A/N: I'm going to skip because I'm lazy. As if you didn't already know! How are you? Good. Okay. Bye.
Ally's POV:
It's been a week since Justin Bieber showed up at our hotel, knocking on our door. He isn't the only one who has visited us. It was pretty crazy. I remember Trish passing out in his arms. Tons of celebrities visited, asking for my help on writing songs. I even got a call from Ed Sheeran! That was wild. Austin hasn't mentioned the kiss. In fact, he acted as if it never happened. So I acted as if it didn't happen too. But that was all too soon before I found out that Austin was going on tour. The label loved him, kept him signed and he's even touring with this new band, IM5.
I however, was not able to go with him. I had school; I had a scholarship I was to be offered if I wanted to go to college. So Austin would have to find a new songwriter. I hadn't told him this yet, but I'm sure he knew it was going to happen. I had a different life than Austin. He was a singer, I was a girl who played piano and wrote songs part time. For fun. I wasn't really a songwriter. "Of course." Dez said to the pizza man on the phone. I must've been zoning out on Austin again, because I was told never to give Dez the phone for pizza. He'd order out all of L.A. I wouldn't be surprised if he did. "Ally, how do you feel for pasta?" Dez asked, putting his hand on his hip and holding the bottom of the phone with his thumb and pointer finger. For whatever reason. "It's nice…" I mumbled. He nodded and ordered that too, smiling in glee before hanging up. "I'll be out in the shower, Ally. If the pizza man isn't here in 30 minutes, it's free." He patted my head and left to shower, while I sat on my bed.
Suddenly, a thought came to mind. I haven't seen my songbook in forever. I sighed and walked around, trying to find a piece of paper. I was in the songwriting mood and I wasn't going to waste any time. "None…" I whispered. I ran out of our room and went next door to Austin's room. Austin was at a meeting with his manager so it was just Dallas. I knocked on the door, when it flung open. "HI ALLY!" Dallas said quickly, pulling me in. He slammed the door shut and ran around the room. "Dallas…?" I asked. He stopped, jumping lightly on his feet. "Yep?!" He said. "How much sugar did you eat?" He pointed toward his bed, which was filled with candy wrappers and empty energy drinks. I scooped up the trash and threw it away, "Do you have any paper?" He nodded and pointed at Austin's drawer. I walked over and opened it, seeing many scattered lined paper. I grabbed a few when I felt familiar leather against my fingers. It can't be… I thought. I picked the papers up and saw it, my songbook.
Austin's POV:
"Thanks again!" I said, shaking Jimmy Star's hand. He smiled and shook it back. I was officially going on the, "Without You" tour. And I was super excited. I couldn't wait to tell Ally, who was probably bored out of her mind at the hotel. I had yet to have much of a talk with her about our kiss, but I wanted more. And I knew something else; Ally had to go home soon. And I was devastated. I wouldn't talk about it with her, but she knew it as well as I did. It was going to happen soon. I called for a cab and stood outside of the restaurant, watching as a car sped toward me. It stopped and I climbed in, telling the man where the hotel was. But I told him to make a quick stop at a friend of mine's bakery.
Crystal's POV:
Hey Dez, I know we've only been friends for a while but- No, no, no. That won't work. Something else. Um, I like you, do you like me? It sounds too uncertain. Okay, how about just telling him? I knew exactly why I couldn't just tell him. Cause he just broke up with Trish. He probably still was stale. Wait, who was I kidding? He wasn't stale. He was better than that, he was happy. Maybe he wasn't ready for a girlfriend. Maybe not. It was a long day at the studio, Dez rehearsing religiously for his part in the upcoming episode. I, being the longest running character on this show, had a lot of time to spend with Dez, who asked for tips every time we walked by each other. It wasn't annoying, it was cute how determined he was to get it right the first time. I almost got fired when I first came in, because I came in thinking everything would be handed to me.
"How was I?" My character, asked Dez's. "Honestly, better than Mandy could ever be…" His character said, talking about the mean girl of the crew, Mandy. "I was so nervous, you know?" I said, faking chills. I made sure my voice sounded shaky. But in all honesty, it wasn't fake chills. I and Dez would have to kiss in this scene, and it was definitely going to be a little harder to breathe with this boy in front of me, smiling his crazy smile. "Couldn't tell. Too mesmerized by that amazing voice of yours…" He said, inching close to me. He placed his left hand on my neck, as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "You're beautiful." I said, breathing softly on his pink lips. He pressed his lips on mine finally, chuckling a little. I kept smiling throughout the kiss, and we didn't pull away like the director said. In fact, by the time the cameras were off, we had pretty much still stayed latched together.
Austin's POV:
"I'VE GOT PIZZA!" I screamed out to Ally's room. I saw Dallas run to me with fear in his eyes, looking rather pitiful. "You may want to say your last words…" He said, pointing toward the balcony where Ally stood with her arms folded. In her right hand was her song…book. Oh no. I handed Dallas the pizza, and he pretended not to be too excited. I walked outside, without Ally even turning to me. "Ally…" I said. My voice wasn't any louder than a mouse's squeak. She turned to me, with her eyes bearing into me. "I looked for this… thinking all my secrets were dropped in the wrong hands." She said, staring at the songbook, holding out to me, as if giving it back. "As you can see, I was right." She said, looking up at me. I couldn't even bear to look into her eyes. She looked absolutely disappointed in me. "I thought you were a good guy, Austin. I thought you changed…" She said, her voice cracking on the last word. "I was actually really sad about leaving, because I had fallen for you." She said. I glanced at her, my eyes wide. "What-""And no matter how much I pushed it aside, you were always the one I wanted. So, tell me what the hell made you think I wouldn't find out?!" She threw the book at me, and I caught it swiftly, which only made her frown more. She ran inside, pushing past Dallas as he had a few slices of pizza in his mouth by now. I held the book against me, wondering what I was to say to make this girl believe me. I ran out into the room as she had left, and found her in the lobby, rushing toward the doors. "Ally!" I yelled, catching attention from anyone in the lobby in earshot. Everyone turned to us. "Ally! I stole it from you… I know. I didn't read it though. As much as I wanted to, there were things I might have seen, but your music meant more. I took it and I don't know why!" I yelled at her with all my strength and she slowly turned to me. Her eyes were running over with tears, with her pale cheeks a pink color. "You mean more to me than anything, Ally Dawson. And whether you like it or not, you feel the same. I love you." Once the words had left, there was no taking it back. And Ally knew that. At first, she gasped, and then she just stared in disbelief. "Ever since I met you. You've been on my mind, you crazy girl. And you don't even know how much those lips," I caught a glance of her lips, walking toward her. "Have found their way into my dreams. How those eyes," I stared her deep in her eyes, "Caught me in a whirl wind and I can't get out. You're perfect-" She smashed her lips on mine, and this time, I didn't run away.
3 months later…
Ally was back at home, still working toward college. Dez had gotten his dream role, and dream girl. Dallas and Trish are probably better besties than she and Ally. And Austin and Ally are still the cutest couple ever. Who cares that the magazines eat them up? Who cares that the fans have jealousy issues? Austin may have run away from a lot of things, but with Ally by his side, it was all worth it.
A/N: Extremely cheesy, I know. This is the last of my crap, I guess. Bye guys! I had fun!