Warning: Be ready to cry…

"I can't believe you're blaming me for this." Ally exclaimed, making her way out of the Melody Diner. Austin stood there in shock, watching his partner leave.

"Fine, I'll get my own pie." Dez sang as he marched into the kitchen. Austin glanced over at Dez and shook his head.

"He can't communicate his feelings, and I'm the one who ruined his chances? Ugh." Ally huffed towards her car, slamming the door as she sat in the driver's seat. She put the key into the ignition and started the car, pressing down on the gas pedal.

"How is it that every time things go wrong, I'm the one to blame?" Ally continued her rant to herself as she drove.

So lost in her anger, after she noticed she had run a red light, she failed to see the speeding car racing towards her. One small scream from the short brunette and everything went black.

Late that night, Austin was in his room, plucking random strings on his guitar when his phone started to ring. He sighed and walked over, answering the phone.

"Austin, its Trish. Ally's in the hospital, hurry." Trish demanded, quite worriedly. Almost as if she was choking on her own voice.

Austin threw away his thoughts and grabbed his jacket, then raced out of his house, down towards the local hospital. When he arrived, he asked the nurse if Ally Dawson was in one of the rooms.

"Room 208, you better hurry." The nurse pointed down the halls, which Austin quickly ran through, until he came across a room with a doctor, Mr. and Mrs. Dawson, Trish and Dez. They glanced behind them to find Austin, slightly out of breath and scared.

"Is she okay?" Austin asked, making his way towards Ally's bedside. Everyone looked at him with teary eyes. "Was that a bad question?" He pressed on curiously.

"As I was telling Ally's family, the impact from the car that crashed into Ally was very harsh. He was going about seventy five miles per hour at least, which is enough momentum to kill a person in mere seconds." The doctor explained.

Austin was growing impatient, wanting to know if she was okay. He didn't care about the stupid facts.

"He claims that he and his partner were coming home from a party, and the driver had too much to drink. He also said that he did not see Ms. Dawson's car in front of him."

"Look, I came to see if my best friend was okay. I don't care about the stupid idiot who was drunk. Is she okay?" Austin exclaimed, staring down at Ally, not even making eye contact with the doctor.

"Are you Austin Moon?" The doctor asked, causing Austin to nod. The doctor handed him a parchment paper, folded with his name on it in Ally's elegant hand-writing.

"C-Can I have a moment?" Austin asked, glancing at the people who were currently in the room. They all left and Austin opened the letter.

Dear Austin,

If you're reading this, than it means that I'm probably lying on my death bed. But, that's okay, because I've lived my life to the fullest. There are a few confessions in this letter that you need to read.

First let me start off by saying never give up your dreams. I know you can't write a song to save your life, but please try. Your career means the world to both of us.

Second, tell everyone I'll be watching over them. Maybe not all the time, but I will be watching. Trish, Dez, mom, dad, Nelson. Also, tell them that I'll always been with them.

Tears started to form in Austin's eyes, as he looked over to the 'sleeping' Ally beside him. He looked back down at the paper in his hands and continued to read.

Third, and this will be the hardest for me to say. Austin… I love you. I don't know how it happened, it was just one day we met and I instantly fell in love with a pancake eating, music loving, goofball that had a soft spot for stuffed animals.

It's the way you made everything so easy or better when they were difficult. I always admired you for your ability to stand up on stage and sing your rock star heart out. I am glad I was able to be part of your team.

Everything in this letter is true, and completely real. Excuse the tear drops on this page. I get so emotional at times. I'm afraid I'll actually leave you one day.

So, before I go, promise me this Austin Moon. At my funeral, sing me a song before they burry me. A song you wrote and that came from your heart. That's what I want. And it's can't be that "Song" song.

I will always love you,

Ally Dawson

Austin dropped the letter onto the ground, tears slipping from his eyes. He looked back over to Ally, took her hand in his and kissed her lips gently. "I promise Ally." He whispered, fluttering his eyes closed as a single tear fell.

The night of Ally's funeral and Mr. Dawson had just finished his emotional, and tear jerking speech about his amazing daughter. Austin was up next, and he took a mic from Dez.

"This is an original song by me, for my amazing best friend, and the love of my life, Ally." Austin said, before the music began.

Standing in the spotlight

On such a perfect night

Knowing you're out there listening

I remember one time

When I was so afraid

Didn't think I had the courage

To stand up on this stage

Then you reached into my heart

And you found the melody

And if there ever was somebody

Who made me believe in me

It was you

It was you

It was your song that made me sing

It was your voice that gave me wings

And it was your light that shined

Guiding my heart to find

This place, where I belong

It was your song

Every night I pray

Before the music starts to play

That's I'll do my best and I won't let you down

And for all the times I've stood here

This feeling feels brand new

And any time I doubt myself I think of you

'Cause it was your song that made me sing

And it was your voice that gave me wings

And it was your light that shined

Guiding my heart to find

This place, where I belong

It was your song

Dreams can come true

With God's great angels like you

It was your song that made me sing

It was your voice that gave me wings

And it was your light that shined

Guiding my heart to find

This place, where I belo-o-ng

It was your song

It was your song

It's always been your… song

The audience gently clapped, while Trish and Penny (Ally's mother) cried on the shoulders of their gentleman. Lester and Dez in this case. Austin hung his head and made his way back to his seat, tightly closing his eyes, trying not to let tears fall from his eyes.

"And now, we send you away Ally, so you may rest in peace." The pastor says before four men pick up Ally's casket and carry her away. Ally said that if she was to be buried, she wanted to her family by her side. Ally's mother and father, Trish, Dez and Austin followed the suited men and stood on the side, watching as they lower Ally's casket into the ground.

"Wait," Austin exclaims softly. He pulls out Ally's brown leather songbook, grasping it tightly in his hands before he kneels down and drop it on top of her casket. He stands straight and continues to watch the casket until it's out of sight and covered with dirt.

An hour later, Austin is, again, kneeling over the dirt lump, supposedly Ally, and is silently crying. "If only I was with you. Why couldn't you have stayed? Why was I such an idiot for yelling at you? Ally, I'm so sorry."

Austin's voice started to crack as more tears started to slip. "I'm so, so sorry."

"Austin," Trish says lowly, grasping Austin's shoulder with her hand. "It's time to go."

"Give me one minute." Austin stands from the ground, pulling out a rose from the other side of his jacket, placing it on top of the dirt.

"I love you too, Allyson Marie Dawson. I will always love you."

I warned you. Heck, I even cried myself, so don't worry about it. Just, so much emotion! But, I heard from a reviewer that it's good to make your readers feel for the characters. So, that's good, right?

The song was "It Was Always Your Song" by Garth Brooks. I really like his music. The song was originally for his mother, who passed away, but I thought it would be beautiful for Austin to sing.

Thanks for reading you guys. Again, I cried along with you as I wrote it. It's okay to admit it. Review?