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Exams start next week and I'm freaking out. I barely know the material that I have to study! Freaking out and yet I'm posting this chapter for you guys 'cause I love you all!
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I knew where I wanted to go with this chapter, just not what to put in between; that's why it's a little short.
Okay, I know I'm rambling! Sorry! So, here's the interesting chapter I promised! See you at the bottom!
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.
The lingering question kept me up
2am, who do you love?
I wonder 'til I'm wide awake.
Ally pursed her lips and nodded in approval at her lyrics. Austin had given her new inspiration to finish the second verse of her song.
He had told her how he was always awake at night, thinking about her. That had made her blush until Austin asked her if she was getting to warm. She had finally chewed up the words he had left her, making lyrics out of his shy sayings.
And the thing is, she felt exactly the same way. Laying in bed, thinking about him until it was nearly three in the morning. She remembered being so frustrated and love struck one night that she had began to pace the room relentlessly.
And suddenly a light went off in her head.
And now I'm pacing back and forth
Wishing you were at my door
I'd open up and you would say, "Hey,
It was enchanting to meet you,
All I know is I was enchanted to meet you."
Ally sighed happily. Another verse finished! She rewrote the chorus again, adding a little extra at the end, making it sound polish and nice.
Ally closed her book and left it on her bedside. She decided to go treat herself to something good. Ally put her coat on swiftly, buttoning up the huge buttons. She slipped into some warm socks to keep her feet toasty.
She grabbed her keys and headed out of the room, running into Trish with hair curlers in her hair. Ally snorted as Trish glared at her. Trish looked like she was trying out some new facial... mask... thing.
"What's with," she motioned to Trish in general. "All of this," she concluded. Ally watched Trish as she made her way to grab a muffin from the table. It was from another "Help yourself" tables. Ally bit into it graciously, chewing it. She savoured the delicious blueberry muffin as best as she could.
"Going on a date with Jace!" Trish said. Ally squealed and raced up to Trish, giving the Latino a nice hug. Trish hugged her back before pushing her away.
"You're going to wrinkle my dress!" She shrieked. Ally laughed, she proceeded to the door and twisted the knob.
"Have fun, Trish!"
...
Ally had been walking around the whole entire day. She took a ride and took pictures to capture the Statue of Liberty in print. Ally had also gotten a good exercise by walking around Central Park.
Ally happily strolled around the park, enjoying the earthy feel of being outside. Ally wanted to skip and frolic in the grass. Maybe even roll around too, if she wasn't a modest person.
"Hello Miss!" Someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around to greet a fairly modestly dressed woman with straight black hair. She wore a blue outfit, almost like a flight attendant's. Her eyes were smudged with the tiniest bit of mascara, causing her round eyes to stand out even more.
"Hello!" Ally greeted cheerfully. The woman handed her a brochure. It was an ad for bridal dress. Ally never liked people who handed out flyers for desperate publicity points, but she took the flyer anyways, feeling generous today.
The woman smiled and continued to hand out the flyers as Ally walked away.
Ally walked around some more, even stopping to listen to a man play his guitar on the street. She nodded her head to the beat, recognizing the beautiful melody blasting through the air. She tossed in some extra change to the man who nodded gratefully when he was done.
Ally walked away, feeling please. She checked her phone for the time. It was nearly six in the evening. Ally lunged across a puddle of melt water, careful not to disturb the growing grass as she walked out of Central Park.
The people hustling about made it impossible for her not to love New York. No wonder Trish wanted to come here in the first place. It was beautiful! And so full of life! Ally made her way down the concrete steps.
Ally was suddenly hustled into the crowd as she got onto the subway.
I feel like I'm forgetting something.
Ally sat down on one of the free seats, seeing as no one else wanted to sit. She was sandwiched in between an old man with a walking stick, and a mother with four kids. Ally smiled brightly at the kids before settling down, opening her purse.
Ally frowned as she opened her small beige purse and checked around. So, book? Check. Phone? Definitely. Spare pen and paper? Mhmm. Whereabouts? On a subway, heading back. Time and date?
Oh CRAP!
Ally clenched her teeth, suddenly feeling a weight drop from her stomach. She willed the sub to move as fast as it could, wanting to be back at the hotel ASAP. Ally put her hands under her thighs, hoping to stop the nervous sweat she was breaking into.
Damnitdamnitdamnitdamnit!
Ally checked her phone again.
6:20pm.
No no no no! This could not be happening! Ally prayed a silent prayer to whoever was listening to her. She willed the subway to move faster.
I promise I won't ever do anything bad ever again!
Ally checked her phone frantically as the minutes ticked by.
6:27pm.
Ally gulped and tried to reason with her racing heart. She tried closing her eyes at an attempt to fall asleep. She woke up five minutes later with an uneasy feeling in her stomach. Ally shivered, feeling a nervous sweat break out.
6:35pm.
Finally the sub stopped and Ally practically ran out of the dang thing. Racing back to the hotel as fast as her legs could take her.
She jumped into the elevator as it was closing, wanting to be on her floor as quick as possible. She groaned when the elevator made another stop on the wrong floor. Ally pressed the 'close doors' button a billion times, jamming her small thumb into the thing.
The elevator took it's time though. Ally gritted her teeth, frantically wanting to smash the doors open. Or to fly. As long as she got back.
Finally she was back at her room. She frantically unlocked the door, swinging the darn thing open with one shove. Ally raced into her rooms, not bothering to wipe her dirty shoes on the recently cleaned carpet. She left muddy foot prints all across the floor.
She changed into a suitable outfit. A dark blue skater dress that went all the way up to her collarbone. She threw a gray cardigan over it, making sure she put effort into the outfit.
Or at least made it look that way.
She grabbed some black wedged boots and laced up the laces real tight. Ally freshened up her make-up adding and fixing it up. Finally she pulled her hair out of the long ponytail and curled it just a bit.
Ally grunted when the curler got stuck in her hair. She yanked with all her might, trying to be as careful as possible. She didn't want to burn herself! Ally finally finished and unplugged her curler, not bothering to put it away.
God.
Ally practically ran down all the steps, and out onto the street. Penelope shot her a questioning glance but otherwise didn't say anything.
Ally ran to the park, tripping over her heels. She gasped for breath. Ally ran two blocks and stopped short when she was almost there. Her legs and lungs were burning, on fire even. Finally, Ally stopped, trying to catch her breath as she spotted Austin pacing the scene.
"Austin!" She gasped. Austin turned on her, his eyes dark. Ally stopped in front of him trying to get the air into her lungs again.
"You're an hour late," he told her monotonously. Ally nodded her head, breathing deeply.
"Austin I - " He stopped her. Austin's hair must've been gelled to hold its position because it was a little crusty, but Ally saw that it was messy, like he ran his hand through it a couple of times. He was pacing back and forth on the smooth path. And probably for a while since his hands seemed cold.
He cleaned up nicely, wearing a different suit coat over a dark blue button-up. His dark jeans hugged his legs as he turned around and paced away from her and then back again. His black sneakers thudded against the rocky path of the park
"Ally, I've been waiting here since six," Austin said, his voice low. "I thought you might've been a little fashionably late or something, but it's seven right now!" Austin was practically yelling at her. She flinched.
Austin sighed and ran another hand through his messy platinum-blonde hair. Ally watched as he returned his hand to his side, frustrated. He held a beautiful bouquet He suddenly turned to look at her with his dark brown eyes.
"Did you even bother trying to remember our anniversary?" Austin asked her, his eyes a blaze. The flowers that he held were crumpling in his hand. Ally felt her eyes beginning to blur.
"It's not like I didn't try to remember!" She yelled at him, wanting him to understand. "I just forgot okay?" Ally felt her pathetic excuse set Austin off. Austin gritted his teeth, the flowers in his hand falling onto the ground with a dull thump.
"You forgot?" Austin asked his voice back to normal. Austin had turned around, running a hand through his hair. Ally sighed, indicating a yes, but Austin had whipped around. "YOU FORGOT?" He raised his voice. Ally shrunk away.
"Austin - "
"I was worried sick! I thought you might've been kidnapped or something - anything! But I can't believe you forgot. I thought maybe you might've called or something if you forgot, but no. Here we are." Austin's eyes bore into her blurry vision. It was ironic that he was the only thing that wasn't blurry out of this mess.
Ally felt the first tear rush down her face slowly. She was impressed that Austin had thought that she wouldn't forget. He trusted her that much.
And she had let him down.
"Austin I'm so sorry!" Ally choked back another bout of tears as her vision blurred. The park merged into a blurry scenery as the tears made it on her cheeks again. She let the tears fall down her face, keeping her head low. She made a whimpering sound as she heard Austin open his mouth again.
"Yeah," he said. She tensed, waiting for the verdict. She clutched her hands together, turning her knuckles white. She could see her veins from countless years of piano and other instruments.
Austin paced a little more, not giving away anything with his emotionless face. Austin walked back and forth, and back and forth. Finally, he sighed.
"Me too," Austin sighed. She looked up as he walked away from her, their picnic forgotten as he lifted the brown basket off the grassy ground. She lowered her head once more, sinking down into the park bench, her hands in her lap.
Something landed on the bench beside her. It looked gray and was kind of rectangular with something attached inside.
"Happy Anniversary."
And he was gone.
DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN. Yeah. Interesting huh? What's gonna happen next? :o ! Haha. Anyways, I have to go study!
Oh, before I go, just wanted to mention that I had a new idea for a fic. I already have another finished one on standby, but I think this one might be great as well!
Anyways, thanks for reading (and listening to me rant about my life)! Please leave a review and tell me what you think!