"Don't you remember?"


At a little café, thoughts raced through her head. Why would he leave her like that, all for his career? She was the one that brought him to fame; he stole her song!

She tried desperately to forget about him, but it was so hard to erase him from her memory. His voice is something that echoed through her mind. His smile is now a permanent image in her brain.

For days, she sat in a little booth in the corner of the Grand Café on Fifth street in Miami, Florida. She usual had her songbook with her, writing down lyrics that poured from her broken heart.

But one day, Ally Dawson walked up onto stage in her long beige knitted shawl, a brown t-shirt underneath, her dark denim jeans, and her knee-high brown boots. She also wore her A&A necklace and a few silver bracelets.

She took a seat on the light wooden stool on stage, her guitar in hand and parted her lips to speak. "This song is called Don't You Remember?"*

When will I see you again?

You left with no goodbye

Not a single word was said

No final kiss to seal any sins

I had no idea of the state we were in

Even though she was deathly afraid of the stage, she just closed her eyes and continued strumming her guitar, letting the public know how her heart felt.

I know I have a fickle heart and a bitterness

And a wandering eye, and heaviness in my head

People started to notice Ally up on the stage and stopped talking. But, Ally was so caught up in her song, that even if she tried to stop now, she wouldn't.

But don't you remember?

Don't you remember?

The reason you loved me before

Baby, please remember me once more.

Little did Ally Dawson know that a certain blonde boy was passing by the café. It started to rain, and he walked inside and slid off the hood of his jacket and watched the brunette sing.

When was the last time you thought of me?

Or have you completely erased me from your memory?

I often think about where I went wrong

The more I do, the less I know

Her words pierced his heart, and he knows that he hurt her. He didn't mean to, he was stupid at the time. He just continued to listen to the brunette who was busy singing her heart out.

But I know I have a fickle heart and a bitterness

And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head

He pushed his way through the crowd, coming closer to the stage. Ally didn't see him though, being as her eyes were closed the entire time.

But don't you remember?

Don't you remember?

The reason you loved me before

Baby, please remember me once more

A few tears started to push threw the lids of Ally's closed eyes, as she tried hard to keep her voice from cracking.

Gave you space so you could breathe

I kept my distance so you would be free

And hoped that you'd find the missing piece

To bring you back to me

He noticed the tears that were now rolling down Ally's cheek, and his heart started to slowly break. Seeing her cry made him realized that he was the one that started this.

Why don't you remember?

Don't you remember?

The reason you loved me before

Baby, please remember me once more.

She sang her heart out, reaching the high note she never knew she should hit. Her eyes burst open and found that the crowd were on their feet, crying and cheering.

When will I see you again?

Ally slightly chuckled and wiped the tears from her eyes. She looked around the crowd until her haze fell upon him.

She stood quickly from the stool and tried to rush out of the café, the crowd still cheering.

"Ally, wait." That familiar voice calling out to her. She ignored it and continued walking. She was finally out of the building, but he had caught her arm, stopping her from going any further.

"Ally, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you like that." She turned around to see his apologetic face. He looked scared.

"Then why did you leave Austin? Why did you pick your career over your friends? Why did you pick it over me?" She asked, holding in the few tears that were threatening to spill.

"I don't know Ally, I was stupid. I should have known better." Austin says, but Ally just tries to slip away from him. He held on tighter, he doesn't want her to go.

"Look, I have to get home. Why don't you just go back to California. Obviously you career means more to you than our friendship." Ally scoffs and finally slips from his grip. He doesn't give up that easily.

Austin stands in front of Ally, blocking her path. "Listen to me, please. Our friendship means everything to me Ally. Screw my career. I gave it up to come back here."

Ally was mad, but when Austin spoke from his heart, she started to feel those tears come back to her.

"My career is nothing compared to what I had here."

The rain is still coming down, soaking the two that stood in front of the café. Drops of water ran down Austin's face, as he took a few steps closer to Ally.

Ally's arms were folded together, but suddenly dropped when Austin got closer.

"My career is nothing compared to you Ally."

With that, Austin pressed his lips to Ally's, with as much passion as he could fit into one little kiss. Ally suddenly melted as her lips molded perfectly with Austin's.

Austin moved Ally's wet hair from her face, and pulled her upwards towards him. Once they pulled away, they could hear cheering from inside the building.

Austin lightly chuckled, as Ally looked embarrassed when the crowd caught them. He turned Ally's head back around to face him, then kissed her once more.


*Don't You Remember, by Adele.

I don't own Austin and Ally, or Adele's song. Thanks for reading :)