I'm so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so sorry I haven't updated since before Christmas. And I hate when people do this but, I need 90 reviews before I post the next chapter. The next chapter is actually the last one...D:
There is a scene in this story that completely comes from Titanic... sort of.
Turns out that Ally didn't really want him, she was just saying random thing in her sleep.
But, Austin still wondered what she was dreaming about. It was still dark outside, and he very clearly wasn't getting any sleep tonight.
His heart was thumping with the intensity of a thousand drums echoing in a cave. His mind raced at the speed of light and sound, turning everything he'd ever known over and over again in his head. He was confused.
It was chilly outside for the Southern Atlantic, but inside was claustrophobic, and people were staring at him. Laughing silently. Watching him. Knowing he was confused. Conflicted. They wouldn't help. None of them would.
They laughed at him because he was in love, and he didn't know how to deal with it.
... ... ...
It was seven o'clock now, and Riker was perfectly on time. He wasn't dressed terribly fancy, but not too casual. He wore a leather jacket over a white button down shirt, a pair of nice jeans, and black Sperry's.
Ally had on a dress that stopped just above her knees. It was black, and swirled up her body like a cyclone. The bust was purple and covered in black lace. She had decided to straighten her hair, and put on a purple smokey makeup look.
No way did she look like Ally Dawson.
"Ready to go?" Riker offered his arm, and together they strolled down the hallway.
... ... ...
An hour later, and completely fed up, Ally was running down the promenade deck, praying that no one would try to stop her.
To the best of her luck, no one did.
When she reached the back of the ship, she slipped her shoes off and climbed over the railing. (1) Holding herself up with her arms, she leaned out and looked at the water.
She was fed up with everything. Her father. Just men in general. Men always say women make crazy assumptions without reasoning, but what reason do men have to cheat? It's not fair. She was tired of being used as a toy, something people can throw away when they're done.
She was going to jump. It's too bad her vacation had to end like this. Before she could jump, someone said from behind her, "Don't do it."
"Go away, Austin."
"I'm not going away until you come back over here."
"I'm not coming over there until you go away."
"Look, if you jump in, I'm coming in after you."
"No you won't."
"Yes I will."
"Go away."
"You won't do it."
"Excuse me?"
"You won't jump."
"Who are you to tell me what I will and won't do?"
"You aren't going to jump."
"Yes, I am."
"No, you aren't. Just give me your hand, I'll pull you back over."
Without her realizing it, Austin had gotten close to her. She turned around slowly and grabbed his hand.
She stepped up once with no problem.
When she tried to step up again, however, she slipped on the cold sweat that had been forming on her feet.
She was dangling now, both hands holding on to Austin's wrist. He struggled in grasping on to her. He heaved with all his might until she was over the railing and on the ground beneath him. Her eyes were filled with hate and resentment, yet love and wanting. How had he not noticed it before?
Softly, he said, "Is this a habit of yours, falling off of stuff?"
She laughed and let a tear slide down her wind-burned cheeks. "Shut up."
"On one condition..."
"What condition?"
"You never try to do that again, Ally."
"I won't."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"You're too good for that. My brother is just an ass."
"How did you know this was about your brother?"
"You aren't the first one he's played, Ally."
"There have been others?"
"Tons."
"Now I feel even more stupid."
"Don't."
"Too late."
"Hey, Ally?"
"How do you feel about my brother?"
Ally thought back to the date.
She had actually been picturing what it would've been like if it were her and Austin, not her and Riker.
She had pictured Austin in his place the entire time.
Honestly, it look almost perfect.
"He's a dick."
"Correct."
"He's an attractive dick."
"Also correct. And, how do you feel about me?"
"You're amazing, the complete opposite of your brother."
"Correct again."
When their lips touched, the whole world exploded in fire and explosions. Her stomach flipped and flopped. His heart raced and stopped.
When they pulled away, the only thing she could think about was the feel of his lips on hers.
Until her father pulled Austin off her. "Stay away from my daughter, freak!"
"Daddy!" Ally gasped.
"Ally, come on. We're leaving. You've spent enough time with these people."
She looked from Austin, whom she had known for a total of 6 days, and her father, whom she had known her entire life. "Yes, sir."
"Ally-" Austin started.
"I'm sorry, Austin."
"Bye, I guess."
"Bye."
When they walked away, Ally turned around and waved.
He looked at her hand.
"Meet me here later. Midnight."
...so...yeah...
(1)-There is no way they would let you close to the real back of the ship on a cruise.
Um... if you like Zelda, you might like the new story I'm going to be writing. It's called "Symphony of the Goddess." It's set in Skyward Sword, and it starts out exactly the same, but the storyline changes, and I morph it into my own.
Please please please please please please please please please please please please please please read it.
After I post it, of course.
