Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading and reviewing.
Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally, 'Kiss Me' by Ed Sheeran or 'That's Where It Is' by Carrie Underwood.
Chapter 12
Ally and Trish let themselves back into the suite loaded down with shopping bags and laughing together. There had been a lot of laughter while they were shopping and Trish was grateful to see how much happier Ally was. The last couple of days had been good for her friend, Austin was good for her friend and Trish hoped that Ally was starting to see that.
There was no sign of the guys so they dropped their bags and kicked their feet up. Ally noticed the guitar on the table and several sheets of paper surrounding it. She started poking around and Trish frowned at her. "What are you doing?"
Ally smiled over at Trish as she picked up a sheet of paper and looked it over. "I'm trying to find out what the song is about. What does it look like I'm doing?"
Trish shook her head and laughed. "I'm not going to tell you not to look, you'll just tell me about the many times that Austin read your book."
"Exactly, he shouldn't be surprised that I looked if he's going to leave everything laying out like this,"Ally smiled as she finally focused on the sheet of paper and froze. She read the words that Austin had scribbled hurriedly. All she could see were the words, his words.
My heart's against your chest, your lips pressed to my neck
I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet
And with this feeling I'll forget, I'm in love now
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love
They were so beautiful, they made her heart ache. She knew that Austin had become a great song-writer on his own, but she had never heard him sing anything even close to those words sitting on the paper in her hand. She placed the paper back down gently and looked at Trish with her heart in her eyes.
Trish sat up straighter and reached for the paper, read the words, smiled at Ally. "You're right you know," Trish said, clearing the tears out of her throat before they could embarrass her.
Ally looked at her, drawing her brows together in confusion. "Right about what?" she wondered.
Trish shook the paper at Ally before setting it back on the table. "You're right. That song is about you."
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They had retired to their rooms to change for their night out. Ally's bags were all over the bed as she tried to decide what to wear that night. She was standing in front of her mirror holding first one then another dress up to her underwear clad body. She finally decided that the shorter dress would work and she hung the other one back up.
She was just pulling on her chosen dress for the night, a hot pink, silk wrap dress when a tapping came at her door and it began to swing open. Since she was still trying to fasten the dress, it gaped open leaving the front of her body completely exposed.
"Trish," Ally called softly as she turned to face the door. "You do not get to pick out my outfit tonight."
Austin chuckled as he walked into her room and shut the door behind him, he looked windblown and tan. He smiled at Ally as he walked toward her. "Do I get a say in your outfit?" he asked. "Because I like that one." He waved a hand to indicate the dress she was wearing, or half-wearing as the front of her dress was still hanging open.
Ally squealed as she turned away from Austin and struggled with her dress, fastening it quickly and smoothing the skirt. She was flushing deeply when she looked back at him and saw the lust flaring in his eyes.
Ally laughed as she raised her eyebrow at him. "I'm glad you like it," she said.
He let his eyes wander over her, her dress was clinging in all the right places and the color was amazing on her. "No, no problem with the dress. I really liked watching you put it on, but I'd rather watch you take it off."
He walked closer to her and touched her bare shoulder, drawing his fingers down her arm lightly, causing goose bumps to rise. Ally shivered and smiled up at Austin before taking a step back, crossing her arms over her chest and rubbing her hands up and down her arms.
Austin frowned as he watched her pull away from him and close herself off. He knew her so well that he was immediately aware of the change in her mood. "Hey," he said softly. "What's wrong?"
She shook her head and tried to focus her thoughts, which was difficult because he was so close to her, filling her senses until all she could see, all she could smell, all she could feel was him.
He took a step closer and wound his arms around her, pulling her close, laying his head on hers, feeling her breathe. "Ally?" he questioned softly. "Are you okay?"
She nodded against him as she finally relaxed in his arms. "What are we doing?"
Austin frowned again, not ready to have this conversation yet. He didn't want anything to change, he liked the way this weekend was going. But things would have to be said, feelings would have to be explored, sooner rather than later.
"We're just enjoying a weekend together with our friends," he almost whispered in her hair. "We're doing something with each other that, I for one, have wanted to do for a very long time. I don't have all the answers for you yet, I know you're full of questions."
She nodded her head against him again, but Ally didn't speak as she waited for him to continue.
"I have questions that I need answered, too. I just want to wait one more night, let's just enjoy one more night, just us and our friends before we ask and answer. Besides, Dez and Trish are leaving tomorrow and then we'll be alone. One night alone, before we go home and face everyone, everything. Just one more night."
She took a deep breath and thought hard and quickly. One more night with their friends and then time alone with Austin before flying to Florida and heading back to the real world. She nodded one more time against him. "Okay, tonight we just enjoy our friends and tomorrow we deal with everything else," she said softly, pulling back so she could look up in his eyes.
She saw so much there, so much love, so much understanding, and just as much fear as she was feeling, that her breath caught. Ally's eyes shone up into Austin's and he was falling into the chocolate depths, finding it hard to focus on anything but her.
"Tomorrow," he promised as he leaned down to kiss her, gently at first but increasing in passion until neither of them could breathe anymore and they had to pull away and lean on each other to catch their breath.
When Ally's brain began to work again she swore under her breath softly. "I forgot to change my flight," she said trying to untangle herself from him so she could rectify that.
Austin tightened his arms and kept her close. "I already called the label and had them make reservations for us, you just need to cancel your flight to L.A."
"You are surprising," Ally said sinking into his embrace once again.
"Why am I surprising?" he asked, looking down at her snuggled in his arms.
Ally tilted her head up and smiled a slow, sweet smile. "You just are."
He shook his head at her and dropped a kiss on the crown of her head. "I need to run through the shower and change if I'm going to be ready to leave when we need to. I just wanted to see how your afternoon was."
She let him pull away and watched him walk to her door. Ally wandered back to the bathroom to finish her hair and makeup for their evening out, her mind whirling with possibilities.
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Ally was the first one done and she waited alone for a moment before retrieving her book from her room and picking up the guitar that Austin had procured. She strummed absently for a moment before words began to appear in her head. She leaned over the instrument in her lap and began to write.
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Austin stepped out of his room and was captivated by the sight and sound in front of him. Ally focused on the guitar in her hands playing softly, her head held high as she sang, eyes closed enveloped in the song.
In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss,
When I'm in your arms, that's where it is,
When we're tangled up and can't resist,
When we feel that rush, that's where it is
In the sweetest smile, on a night like this,
And a tender touch, that's where it is,
When we're tangled up, and can't resist,
When we feel that rush, that's where it is,
That's where it is
She finished singing her cheeks flushed as she bent over and scribbled again in her book. Ally sat up straighter and looked at Austin when he began clapping softly. She smiled a smile so bright, it lit her face and he couldn't tear his eyes away.
"That was beautiful," he said entering the room and crossing to sit beside her on the couch. "It seems we've both been caught by the writing bug this weekend."
Ally continued to grin at him as she nodded her agreement. "Yeah, I guess so. I hope you don't mind that I was using your guitar."
He glanced down at the instrument on her lap and smiled. "Of course not. But you should put it away for now, we need to leave soon."
She smiled back and set the guitar gently on the table in front of her and relaxed back on the couch crossing her tanned legs and enjoying the look of fascination on Austin's face as he couldn't seem to lift his gaze from her legs. He reached out about to skim his hand along her thigh when there was a banging at the door of the suite.
Ally raised her eyebrow as Austin glanced at her quizzically. He stood and crossed to the door opening it for Trish and Dez who walked in arguing.
"No Dez," Trish sounded exasperated. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you, but Zebras are real. Remember, we saw some at the zoo back home."
She looked over at Ally, who had risen to greet them, and rolled her eyes. Dez was about to argue some more when Trish raised a hand to stop him. "I don't want to talk about this anymore. Can we continue this absurd argument another time?"
Dez tilted his head, taking in his Latina friend's angry visage and swallowed. "Of course, can I pencil you in for Thursday? Maybe eleven forty-three?"
Trish just laughed and agreed. "Sure. Whatever."
Ally looked down at Trish and smiled. "Will he remember about that?"
Trish just shook her head and shrugged. "Who knows?" she laughed.
Austin grabbed his navy jacket and slid it on over his striped button-down. "Hey," he wondered. "Why didn't you guys just come through my room?"
"Oh, we called downstairs and had them close off our room," Trish answered loudly. "To give you two time to figure out what's going on."
Ally blushed and looked at Trish in shock.
Dez nodded and said, "We also changed our flights to eleven tomorrow so we need to leave here around nine. We'll make arrangements with the driver tonight and then you don't need to worry about us until sometime on Monday, after you get to Miami.
Austin and Ally exchanged glances and heat flashed between them, they almost wished they could cancel their plans this evening and take advantage of the empty suite. Ally shook her head and looked away from Austin's heated gaze. He took a deep breath and smiled at Dez. "Dude, it will be great to get some time to hang out back home."
The four friends exited the suite and made their way downstairs to the car. They spent the evening at the Mirage. Dinner at Spano, the Brazilian grill, was fabulous and the girls laughed at the guys as they tried to see how much they could eat, Dez won. They enjoyed the Cirque show 'The Beatles' and the drive back to the Bellagio was filled with singing and laughter. They made their way back upstairs and said goodnight in the hallway before letting themselves into their separate rooms.
