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This is yet another oneshot based off of one by arysa13. I'm beginning to think that my content is purely hers that I got inspired from.
She just has these amazing and original stories that I love reading! Like honestly, I'm not a big fan of the 100, I probs watched like 3 episodes, yet I still read her 100 stories cuz they're soooo good! I highly recommend you check her out! Like even if you don't watch the show…still read her work!
She also lowkey got me addicted to Clarke and Bellamy/ Bob and Eliza (the irl couple, who are fucking married irl btw). So I have yet another ship to add to the pile.
Ok, without further ado, let's get on with it!
I talk too much!
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"This is it. This is the house that complained about the noise from the party last week." Trish pointed. Ally looked up from where her eyes were nervously trained to the ground to look at the house just two doors down from Trish's.
"Please don't make me do this." She pleads as she grips the carton of eggs in her shaking hands.
"You can always pick truth." Trish smirks, knowing that Ally, although being her best friend for years, would never admit the answers to some of her probing questions.
Ally scoffs. "Or you could just face the usual consequence for not going through with the dare." Trish replies. Normally Ally would scoff and widen her eyes, but honestly… running a lap around the neighbourhood, while naked, wasn't sounding so bad anymore.
It sounded much better than the current dare, which was to vandalize some innocent person's house by throwing a carton full of eggs at it.
"Ally, the quicker you get this done, the less likely we are to get caught." Trish mutters.
Ally narrows her eyes as she watches her incredulously. "You know, for someone who's using her innocent best friend to act out her revenge, you're a little pushy."
Trish seems to have softened a bit as she places a hand on the brunette's shoulder.
"Come on Ally, you don't have to do the dare. I could change it to truth and that way, we could go back home."
Ally narrows her eyes. "What would you ask me?"
Trish's softened look turns mischievous. "Have you ever masturbated to someone from our English class?"
"Haha. I doing the dare." Ally turns to face the house and quietly unhooks the latch from the gate.
"Atta girl! Good luck!" Trish calls out quietly before going to hide behind a tree in front of the house.
Ally takes a deep breath and walks up the pathway. It's not a grand house, but it's not small either.
She contemplates just answering Trish's embarrassing question when Trish calls her from behind the tree. "Fine, I'll go easy on you. Throw at least three and we could get outta here. You can do it all at once."
Ally purses her lips and nods, thankful for not having to throw the whole dozen but still scared shitless. She had never done anything like this, and Trish knew that.
Most of her dares involved prank calls or sending embarrassing pics to people but never something like this.
She takes a deep breath and opens the carton. Much to her relief, all the lights in the house are off, so they're either all out, or judging by the time, just after midnight, they're probably all sleeping.
She picks up the first egg and without giving herself time to panic she hurls it at the front wall and it lets out a satisfying crack.
"Hell yeah! Didn't that feel fucking good Als?" Trish hollers.
Ally ignores her. Because yeah, it did feel fucking good. Never did she think that throwing eggs at someone's house would be so stress-relieving. But she wasn't about to let her know that.
She picks up and throws another, and it hits the door with crack. The yellow yolk, tainting the pristine white paint on the front door.
"Ok one more." She tells herself and picks up her last egg deciding the door was the easiest target.
However, right as she aims this one, the door opens and cracks on the broad chest of Micheal Moon.
Who happens to be the fucking school principal.
He disgustedly looks down at the golden yolk staining his white shirt, and she should take that as a cue to run, but her feet are planted to the ground in fear.
"What is going on out here?" he fumes.
"Fuck! Run Ally!" Trish yells before taking off. Ally runs hand over her face as it's too late now. If Mr Moon didn't already see her face, he most certainly knows her name now.
Way to go, Trish.
As if remembering the source of the egg, Mr Moon looks up to meet her frightened face, with rage.
"Ally Dawson." He points in his usual reprimanding manner. "What is the meaning of this?"
Ally stands there gaping like a fish. He could literally have her expelled. Or even worse, have her arrested. Or the worst possible thing, tell her parents.
"Well? What is it?" he folds his arms over his egg covered chest. "Is there a reason for throwing eggs at my house, in the middle of the night? Is this some kind of prank? Because, just know I will not let you out of this lightly. I happen to know your father very well. So go on, enlighten me."
"I-." she stammers, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse.
Just then a thought crosses her mind.
A thought that makes her want to kill her Latina best friend even more.
If this is Michael Moon's house, then that means that his son and her arch-nemesis lives here as well.
Austin Moon.
The Bain of her existence.
He always finds a way to argue with her about something. To call her out on something. To debate everything she says in English class even though they may have similar views.
Wait a minute- . "Have you ever masturbated to someone from our English class?"
She fucking knew.
She knew this was Austin Moon's house.
And she most likely knows of Ally's ever-growing crush on the blond since the beginning of the year.
Come to think of it- Trish never mentioned getting a noise complaint from the party.
She meets the unappeased look of her principal. "Ally, I will c-."
"It's Austin." She answers and he stops to look at her. "H-he cheated on me."
His eyes softened as he looks to the ground in thought. "He cheated on you, didn't he?"
Before she could respond a light turns on, somewhere inside the house and the blond devil himself appears in the doorway next to his dad.
He's shirtless and his hair is an unkempt mess and Ally wants to die.
"Dad? What's going on?" he mumbles and rubs his eyes. His voice is gruff, just out of sleep and Ally melts at the sound.
Mike's face turns stern as he turns his accusatory stare towards his son. "Well son, apparently, you cheated on Ms Dawson and she decided to get revenge by pelting eggs at the house."
Austin's eyebrows furrow in confusion. "What? I-."
Mike cuts him off. "I raised you better than that. I mean, Ally is a sweet, respectable girl, why would you cheat on her?"
Austin's eyebrow quirk as he casts a glance to her. She gives him a pleading, 'please play along' look, hoping that he would help her just this once.
He clears his throat and turns back to face his dad. "I didn't cheat on her." He responds.
Ally glares and her heart pounds. Oh god, what if she goes to jail? What if-.
"We were on a break." Austin concludes. Ally tries not to visibly show her sigh of relief. She clears her throat and decides to play the part.
"You asshole! Just because we were on a break, it doesn't mean we were officially broken up! That doesn't outright give you permission to make out with Kira Starr."
Austin raises an eyebrow in amusement.
She was bringing reality into this.
She really did catch Austin and Kira making out by her locker, and as much as she acted disgusted to their faces, she couldn't deny the pang of jealousy inside her.
As usual, he was an ass about it and teased her for being jealous (Which she was, but he didn't need to know that.)
"Oh yeah, well if you claim we were 'still together', why were you flirting with Gavin Young the other day?" he accuses. Either he's playing this part really well or he was actually mad about it.
Ally scoffed at this. It seemed he was bringing reality into this too. "We weren't flirting. He was asking for help in Physics." She folds her arms. Suddenly, the fake argument seems a little too real.
"Sure, he wanted your 'help' with Physics." He mocks and she glares at him.
Ally huffs. "I hate you!"
Austin narrows his eyes. "I hate you too, Princess."
Mike clears his throat from next to Austin and her head snaps towards him. She almost forgot he was there.
He scratches his neck awkwardly. "Look, it seems you two have a lot to work out, so I'll just leave you to that. But one of you, will clean this egg from off my house." And with that he re-enters the house and closes the door.
As soon as the door closes, Austin drops his mad look and bursts into laughter. Ally's glare morphs into a look of amusement at this.
"Really? 'We were on a break.' You couldn't just go along with the whole cheating thing." She questions.
Austin shrugs. "I was watching Friends earlier." Ally shakes her head as he continues. "Besides, I don't want my dad to think I cheated on someone. He already thinks I'm an asshole, I don't want him to think I'm a bigger one." He responds with a chuckle.
Ally chuckles in turn. He smiles at this and looks down at his feet. "Plus, if we were really dating I don't think I'd ever cheat on you. That's like the douchiest thing to do to someone."
Ally blushes at this and moves a strand of hair behind her ear. He blushes slightly before sputtering. "I didn't mean you, you. I meant you in general."
Ally laughs. "Uh huh, sure." Austin rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
"So why are you really here? I know goody two shoes like you don't vandalize for sport." He leans on the doorway.
Ally shakes her head. "God you're such a jerk."
"Says the one egging my house in the middle of the house!"
"Whatever, just go annoy Kira or something. I'd clean the egg up." She dismisses up walking up to the porch to begin cleaning, but stops when she sees the familiar look.
He smirks at her. "I knew you were jealous of me and Kira kissing." He reminds her and she groans.
"First of all, I was more disgusted than anything else. And second of all, it was part of the act with your dad, asshole. I wasn't actually jealous." She rolls her eyes.
Austin contains smirking, folding his arms. "Uh huh, sure." He teases.
"Were you actually jealous of me and Dallas?" she counters, ignoring his teasing.
Austin scoffs. "As if, I'd be jealous of that meathead. The dude can't even say library. I don't even know why you like him." He responds bitterly.
"I don't like him. He really was asking for help with Physics." She responds and he huffs. It's her turn to smirk. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say Austin Moon was jealous."
Instead of quipping, he stares at the ground in thought. "Okay, so maybe I was." He responds after a while.
Ally stops smirking to quirk her brow. Did she hear him correctly? "What?"
He puts his hands in his pockets and walks towards her. "Maybe I was a little jealous when I saw meathead talking to you."
"Why?"
"Why did you egg my house?" he counters. "Do I really annoy you that much?" he asks softly.
Ally sighs and shakes her head. "No. Trish dared me to egg some random house. I didn't know it was yours. But I have a feeling she knew."
He chuckles as he walks closer to her. "Oh? And here I was thinking it was because you couldn't stop thinking about me and you had to come see me, even if it meant getting in trouble." He smirks.
Ally huffs purses her lips, not liking how hot he looks right now. "Okay I answered your question, now you have to answer mine."
He furrows his brow, trying not to smile. "What was the question?" he asks feigning confusion.
She exhales loudly. "Why were you jealous of Dallas?" she repeats.
He nods his head and looks down at the ground. His cockiness seemingly gone as he becomes more- bashful?
"Because-." He starts and walks closer to her. "It's kind of linked to the reason I was hoping you came by to egg my house."
"Huh?" she voices and he laughs.
"I was hoping you couldn't stop thinking about me. And the reason for that is because I can't stop thinking about you." He responds and Ally feels her heart jump beneath her ribs. "And it would really suck if I lost you to Dall-ass."
Ally laughs and he smiles back at her.
A piece of hair falls in front of her face and before she can move, he brushes it back behind her ear. She stops laughing and blushes.
This is the most cordial and probably the nicest they've ever been to eachother. Face to face that is.
She'll never forget when she overheard him defending her from Elliot Miller after he claimed he was going to 'tap that ass' after he took her out on the first date.
Needless to say, it was the day she realized he was actually a sweet guy and her pathetic crush really started.
Only now it didn't seem so pathetic…
"Even though I really was dared to come here. You weren't wrong. I really do never stop thinking about you." She responds softly.
He smiles in return. His hand that moved the stray hair never left her face and moves to cradle it instead. There's a charged silence between them before Austin licks his lips and Ally catches onto the movement.
"Can I kiss you?" he asks, almost sounding a little desperate, but she can't find it in herself to tease him about it.
Without really responding, she leans up to capture his lips. Despite their usual heated arguments, the kiss is soft and sweet. Their lips move in sync, almost shyly for a little while, before they get more comfortable and begin placing teasing pecks on the other. Now this is more like them.
After placing one more peck on his lips, she pulls away with a huge grin and Austin mirrors it.
"I've thought about that a lot. Most of the time when I'm arguing with you, I'm really admiring how adorable and hot you look when you get riled up and how much I want to run up and kiss you." He admits.
Despite her raging blush, she teases him back. "Is that why your arguments make no sense?"
He shakes his head. "I just can't win with you, can I?"
She chuckles. "Hey, all I'm saying is that you're lucky, you're hot." She fondly rubs at his bedhead and he smirks in response.
She sighs before she remembers what time it is. "I should go. Trish is probably worried I got arrested or something. Plus, I have to give her an evil dare to get my revenge."
"And I have to clean my front door, apparently." He motions to the egg covered door and wall.
Guilt strikes her. "Don't. I'll come by early in the morning and help you."
Although, it wasn't that much mess and really doesn't seem like a two person job, he nods anyways. Who was he to deny more time with her?
"I'll even make it up to you and bring breakfast. How about…eggs?" she teases and he rolls his eyes.
"I fucking hate you." He responds good-naturedly.
"Yeah, I hate you too." She responds before she leans up to kiss him yet again.
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Yup… so that's that.
I hope everyone is safe and healthy.
Hopefully, this quarantine and my boredom will make me write more stories. I have more coming soon but knowing me, it will probs take longer than necessary to finish.
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More to come to stick around!
As for now, I'm out!
Peace!