amazing. I take in a deep breath and attempt to slow down my heart. It doesn't work as long as I am looking at Ally.

There I go again! Why am I acting like this? I never had to chase girls in the past. They came to me. But, I guess there really was something more special about Ally. Maybe I was actually starting to like her. Not just play. But, that would never work. One, because he had to keep his 'bad boy, player' act. His parents- shockingly- said that this was a good way to attract attention. Apparently everyone loves sexy troublemakers. Anyway, I also can't like Ally more than this playful friendship we are starting to develop because, oh yeah, she barely wants anything to do with me.

For some odd reason, that thought upset me. I quickly brushed it away though. I look up and a smile makes its way onto my lips at the sight of Ally, standing in front of me. She is looking into the distance, playing with the end of her hair. Suddenly, confusion slams into me and I replace my previous thoughts about Ally and my relationship and instead think of the memory that just happened minutes ago.

I feel my legs move forward without my input and then, I see my hand reaching and then resting on Ally's shoulder. Sudden warmth travels up my arm but, I just push it away, thinking it was nothing.

"Ally, what you did before… why? I mean, why did you…?" I can't think of anything more proper to say at the moment and I curse under my breath. What is happening to your skills, Austin? I think this and remember all those times when I've flashed my heart melting smile and wooed every girl with my words. But, something was happening to me. Or someone was making this happen.

"Hey, it's cool. I helped you with the paparazzi like before. It's no big deal," Ally says this and I frown without realizing it. We were just pressed up together and I knew that I wasn't the only one who felt something. And I know that it was a big deal. Austin! Stop! You know that nothing can happen. I feel like groaning and splashing cool, salty water onto my face to clear my head. But, the rest of my brain doesn't agree with that plan. Instead, it tells me mouth to say what I usually do after this situation.

"Well, to thank you, can I take you out to dinner later?" I say, staring at her. Ally hesitates for a moment and then, smiles. My eyes instantly light up, thinking that she was actually going to except my offer. Unfortunately, I missed the mischievous glint in her eyes.

"No. But, since I am quite hungry, you can drive me home so I can make some dinner. Thank you!" Ally's voice rings clear and I almost get entranced by it. Sadly, I understood that she had rejected me… again. I huff out an annoyed breath and turn around to follow the brunette to where the change rooms were.

End of flashback…

I play with my fingers after thinking back to what had happened. I decided that I would dwell on my feelings later. So, after countless minutes of arguing with myself, I decided that I would think about this soon, but not now. And perfect timing too, for as soon as I collected myself, Ally appeared from the female change room, her hand moving to position her purse on her shoulder. I smiled when Ally spotted me and she walked up to me. I stood up and without speaking- because I knew she would understand- I turned and walked out into the open air and onto the hot sand. Just as I knew she would, Ally followed beside me, also without a word. It was not uncomfortable though. We were enjoying each other's company and the Miami weather.

Then, Ally visibly stilled next to me. I turned to look at her and her mouth is open, looking like she is about to groan. Her face suddenly becomes paler and she looks at me, both annoyed and worried.

"Austin," Ally says, like she has no more energy. I wait for her to continue, my stance ready if she feels like fainting or something because she seriously looks ill. But, who would've thought that I was the one who was about to faint when Ally uttered her next sentence.

"Austin, look behind you." My stomach churned as I quickly whipped around. I knew this was not going to be good. And was I ever right. Only a couple short meters away, I saw a huge mob of fans, adults, reporters and paparazzi. Everyone was screaming, the cameras were already raised and sand was kicking up everywhere as the crowd rushed in our direction. And I knew that it wasn't just in our direction, they were headed directly at us, because even with my cover, they knew.

"Austin…," Ally trails off with worry laced in her voice. But, she didn't have to finish. I could guess what she wanted to say. This was not going to be good.

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