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Ally's P.O.V.
I never thought school dances would be so much fun! It's actually great! Especially since I'm with my two best friends and my boyfriend. This couldn't get any better.
I can't believe Austin actually loves me. I think the smile will never leave my face. Ever since we confessed our feelings, he keeps telling me that he loves me every now and then. I pretend to be annoyed, but to be honest, I can't get enough of him saying that.
"Hey, what's got you so happy?" Trish asks me once we're alone. The guys just went to the dance floor and are currently making fools of themselves. Pretty funny sight.
"Nothing." I reply, the smile still not leaving my face.
"Sure, like I believe that." She says sarcastically. "Come on, spill."
"Fine. Austin told me he loves me!" I squeal and she joins me, both of us jumping around like little girls.
"Oh, that's awesome! Did you say it back?"
"Of course I did!" We start squealing again.
"Wait, does that mean you guys are going to go public?"
"What do you mean?"
"Are you guys going to tell the world about you?" She corrects herself.
I shrug. "I don't know. I mean, it's so easy, right now. I don't see why we'd change it."
"I guess... But you'll still have to at some point."
"I know. I just think we could use a bit more time. We didn't really talk about it, but I guess we'll have to soon. Our managers are trying to get an interview for us to clear the Auslly mess."
"Auslly mess?" She raises an eyebrow in confusion.
"Fans are going crazy and are shipping us like there's no tomorrow. Seriously, as soon as they find a picture of the both of us together, they all tag it with 'AUSLLYYYYY!' with a bunch of 'y's and written in capital letters. It's getting ridiculous."
"Well, as an Auslly shipper, I'll tell you that you guys are just the cutest thing ever, so of course people ship you! Trust me, when the world will know about you two, it's going to be insane!"
"Wow, way to make me feel confident, Trish." I tell her sarcastically.
"Sorry, but it's true." She says as my phone buzzes. I pick it up and notice it's a call from Lisa.
"Sorry, I have to take this." I tell Trish and quickly walk away from the gym. "Hello?" I answer once I'm far enough to hear correctly.
"Hi, Ally. It's Lisa. Austin's manager and I just booked you an interview! It's tomorrow at 2:00PM."
"Really? Did Max tell Austin?"
"Yeah, he's supposed to be calling him, right now."
"Sure, I'll just talk to Ally first." I hear from behind me. I turn around to see 'Dustin' talking in his phone.
"I can confirm that it's happening, right now." I tell Lisa.
"How do you know? Are you with him?"
"Yeah, we're at a school dance."
"Okay, seriously, are you two together?"
"Would it be bad for me to say yes?"
"No."
"Then, yes. But we're not sure about going public yet."
"I understand. Look, let me give you an advice. Sit down with him and talk. Sort everything out. You have until tomorrow morning at ten o'clock to tell me if you want to go public or not. Alright?"
"Yeah. I-I'll do that."
"Great! I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah. See you." I hang up and turn to Austin, who's apparently waiting for me.
"She told you?" He asks me.
I nod. "Yeah. She said we have to talk and decide if we want to go public or not."
"She knows?"
"Yes. Lisa is like my own mother. Yes, she's my manager, but she's the only mother figure I've ever had. She's been here for me ever since I was a little girl. I don't keep secrets from her."
"I understand. And for the public thing, we'll do whatever you want. It doesn't matter to me, as long as you're happy."
"No, I want to hear your opinion too. It's a decision we have to make together."
He sighs. "Alright, fine. Here, let's go take a walk. We can come up with something then."
I nod. "Alright. I'll just text Trish so she doesn't throw a search party for us." I joke and send a quick text to Trish. "Done." I grab his hand. "Let's go."
"Are you going to be okay, walking into these shoes?" Austin asks me as we step outside, referring to my high-heels.
"I should be fine. I mean, I wore way higher high-heels, before. Apparently, I'm short. Do I seem short to you?" I joke.
He scoffs. "Not at all. I don't see why anyone would say that." He jokes back.
"I don't know either!" I exclaim. "Okay, back to the subject. I want your honest opinion. Do you think we should tell the world about us or not?"
He shrugs. "I honestly don't know. I mean, there are pros and cons either ways. If we do go public, we'll be chased by paparazzis all the time."
"We already do. On the bright side, they may even lay back a bit. Now, we're chased by them because they want to know if Auslly is real or not. If we tell them the truth, they'll have their scoop and leave us alone."
"Or they'll keep stepping on our toes and spy on us when we're on dates and stuff like that."
"We still have our covers." I point out.
"Yeah, but... still. Anyway, back to the pros and cons. If we reveal ourselves as a couple..." He hesitates. "What else could come out of it?"
I shrug. "We wouldn't have to be undercover to act like a couple."
"Right. Now, what could happen if we deny it?"
"The shippers won't give us a break until they get what they want."
"The paparazzis won't either."
"We'll have to stay undercover to be a couple."
"We'll be able to go on dates."
"But either way, we'll have to go undercover." I point out.
"Good point. What else?"
"If we do go public... It won't be as much fun."
"What do you mean?"
I shrug. "I don't know... I just- I never thought I'd say this, but being undercover is actually fun. It's like a little game. And if we go public... I guess it won't be as fun."
"So, you want us to deny the fact that we're together?"
"Not forever. Just... for a little while."
"Alright, then we'll do that."
"And you're okay with it?"
He nods. "Absolutely. Whatever makes you happy makes me happy."
"Thanks, Aus. You're the best." I get on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek.
"Nothing but the best for my favorite girl." He replies, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. Bringing me to my safe heaven; his arms.
Austin's P.O.V.
Around midnight, my phone starts ringing. I curse under my breath as Ally squirms on my chest. We're currently lying on my couch (which can turn into a bed). Ally is — well, was — asleep, probably tired from the dance. We came back about 30 minutes ago. She's sleeping at my house because it's closer to the school and while she was denying it, I knew her feet were hurting. She changed into one of my sweat pants and an old jersey, and was fast asleep by my side.
"Hey, go back to sleep. I'll make this quick." I tell her, getting up so I don't keep her awake. She nods and I quickly walk to the kitchen before answering my phone.
"Hello?" I ask quietly.
"Hey, Austin. It's Jimmy. Sorry I'm calling you so late."
"Uh, no, i-it's fine. I wasn't asleep."
"Okay. Well, I had this idea... You know who Ally Dawson is, right?"
"Umm... Yeah. We're friends."
"Good, well I was wondering if you'd like to perform a duet with her. It'd be a great boost for both of your careers, and your voices would sound really great together. What do you think?"
"Uh, sure. Sounds great. I'll talk to Ally about it."
"No worries, I'll call her."
"No! Don't, I'll tell her. She's sleeping over anyway."
"Sleeping over, huh?" I can pratically hear the smirk on his face. Jimmy has been like a second dad to me ever since I've been signed to his record label. He often teases me when it comes to girls.
"Yes, Jimmy. Look, I have to go. I'm really tired. Do you want me at the studio anytime soon?"
"Tomorrow would be great. If you could bring Ally with you too, that'd be amazing."
"Uh, we actually have an interview tomorrow afternoon. Is it okay if we come by afterwards?"
"Yeah, sure, no problem."
"Great, see you then."
"See you tomorrow. Good night, Austin."
"Good night." I hang up and go back to the living room. I crawl next to Ally and wrap my arms around her waist.
"Who was it?" She asks tiredly.
"Jimmy. He wants us to do a duet together."
"That's great."
"Yeah. We'll have to go to the studio after the interview, tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Now, go to sleep."
"I'm not tired."
"Ally, we both know that's not true."
"How do you know?"
"I told you plenty of times that you're a bad liar." She giggles tiredly, but doesn't argue. "Go back to sleep."
She nods. "Good night."
"Good night. I love you."
"I love you too."
"If their relationship wasn't a secret, I'd so post this on Austin's website." I hear as soon as I wake up. I recognize Amanda's voice.
"You could still post it and say they're having a friendly sleep over." I recognize Alex's voice.
"Like anyone would believe that."
"Could you two please go talk somewhere else? Trying to sleep, here."
"You're the ones sleeping in the living room." Alex points out.
"Mom made us. Apparently, she trusts Ally, but not me. Apparently, I have teenage boy hormones." I roll my eyes before closing them again.
"Okay, I am so not having this conversation with you." Amanda says before I hear her walking away.
"Yeah, me neither." Alex says and a few seconds later, we're alone again.
"Are they gone?" Ally asks me sleepily, waking up.
"Yeah. Can we go back to sleep, now?"
She lets out a breathy chuckle. "I wish. It's ten and we have to leave in three hours to get to the interview in time."
"But I'm comfy. I don't want to get up." I mumble, holding her tighter so that she can't get up.
"Austin." She protests in a warning tone.
"Ally." I mock her.
"Don't mock me."
"Okay."
"Now, let me go."
"No."
"Austin."
"Ally."
"Are we going to do that all morning?"
"If you want to."
"I don't."
"But I do."
"We need to get ready."
"So?"
"It'd be unprofessional for us to be late. Both for the interview and our meeting with Jimmy."
"I don't care."
"I do. Now, get up."
I sigh dramatically. "Fine." I release her.
She kisses my cheek. "Good boy." She pats my head before getting up and walking to the kitchen.
"I'm not a dog." I call after her.
"I wouldn't date a dog." She calls back.
"That's a relief." I mumble before joining her in the kitchen. We both quickly eat breakfast, get ready, and in a matter of minutes, we're at the studio where the interview will be shot. Ally and I are separated so that we can get ready. As I'm waiting to be called on set, my phone vibrates. I open it to find a picture of Ally and I sleeping on the couch, sent from Amanda. So, that's what they were talking about when I woke up!
"Austin Moon and Ally Dawson are needed on set. I repeat, Austin Moon and Ally Dawson on set, please." A voice announces from a speaker. I quickly put the picture as my background, shove my phone in my pocket, and make my way to the set.
"Hey." I quietly greet Ally once I get on set. There's a public, so we need to be careful not to show anything more than platonic friendship toward each other.
"Hi."
"Nervous?"
"No. Yes. Maybe." She shrugs. "I don't know. Should I be?"
"Nah... Just be yourself and deny anything about Auslly."
She nods. "Got it."
"Alright, everybody, we're on in one minute." The voice announces.
"Remember, I love you." I mumble so that no one can read my lips, giving her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
She nods. "Me too."
"Austin, Ally, over here." I recognize the host as Emily Lindsay. I immediately get nervous, only now realizing she'll be the one interviewing us. Emily Lindsay is known for... putting words in people's mouth. The audience finds it funny. Especially when she's interviewing couples in denial (like us). The people interviewed? Not so much success with the funny stuff.
"Okay, Auslly, here's how it'll go. I ask you question, you answer them. Got it?" We both nod. "Great."
"Okay, silence on set!" We hear and the three of us sit down on our seats. "We're on in five... four... three... two..."
I take a deep breath.
Here goes nothing.
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