All For You

Chapter 1

"Austin!" Ally ran towards him with excitement, careful not dropping the package of fur in her arms. "Look! Look! Look! Guess what my dad finally let me have? Pets! Isn't she adorable?" She shoved the little brown puppy in to his face, causing him to back up and hide away in Dez's shoulders, grimacing a little. The tiny terrier had medium, chocolate brown hair that stuck out a bit, barely revealing her dark eyes and nose. It's tongue, the color of bubblegum, was panting in and out playfully. "She's Trish's Christmas present to me! Isn't she cute?" Ally kept pushing the dog closer and closer to Austin, causing him to feel slightly claustrophobic.

"Why the heck did you pick a brown one?" He muttered in a rather mocking tone, causing her to feel dumb. "The blond ones are cuter." He pushed the small animal away by the nose and then wiped his hand on his jeans, trying to get rid of dog germs.

"Well Trish kept on complaining that I should've gotten the blond one, but it didn't catch my attention." She held the brown puppy up to where both noses were and nuzzled it. "Although it was cute, the brown one was amazing. It was recently in a car crash where it's whole family died. This one was the only survivor. Can you believe that? A little cutie like her survived a major accident!"

Her male counterpart shrugged. "I've heard more severe cases."

"She must've been blessed by God!"

"Don't be stupid Ally. It's just a dog," he retorted, rolling his eyes at the girl and her pet, just mocking her with his gaze. How childish could she be? For her to just squeal at the thought of having a slobbering mutt in her household. Surely she would regret it later on when it starts eating her homework or something. And we all thought she was a perfectionist.

"Um, speaking of Christmas, do you want to hang out at Sonic Boom for a bit?" Ally asked, a blush slowly creeping up to her cheeks just as he was about to walk away, done with silently complaining about her new … thing. "We've never hung out that much in a while and there are some present under the tree we set up."

He looked back, gazing at her large and hopeful eyes. She looked like those cute four year olds with her holding on to her terrier and it almost killed him to decline her offer, especially the cold and harsh way he did. "Presents? From who?"

She hesitated to answer, but heaved a heavy sigh. "... Me."

"Just you?"

She nodded, not looking up from the chocolate puppy.

"Then it can wait right?" He gave her his sarcastic smile. The ones that he always gives to the annoying fan girls when they wouldn't shut up and leave him alone. Ally knew that look too well -well- everybody did, considering that it was the Austin Moon. Internet Sensation. "I don't think that I need to use all that energy just to come and get one small present from you. Right Ally?"

"Well actually..." She seemed uneasy. "I have five presents for you."

"Five? For me? I thought you said you were the only one who brought presents."

"I was."

He chuckled bitterly. "It can still wait." He turned and started to walk away, knowing that he couldn't face her when saying the next words. "I'm not going to miss spending time with Dez and the others at his house just because you want me to open your presents. What are they? A bunch of pancakes and a few foam spitters of myself? Psh, I get enough of that from the fans!"

She froze, hurt slowly creeping up to her face. Small droplets of tears crept down her cheeks quietly, not that he noticed them since he was already off and running over to the Christmas party. His words ran in her head the rest of the day while she would walk on for miles and miles aimlessly through the crosswalks and streets, not bothering to answer the numerous phone calls and texts, asking her about why she wasn't at the party. That year, Ally Dawson didn't take the rare opportunity (for her) to have a party on Christmas.

Austin walked down the street, his eyes searching for the Melody Diner. He's been enjoying his day so far, playing pranks with Dez and performing at the beach. He was looking for a specific blond, but, o his dismay, he ended up face to face with the annoying rat: Ally.

"Austin!" She exclaimed, a surprised smile etched on her face. "Do you want to hang out? You seem busy."

Austin gracefully moved away from her, now to her side. He had to make up a lie. For all he knew, he didn't want to be hanging out with a childish brat when he had more important things to do. "I'm tired."

"Well how about tomorrow?" She suggested. "We haven't hung around since you debuted and-"

"I'm busy tomorrow. Me and Dez are hanging out with your boyfriend at, uh, where are we going again?"

"My boyfriend?"

"Yeah, what was his name again? That Dall fella? Dallen, was it?"

"Dallas," she corrected him, annoyance written all over her face. It was true that he had a crush on her, but that doesn't automatically mean that they both had a thing with each other.

"Yeah, him!"

Ally stopped. She knew that even if he wasn't doing anything tomorrow, the last thing he would do was hang out with her. Why would he anyway when he's in love with Melody Diner's number one employee, Cassidy? And it was because of her feelings for him that she didn't agree to his feelings. Sure, she liked him back, but she was a loyal friend to Ally, hence not accepting his past confessions. Maybe she would've dated him if she never met Ally, but she cared too much for her friend to even attempt dating him and losing her trust.

Yes, Ally knew that he resented her. Even though she begging Cassidy to accept Austin's heart. Even though she tried to convince him that he was better off without the blond anyway. Even though she tried making him realize that she had feelings for him that were more true and sincere than Cassidy's, Austin would never like her back, even if he wasn't in love with Cassidy.

But she didn't give up. She couldn't. Ever since she first saw him messing around in her dad's store a few years before, Austin had been her best friend. There were so many memories that they had made and so many things that she learned from him. He was the ray of sunshine that stopped her from shying away from songwriting. He was the silver lining that had brought her so far in her music career. He was the smile tugging at her lips when her tears fell when she was frustrated at learning how to dance.

And it was all because of his crush on Cassidy and debut that he denied their whole friendship afterwards. He could ignore her as if she didn't exist, and avoid her as if she carried the plague. He could forget their days together, but she cannot. Ally Dawson cannot, will not, forget the one friend that pulled her together when she was slipping so far apart. Ally remembers. Ally feels everything, and, if Austin can reciprocate the past feelings, if he couldn't feel those emotions, she would feel it for them.

She won't give up.

For his birthday party, he had not invited her (though he invited everyone one else including Cassidy), but she came anyways. The second she appeared, a growing frown was upon his face. Ally was wearing a red plaid shirt with a denim shirt over it, a brown belt around her wait. She wore a denim skirt and brown boots, knowing that he loved plaid and denim. She carried a basket and one hand and a box of homemade chocolate chip pancakes on the other. The basket contained a new pair of Nike's, the most recent guitar that came out, a bottle full of his favorite maple syrup, a box of cinnamon sticks, a deck of cards, a cool cell phone cover of cartoon pancakes, and a limited edition of horror movies, all wrapped in clear plastic and tied with a red ribbon. It was everything that Austin told Dez and Trish he wanted for his birthday. Some bought him an a guitar. Some bought him cinnamon sticks, but Ally bought him everything he wanted. Every. Single Thing.

Still, his reaction was icy cold. "Ally, this is a birthday party, not an Easter event. Why the heck would you bring a basket?"

Her heart hurt at his comment, like a needle striking every corner of it, but her smile didn't falter.

"Sorry, Austin." She laughed to lighten the mood, but failed due to his dark growl. "I just thought it would look nicer than cramming it all in to a box."

"Well thanks for trying," he rolled his eyes sarcastically.

"Do you like it?" She asked excitedly.

"It's fine," he responded, tossing it roughly to the corner of the gift table.

It wasn't long before Austin dragged Ally out because they were going to watch horror movies, bringing up the well known fact that she hated them. That was true, but Dallas disliked them as well and didn't get dragged out of the room. She knew it was an excuse for her to go home.

When she got home, she brushed past the living room where her dad was, ignoring questions about why she returned home so early and locked herself in her room. That night, she skipped dinner and missed her dad's goodnight due to crying and refusing to unlock the door.