My mom came in and I told her that this was english homework. :) Oh well, what she doesn't know won't hurt her. Besides I'd much rather right this chapter than do my actual english homework so here you go! Thanks for the reviews!

Austin POV:

"This is hopeless!" I screamed as I slammed my fists on the table. The frustration was taking me over and every part of my just wanted to punch something.

"No it's not," Ally said while grabbing my hands as if she could read my mind. After we finished the painting we had decided to get some songwriting in while the paint dried. A hundred crumpled pieced of paper and a few broken pencils later, I was throwing things across the room. Ally sat on the couch and patiently waited as I flung books against the wall. She was smart enough to know that trying to talk to me when I was this frustrated, wasn't going to get us anywhere.

"We've been trying to write this song for over two hours! It's impossible!" I shouted. The notes were all there but the lyrics were all over the place. At one point I wrote a song about not being able to write songs. I thought it was good, but Ally said those lyrics had too many curse words in them.

"Nothing is impossible, the word itself says 'I'm possible'" Ally said still gripping onto my hands.

I smiled, "I always knew Audrey Hepburn was smart."

The smile on her face matched mine and she released my hands, finally deciding I was no longer a danger to myself or the books around me. "Just write down what you're thinking. Write about something that matters to you, and pretty soon you'll have a song."

"Okay let me try," I picked up a new uncrumpled piece of paper and thought hard.

"Well..."

"Hows this? I want pancakes and srawberry milkshakes, I guess I'm always in the mood for some super delicious food!" I sang.

"Well...it rhymed?" she said giving me a forced smile.

I whined, "I can't do this!" I slumped in my seat and threw my head back.

"Yes you can! You're overthinking things, you just need to let the lyrics flow. Right now the only enemy is yourself. But seriously, pancakes and milkshakes? What were you thinking!?"

My head shot up and I grabbed the pencil from Ally's hand.

"Hey I-"

"How does this sound?" I said interrupting her.

Sometimes, I get in my own way
I need someone to say
"Hey, what are you thinking?"
Your words, they're always just in time
Just like a perfect rhyme
Like, you're not even trying

The lyrics were a lot easier to think of then I thought it would be. As I sang I knew exactly who I was singing about. The words fit perfectly as if they fell into place on it's own.

She grinned, it looks like she knew who I was singing about too. She smiled shyly as I finished, "It's a lot better than the pancake song."

I rolled my eyes, "Yea yea whatever."

She laughed, "I love it! What else do you have?"

"Else? Do you know how hard it was to come up with that part? I think I'm done for the day," I stood up and was about to head for the door when a small hand was placed on my chest.

"Austin..." she said with a warning in her voice. I reluctantly made my way back to the seat next to Ally.

"I can't think of anything else. We can write it together!" I begged. When I saw her hesitate I gave her my best puppy-dog face. "Pwetty pwease?" I begged.

She groaned, "You're impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible Ally," I smirked. She rolled her eyes and took the paper from my hands. She hummed the tune out loud and scribbled something on the paper and handed it back to me.

Like pieces of a puzzle
Without each other,
We're in trouble, trouble

Hey (Hey), I will always stay
By your side forever
'Cause we're better together

I sung the words out loud and I felt the smile on my face grow as I read each word. "Forever? Forever is a long time. Are you sure you can put up with me for that long?" I teased her.

She smirked, "You'll be surprised what I can do."

My eyes grew wide. I was not expecting that as an answer and my stupid teenage hormones invade my thoughts. "Okay...uh...I-uh...let's try to...um...not think of the things you can do," I stammered. She chuckled and handed the paper to me with more words written on it.

Hey (Hey), there's no other way
We'll make it through whatever (Ooh-ooh)
'Cause we're better together

"For the second verse we can replay the melody then change it again for the bridge," Ally said as she played the song to me on the piano. I wrote quickly on the paper and held it out to Ally motioning for her to sing. She shook her head and shoved the paper back to me.

"Why don't you want to sing?" I asked.

"I just...think that um...you should sing your own song," she said as she put her hair in her mouth and chewed feircely.

"Um...Ok?"

Remind me when I'm losing touch
When I'm a little much
Pull me back to reality
You, keep my feet on the ground
Cuz when You're not around
I feel like I'm floating
Like Pieces of a puzzle
Without each other we're in trouble, trouble

Hey (Hey), I will always stay
By your side forever
'Cause we're better together
Hey (Hey), there's no other way
We'll make it through whatever (Ooh-ooh)
'Cause we're better together

Her smile stretched across her face and she chewed her lip, trying to distract me from the blood rushing to her cheeks.

"I meant every word," I whispered to her.

She smiled at the ground and held out another paper to me, "Try this for the bridge."

Like the waves need the sand to crash on
Like the sun needs a world to shine on
You're the bright side of every day
Me without you just isn't the same

It's not the same
Better, we're better
Oh Oh Oh
We're better together

"It's perfect and it's done!" I shouted not being able to contain my smile.

"You wrote your first song!" she shouted cheering along with me.

My smile was wiped away when something dawned on me. "Now all we have to do is get my label to approve," I frowned.

"Just sing it for them at your show tomorrow. Once they hear it, they'll love it," she assured me.

"What if it doesn't work?"

"It will, trust me." She placed her hand on my knee and squeezed it in comfort.

"Will you do it with me?"

"What?! No!" she shouted, standing up and pacing around the room.

"Come on! You can sing right?" I begged.

"The song isn't even a duet!" she argued.

"Then write another one! Please it would mean a lot if you sang with me," I pleaded. She paced around the room with a lock of hair in her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I have stage fright. I can't do it," she said apologetically. My face fell and she seemed to notice because she came over and placed a comforting hand on my back. "You'll be fine without me. You've sung infront of arenas before." she said.

"Yeah but this is the first time I'm singing about something I care about."

~The next day: Concert hall~

Ally POV:

He was nervous. That was a big thing considering he was Austin Moon. Austin Moon never got nervous, but there he is, holding the microphone so firmly his knuckles turned white. He ran his fingers through his hair so many times the stylist yelled at him because she was forced to recomb his hair over and over again. Backstage was frantic, everyone was rushing to get things done, and Austin stood there as if he had seen a ghost. The worst part is, I know that I have a chance to do something but I'm not. I made my way over to the place he stood. As soon as he saw me his eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face, he became the Austin I saw in the music room. The Austin that wasn't afraid of anything.

"Nervous?" I asked clearly already knowing the answer.

"Psh...No," he said his eyes scanning the room and finally resting at his hands. I shook my head and raised my eyebrows at him. "Maybe a little," he admitted knowing he couldn't lie to me.

"You'll be fine. You always are."

He scoffed, "That's where you're wrong. I just wish I didn't have to take the biggest risk of my career alone."

"Fifteen minutes until showtime!" a man screamed to the people backstage.

"Fifteen minutes until hell," Austin tried to force a joke but I barely cracked a smile. "I have to get into position," he said before walking away.

I looked down at my feet not wanting anyone to see the guilt etched onto my face. He has been there whenever I needed him and the one time he needs me I can't muster up the slightest bit of courage to help him out. I chewed my hair as I thought of all the people out there, then you have to double that to get the number of eyes out there. Then all of those thoughts go away, and the only thing I hear is "Be the fruit loop in a world full of cheerios." I looked up at Austin who is running his fingers through his hair again but his stylist has given up and is off helping someone else. My brain is telling me to run as fast as you can in the opposite direction, but all my heart is telling me is Austin needs you. I took a step towards him and my heart took over.

"Austin," I said making him turn around. "I'll do it." All my doubts were erased once I saw that smile on his face. That smile reminded me why I was able to ignore the constant protests in my head and do something I never thought I would do.

He stared at me for a while just blinking rapidly. "Are you serious?!" he shouted the smile never leaving his face.

I grinned, "Yeah, I'm not going to sing because...I can't... but I can play piano for you." Since when did I become such a good liar? Oh right, the moment I met him. He pulled me into a hug and whispered thank you many times in my ear.

He pulled away and looked my straight in the eyes. "Ally I-"

"Austin! Mic Check!" someone called.

He sighed and looked a me asking for permission. I nodded my head, "Go." He smiled at me and ran off. I grabbed my hair and placed a large piece into my mouth. To say I was scared would be an understatement. I felt as if I could throw up my entire stomach, and that is not a good feeling. I played with my fingers and scraped the nail polish off my nails trying to create a distraction for myself. My breathing was shaky and jagged, it felt like a giant weight was pressing onto my chest.

"Three minutes!" the man announced. Everyone ran around trying to get stuff done whereas I was frozen in place. Three minutes until the most anxiety filled moment in my life.

"Hey!" Austin shouted as he jogged up to me. "You ready?" he asked. I managed to calm down enough to nod my head. He grabbed my hands firmly in his and almost immediately my breathing went back to normal. I was still scared out of my mind but I felt stronger with him near me. He gave me a squeeze in my hand before leading me up on stage.

The crowd cheered as Austin stepped onto the stage and he easily embraced the spotlight. I followed closely behind him and tried not to draw any attention to myself. He lead me over to the piano bench and I quickly sat down, I just wanted to get this over with.

"Hello Miami! I'm going to sing a song that's a little different from the stuff I usually sing, but I hope you like it." Austin said to the crowd. I glanced backstage and noticed three men all dressed in suits, holding clipboards in their hands. Their eyes were focused on us and their faces were expressionless. Next to them stood Dez who was trying to peek over their shoulders at the clipboards. I rolled my eyes as Dez bumped into one of those men and screamed as they he turned around. Then I realized those were the men from Austin's record company, and my palms began to sweat again.

"Close your eyes and pretend it's just you and me. No one else. Pay attention to my voice and mine only," he whispered to me. I nodded my head and gladly shut my eyes. I felt him let go of my hand and move to the front of the stage. I took a deep breath and began to play. The next few moments went by in slow motion. I heard the band follow my lead and the screaming of the crowd die down. Once Austin began singing I found it easy to focus on his voice. I didn't hear the crowd shouting, or the band playing, or Dez knocking over a mic stand backstage. Everything got blocked out and his voice took over.

Austin POV:

I was singing to her. I knew that. She knew that. Everytime I was afraid my label wouldn't like it, I took one look at Ally and all I could hear was the piano playing. It was like we were back at the studio and nothing else mattered. At some point during the bridge, Ally opened her eyes. She didn't look at the crowd, she only looked at me and that was cool because I was only looking at her too. When I finished the crowd erupted into a applause. I made my way to Ally and pulled her into a hug.

"I think they liked it," I said to her.

"I told you so," she mocked. I pulled away and looked backstage. My label had a smile on their faces and next to them stood Dez who was either doing a happy dance or had ants in his pants again.

"Thank you Miami!" I shouted into the mic before grabbing Ally's hand and pulling her backstage. Once I got backstage, I was immediately surroounded by blinding lights. The paparazzi came closer and closer until I was completely cornered. I felt Ally slip out of my grasp in the middle of all the craziness.

"Excuse me! Manager of brilliant popstar coming through!" Dez shouted as he elbowed his way through the sea of people that had begun to crowd me. When he reached me, he placed a hand on my shoulder and dragged me away from the mess. "Austin, there are some people who would like to have a word with you," Dez said in a giddy voice. The three men from my label approached us.

"Hello Austin," a man said.

"Hi," I said suddenly nervous.

"Your music tonight was...different."

"Did you like it?"

"To be honest...we loved it!"

It took all of my willpower to not jump and scream right there. "So does that mean..." I said hopefully.

"We trust your judgement and we would like you to feel free to record whatever music you choose."

"Thank you so much!" I shouted.

"One more thing before we go, who was playing the piano on stage? She was phenomenal!"

I smiled and looked past the man and found Ally at the snack table trying to stuff two cupcakes in her mouth. I silently chuckled, "That's my...my girlfriend."

"Well she might have a bright future in this buisness," he said before walking away.

I turned to Dez with a huge smile on my face, "I have three songs so you know what that means..."

He laughed, "alright a deal's a deal. I'll help you find your girl tomorrow."

"Why not now?"

"Because now I'm booking you in every place that plays music!" he exclaimed as he typed away on his phone.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to Ally. "Woah slow down before you choke!" I teased.

She glared at me with a mouth full of cupcakes. "Whap fod fo may?" she tried to say.

"What?"

She held up her finger signalling me to wait and began chewing furiously. I was trying hard not to laugh as some crumbs fell from her mouth. She finally swallowes. "I said what did they say?" she asked while wiping crumbs off her chin.

"Well they might have said something about getting to record my own music or whatever," I said casually.

"See I told you you had nothing to worry about! You were incredible!" she exclaimed.

"And I wasn't the only one. Your amazing piano playing caught the intrest of my record company."

Her eyes widened, "No freakin way!"

I laughed, "Let's go home."

"Okay...hold on," she said before grabbing a tray of cookies from the table.

"Really?" I laughed.

"Let's go before someone notices!" she said before running away. I shook my head and laughed before running after her.

Well this chapter was long! I started writing and I just couldn't stop. My fingers are cramped. I hope you like this chapter! Please review it doesn't take very long and they make me so happy! xoxo :)