Chapter Thirty-Two : I'm In Love With Everything About You

i really hope you don't hate me but i don't and won't ever blame you bc i suck. I want you guys to know I will most definitely finishing this story, but don't be surprised if it takes a few months haha. I also want you guys to know that I love you. each and every one of you have given me so much to thrive off of, you also taught me a lot. One thing being how much fun it is to write something - I have actually gotten into poetry and songwriting as well as story writing lately (yes, I still write about twice a week).

If there is any asterisk(s) (*) if means I don't own the quote, song or the few sentences are based off of something.

update 16/02 - sorry for uploading the same chapter twice yes I am dumb ik so here is the new oneeeee:)

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The next morning, they awoke on their bed, at eleven am.

"Hey," she murmured.

"Hey sleepyhead," he smiled against her skin.

"You sure you don't want me to set you up with Maggie?"

"For the last time, no. Alright? Let's get up, have some breakfast, and I'll talk to you about that song I wrote."

And they did, an hour later they'd brushed, showered, dressed and eaten and they sat on the couch, Austin with a guitar and Ally with a cocoa.

"Before I start, I want to warn you that this isn't about us. It's purely about you, and what you're insecure about."

"Okay? But are you sure you want to know about all of them? I mean, surely you don't know them all..."

"I love all of you. Even those parts. I want to love all of them. When you're sick; when you're sad; happy; every time from the day, night and day; I want to love when you're baking cookies at 3am while singing Taylor Swift under your breath; I want to be able to hug you and kiss you whenever I want; sleep next to you every night; to drink cocoa with you everyday. I want to watch movies with you, or half of the movie until you fall asleep on me; I want to be taken to your place and watch the fireworks again, and to take you to mine and Pops' place and see the stars; I want to spend all my vacations with you. I want you, I want to love you all the time. All the quirks, all the cliché stuff. Everything." (*, based on a tumblr quote)

"That was really sweet. Thank you, I love you too. Let's hear the song," she smiled.

He nodded and began to finger-pick the strings to bring the music to a start.

He locked his eyes with hers, "Your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me / But bear this in mind it was meant to be / And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks / And it all makes sense to me,"

She continued to smile, wondering if he still remembered her summer freckles she got, and hid in her foundation.

"I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile / You never loved, your stomach or your thighs / The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine / But I'll love them endlessly,"

He smiled at her, as soon leaned to kiss his cheek while he played the music.

"And I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth / But if I do, then it's you / Oh, it's you they add up to / I'm in love with you, and all these little things,"

His smile grew, as he continued with the next verse.

"You can't go to bed, without a cup of tea / And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep / And all those conversations are the secrets that I'll keep / Though they make no sense to me,"

Ally nodded, smiling a little bit, "Maybe it's the cocoa."

"I know you've never love the sound of the voice on tape / You never want to know how much you weigh / You still have to squeeze into your jeans but you're perfect to me," his eyes still gazed into hers.

"And I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth / But if it's true, then it's you / Oh, it's you they add up to / I'm in love with you, and all these little things,"

She gazed into his eyes, listening to how much he listened to her.

"You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you / And you'll never treat yourself right / Darlin', though I want you to / If I let you know I'm here for you / Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you oh,"

She looked down, another sign of the "insecureness" he'd seen on her.

"And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth / Cause it's true, oh it's you, it's you they add up to / And I'm in love with you, and all these little things,"

Immediately, he went onto the same verse repeated.

"And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth / Cause it's true, oh it's you, it's you they add up to / And I'm in love with you, and all your little things..." (*)

And it was the end. He put the guitar down, to see Ally with tears in her eyes. She automatically threw her hands around his neck, hugging him tight.

He smiled, touching her lower back to hug her back, kissing her temple quickly before burying his head in her neck.

Later on, they were having an early night, only to find only half of the two of them were tired Austin was spooning her almost asleep, while Ally just laid there staring at the alarm clock on her bedside table reading, 10:38PM. She felt him stirring, his breaths heavy so she knew he was going to be out like a light within a minute.

She decided to get a drink of milk to make her tired, so she carefully untangled herself, making sure not to wake him before scurrying off to the kitchen to get her milk.

After pouring the glass of milk, she drank a quarter of it before tip-toe-ing back into the bedroom to find her boyfriend sat up, with the lamp on.

"Where'd you go?"

"I'm not tired. At all."

"So you went to the land of milk? That helps?"

"No I was bored, so I got milk," she sat down next to him on the bed, sitting up against the headboard.

"Well now I'm awake."

"Hey, you know your song earlier?" At his nod, she continued to ask, "How'd you find out about all my...?"

"I know you so..."

"And you love all of them?"

"Yeah, I love you and everything about you, so..."

"Okay, bro. Whatever you say."

"It's true, I love how the first thing you do when you wake up is put your hair up," he used as an example.

She looked at him, turning off her lamp, and laying down into his chest.

"I love how at Christmas when you met all my older cousins you were so nervous until the games started, and you were so convinced you'd beat them all."

She laughed under her breath.

"I love how when I met your younger cousins for the first time at an Easter party your aunt threw I dressed in a Superman costume for two days and no-one questioned it, not even you."

"I love that when you're having a bad day, I can make it better."

She smiled at her knees.

"I love how awkward you are, without even trying and I love how you think everyone else is so much better than the girl who's a million times better than them, even if so incorrect."

"I love you too."

"I'm not done. I'll never be done."

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