Ally's Boys: Chapter 4
A/N: Here's the next chapter! Thanks to all of you who reviewed the previous chapters, and I hope you continue! Tell me what you thought of the story, or just tell me something completely irrelevant and random! I don't care, haha. Disclaimer: I do not own Austin & Ally or anything else I might have mentioned.
Austin's POV
The day after Mia's party was spent picking up trash and destroyed decorations, vacuuming like crazy, and desperately trying to hide broken furniture. Our parents were coming home later that night, and they didn't know we had invited all those people. They were under the impression it was just a small get together. Oops!
I was really glad I invited Ally. We spent the night sneaking desserts to my room and chowing down while cracking stupid jokes and playing truth or dare. When Ally was hyped up on sugar, she was hilarious. She dared me to drink toilet water. Really gross, but I actually did it. I'm kind of an idiot.
At least I learned some about Ally when she picked truth. I discovered she was deathly afraid of jellyfish, she had puked on Trish on a rollercoaster three years ago, and she felt responsible for Jake and worried about him a lot. At one point, when there was a break in our easy flow of conversation, she spoke up quietly. "I miss my mom." I tried super hard not to grab her and squeeze her close to me, but I failed. We ended up curled up in a ball on my floor, with her head buried in my shoulder. Not that I minded at all…
Then there had been the incident when some stupid guys from Mia's grade had tried to flirt with Ally obnoxiously. Innocently pouring herself a drink in the kitchen, a dumb jock named Brian strode up to her and slung his beefy arm over her shoulders. I could tell she was uncomfortable, especially when he tried to hold her hand. I quickly swooped in for her rescue. Yep, that's me. Ally's hero!
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Getting the ok from Mia to leave, I skateboarded over to Ally's house. I threw my board behind her bushes and knocked on the door.
Jake answered. "Oh, hey Austin. What's up?" Of course he was eating something. Looked like some Doritos, but I could've been wrong. You never know with him.
"Where's Ally?" I asked quickly.
"Upstairs." He answered, nodding behind him. I jogged past him, and I saw him roll his eyes at me out of the corner of my eye.
I knocked on Ally's door, but opened it right after. She never cared if I barged in her room. Ally was pretty cool like that, but I just hoped I would never walk in on her changing or something. I could never erase that image from my mind.
"Hey, Ally. 'Sup?" I said casually, throwing myself onto her neatly made bed. She was sitting at her desk in some of Jake's old baseball sweats and what looked like my sweatshirt. "Is that my sweatshirt?" I asked, chuckling.
"Yup." Ally answered without glancing up. She was scribbling in her song book, not paying attention to the world around her. "I'm working on your latest hit. I think it's gonna be pretty good!" She finally looked up at me, her beautiful brown eyes warm and happy.
"Great! Can I see it?" I inched closer to her to peer over her shoulder, but the little brunette snatched the book away from my view. I sighed.
"Austin, you know the rules. No peeking!" Alyl giggled, throwing her pen at my head.
"Is that how you want to play? Alright, Dawson. Come and get it!" I yelled, grabbing her waist and pulling her down to the floor. She laughed wildly, and the sound filled the room. I smiled widely.
Suddenly, she stopped thrashing and peered up at me with big doe eyes. "Do you want your sweatshirt back?" Ally asked innocently. My heart skipped a beat.
"Nah, you can keep it. It looks better on you anyways." I winked, and a light blush showed on her soft cheeks. I loved when she blushed. I wished I could tell her without sounding weird. We're supposed to be best friends!
"Ok." Ally said. I could tell she was thinking about something, so I didn't interrupt. "Austin, why are you my friend?" My petite little friend burst out. The question surprised me.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, you're so great and talented and popular. I'm…not. I'm not important or anything. I know I write your songs, but how come you like me? You're so much better than me. You don't need me, but I need you. It's kind of imbalanced, don't you think?" Ally bit her lip, sending shivers down my spine. Anger boiled in my veins, and I counted to ten to cool down. How could she think that? She was so important and loved! I gathered my words, trying not to scream.
"How can you even say that?" I whispered, scooting away from her. A shocked expression flashed on her pretty face.
"You know it's true." Ally whispered back. I closed my eyes.
"Ally, you mean so much to me? How could you be so stupid to even think that? Gosh, Ally, just quit. I love- I just- you're so-" I stuttered, forcing myself not to yell at her. She looked away quickly, and I knew I said something wrong.
"See? You just said it! I'm stupid." Ally chewed her wavy brown hair, with her eyes downcast.
"You're not stupid, I'm just saying how clueless you are to even think that!" My voice raised higher and louder.
"Yeah, I'm so stupid and clueless! You know, Austin, if you really didn't want me around, then why don't you just leave? I'm too dumb and ugly and stupid and-" She yelled at me, her small hands clenching into tiny fists. I cut her off by throwing a hand over her mouth, stopping her horrible words. My heart ached.
"Ally, shut up!" I jumped up. I just couldn't stand it anymore. "Now you really are being stupid! You aren't dumb or ugly or anything! Just stop it! Do you not know I freaking love you? God, Ally! You are stupid!"
"Just go, Austin! Go! Please! Just go," Ally let out a small sob, and my face softened. Tears slowly fell onto her distressed face, and my heart broke. I felt numb. I made Ally cry. I just made my best friend cry. Stupid, Austin!
"No, Ally… I-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean-" I tried to apologize quickly, but she was shoving me out of her room. I found myself locked out of her room, and locked out of her life.
Refusing to let it end like that, I plopped myself outside her door, staring at the plain white paint. "Ally, open the door. Please." I said softly. There was no answer. I ran my hands through my hair, and let out a frustrated sigh. "Ally, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it at all."
Footsteps on the stairs. Jake. He saw me outside of Ally's room, and lumbered over to me. "What's going on?" Jake sat down next to me with a bag of chips in his hand. The sound of him chewing irritated me, and I snatched the bag away and threw it down the hallway. He glared at me.
"Ally's mad at me. I made her cry." I said in a low voice. I couldn't believe it. I was a terrible, terrible person. I always prided myself on being her protector, but I was the one hurting her.
"Geez. What'd you do?" Jake asked me.
"I don't know. We got into a fight. She kept saying she was stupid, and I-" I tried to explain, but realized how stupid it sounded and stopped. All of a sudden, we heard a sound from inside Ally's room. Sniffling. She was still crying.
"Well, as a good brother, I'm supposed to hit you now or something. I don't know. I never read the brother manual." Jake cracked a goofy smile, and I rolled my eyes.
"Go ahead. I feel horrible. I'd love it if you'd hit me." I sighed, my voice breaking. Jake put a hand on my shoulder.
"Nah, man. I like you. I'd hit you if you slept with her or something." Jake drawled out. I choked. Slept with Ally? God. He really was not good at making me feel better.
"Dude!" I yelled at him.
"What?" He raised his hands in defense.
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Checking my phone, I discovered it was eight. I had texted Mia to say I wouldn't be home for dinner. Still positioned outside of Ally's room, there was no sign of movement from inside. I guess she fell asleep. I tried apologizing through the door, but she never answered. I figured she would come out sometime to use the bathroom or get food. So far, no luck.
Until there was a sound of footsteps from inside her room. I looked up, hopeful. The doorknob twisted, and Ally cracked the door open, peeking out. I jumped up and forced the door open, against her protests.
"God, Austin! You're impossible! Why are you still here?" Ally glared at me, crossing her arms.
"Listen! Please listen, Ally." I begged her, putting my hands on her shoulders.
After a moment, she agreed to hear me out. "I'm listening."
"I am so so so sorry. I should have respected your question and not yelled at you. I was wrong. You did nothing wrong, it was me that overreacted. I feel terrible, and I just want you to forgive me. See, I just got so upset because I couldn't believe you thought you weren't important to me. The truth is, I couldn't do anything without you! You mean so much to me, and not just because you write my songs. You're my absolute best friend, and you are perfect to me. You, Ally Dawson, are certainly not stupid, dumb, ugly, or insignificant. You are amazing, talented, beautiful, and totally important to me." I said, out of breath. My eyes met hers, searching for forgiveness.
Her features softened, and I felt her slim arms wrap around me, hugging me. I pulled her closer, and I felt her laugh. "Thank you, Austin. I totally forgive you. I overreacted too. You're the best." Ally whispered in my ear, and I touched her soft brown hair.
A/N: How was it? Did you like it? I know it was a little shorter than the other chapters. Sorry! Please review!