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This is bad.
Ohhh, this is very very bad.
Ally's brown orbs filled her face in shock when she saw the young waiter make his way towards their table. Two plates were carried high on his arms, one piled high with food and another filled with the proper amount of food that a human being should be capable of consuming.
Austin chuckled slightly at her expression. Delighted in her surprise of the amount that she had ordered.
Maybe he's taking it to another table. PLEASE let him take it out to another table.
The waiter continued to make his way through the maze of tables, oblivious to Ally's telepathic signals.
The waiter gracefully slid their plates from his expertise hands to the table, placing the plate of steak and vegetables before Austin and a burger the size of Kansas in front of Ally.
"Enjoy!" The peppy voice called as he ran off to refill glasses.
Ohhhh, this has taken bad to a new level.
Austin coughed into his arm, but failed to hide the enormous grin covering his face.
"I didn't know you could eat this much. A bit unattractive on a first date, don't you think?" Austin comically raised his eyebrows.
"Austin!" She scolded, "I didn't think the order would be this big." She shyly picked up her fork, and using the spears poked the bread gently.
Austin laughed louder, not bothering to hide it in this time around either. He loved the way she made him feel. It was like he was free, lost in his world, for once he could be Austin Moon.
Not the Austin Moon.
"You know for being on a date. You're not being very nice." Ally sighed, placing the fork on the napkin and crossing her arms in defiance.
"So we are on a date?" Austin smirked, happy to catch her use of the word. He leaned forward, waiting for her blush.
1.. 2. .3. . and right on a cue, the faint color of pink spread through her cheeks.
"Friend lunch." She corrected him curtly, lifting her fork and knife to prepare to cut through this monstrous hamburger.
Austin smiled at her attempts to change the subject, and leaned back satisfied, "Sure, sure." He caught her eye and gave her a brief wink, before digging into his own food.
Ally quickly cast her eyes down, focusing on her lunch.
It was a friend lunch. No, it had to be a friend lunch.
There was no way she would let her guard down again, especially not around Austin Moon.
Sure, he was sweet, comical and fun. But hadn't they all been? She had been with these pop star types before, well more specifically she had been with one pop star type before.
She still remembers the way Dallas used to hold her.
Yes, Dallas Carter, the number one greatest sensation before the Austies generation came to be. He had been the cause of her three point theory, the one her instinctive lawyer senses had provoked on a lonely Sunday night.
To love, to use, to leave.
He loved her, he had sex with her and then he left her. It was valid. And it had happened again, with Austin Moon. Thus, leading to her restrictions, the three point plan is primarily followed by singers, actors, and pop stars.
And the worst part to it all, was that it made sense. Why would anyone want to go out with simple Ally Dawson, when models roam around their houses?
Exactly, her theory worked. Except for the small error, of Austin coming back.
He was supposed to love me, then have sex with me, then leave.
But he didn't leave, if anything he came begging back. Ally bit down on her burger deep in thought.
He was the one fault in her theory.
But, she was sure. A midway fault perhaps, could he possibly be trying to get her to fall in love with him again? A double, three point plan.
That would be low. Ally squinted in concentration.
I won't let it happen. Austin was her new plan. She would be his friend, he would get her the promotion and then she would accidently delete his number from her phone.
It was her new three point plan, and she was sure it would beat his.
"Whatchu thinking about?" Austin lifted his hand up to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. He took the time, to jokingly poke her chipmunk cheek in the process.
"On how I'm going to eat this?!" Ally giggled good- naturedly, reaching over to poke his cheek in return. She gasped silently as his dimple, dented the skin beneath her forefinger.
Of course, he has dimples. Like he's not attractive enough, God just had to add dimples.
Austin gently lifted his hand to remove her frozen finger from his cheek. He smiled, as she quickly caught on, shoving her hand beneath the table and continuing to eat with her non- dominant hand.
"Can I play you something?" Austin burst out suddenly, keeping his eyes focused on hers. Her eyes widened slightly and the eyelashes framing them fluttered in result.
"Sure." She nodded, lost at his sudden personality change.
His features brightened instantly and he rushed his way out of the booth and towards the piano.
Still is supposed to be playing C major. Ally grimaced as she listened to the symphony continue, quietly praying that Austin had full knowledge of the use of majors versus minors.
The melody came to an abrupt halt and the diners looked around, interested in the sudden turn of events.
Ally giggled to herself, as she sipped her water. The pianist awkwardly stood around, as Austin plopped himself contently down in his place.
Raising his voice, he spoke, "Hi everyone! I'm Austin. And I wanna play a song for my friend." He waved his hand toward Ally. "Hope you like it!" He tagged.
Like a child. He's like an absolute toddler. But he does what he wants and doesn't let anything get in his way. Not even a rejection letter. Ally closed her eyes and brought back the memories. Then a soothing melody came along, almost like the light color turquoise was swirling around her. Soft, sweet and melodious. She could lose herself for hours on end.
Then it became sadder, curls and strains of blue being added into the mix. It was entrapping her, the way the harmony mixed with the melody. Austin's hands raced across the piano, speed picking up and splashes of red adding to the mix. Power, strength, determination and then. . .
Turquoise once more. The red disappeared, but its presence still had been there. The red had still taken control, before calming out into a sweet yellow and soft blue hue of relaxation. The song came to a quiet halt, and all color faded to black. Ally opened her eyes again, taking in the clapping restaurant and the cheeky blonde boy, bowing his way back to their table.
He nonchalantly fell into the booth, like playing the piece was nothing. Simply the normal day's errands.
"So, what'd you think?" He sipped his water, keeping his eyes trained on hers.
"It was beautiful, powerful and sweet all at the same." She gave a modest review, keeping the fact to herself that if the song was ever available on ITunes, she would be one of the first fangirls to buy it.
"Thanks." He smiled, "I wrote it last night. Well the ending last night at least. Took me a week to finish. I still need to write the lyrics." He muttered the last part, reminding himself of the work he still had planned.
"No!" Ally's eyes sparked, and she quickly calmed herself, catching the fright in Austin's eyes, "I mean, it doesn't need lyrics. Sometimes when you add to many glitters and sparkles, you lose the real beauty. The pure piece is really good, Austin, just show them tha-"
"No one wants to hear that, but me and you." Austin shook his head dejectedly. "What makes a song popular is the lyrics. Have you ever heard a number one song that doesn't have lyrics or a sick beat?"
"Yeah." Ally nodded. "The one you just played." Her voice gradually rose. He had talent and the most amazing song in the world in his hands. She just couldn't understand why a record company would reject it without a catchy tune.
"That's why I showed it to you. I knew you'd get it." He spoke. "You get me." Austin spoke, soft enough for Ally's ears to hear. He looked up, catching her gaze in his. A soft smile spread across both their cheeks.
"I wanted you to hear a song before it gets changed." He reached over to poke her cheek again, causing a giggle to erupt as their little game of touching returned.
"I loved it. Thank you." Ally thanked him sincerely. It had been a long time, since she had listened to music in that way. She couldn't remember the last time; she had closed her eyes and let the music paint her a picture.
"Any time." He picked up his fork again, returning to his meal. He speared a carrot lying on his plate.
"Austin?" Ally tucked an arm under her chin.
"Hmm?" He glanced up, his cheek stuffed with food.
"What's the title of the song?"
Austin's eyes crinkled into a smile at her question and a soft pink tint covered his cheeks.
"I named it 'Ally.'"
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AWWW, he wrote her a songgg.. isn't that just adorable.. I feel like that needs to happen in a&a, lool.. but will ally still use him even though Austin is like adorable? Or will she fall in love? Ahh so many questions to be answered! So defo keep reading!
Srry for the late update too. No worries, tho! I am back and writing, so expect a lot better updates.. haha
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