"What are you doing here Trish?" I spat at her.
"Whoa what's with the running then hatting?" She asked looking almost scared, almost. Suddenly I felt bad for yelling at her, it wasn't her fault she had the world's worst timing.
"Sorry it's just I was so close to telling Ally how much she really means to me and then you walked." Shock and sadness wiped over poor Trish's face.
"OH MY GOSH I AM SOOOOO SORRY, YOU MAY NEVER GET ANOTHER CHANCE LIKE THAT AGAIN, I JUST BLEW UP YOUR SHOT WITH ALLY!" I started to laugh at her panic.
"It's cool, I just wish you came in like ten minutes later."
"So how you gonna tell her?" she asked leaning so close I got scared and fell down.
"I don't know." I wined rubbing my, now sore butt.
"OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH, OH MY GOSH!" Screamed Trish.
"WHAT, WHAT, WHAT!" I mimicked.
"You need to tell her in a grand jester." (Who didn't see that coming?)
"What kind of jester?"
"A grand kind, in front of the whole mall, on camera!" I think Trish was more excited than I was.
"Well I have a concert tonight remember?"
"PERFECT!" Screamed Trish. I was worried but what she said next made me purely terrified.
"Now all you have to do is write a romantic song for Ally and sing it tonight dedicating it to her!"
"WHAT!" I yelped, not yelled, yelped.
"Ally's worth it isn't she?" Trish death stared me.
"Of course she is but how can I write one song in one night." Then I remembered the practice room, just me and Ally, the song we created off the top of our heads and suddenly lyrics came to me.
"I'VE GOT TO GO!" I yelled at Trish smoothly tripping over a stick on the ground. When I got home I started writing and wouldn't let myself stop until I was done. Ally was worth it.
On stage at the concert Ally visited me backstage.
"You look nervous." She observed frowning.
"You have no idea." I smiled. Tonight I was going to tell her how I felt, in front of everyone. Way to go Austin your best friends going to reject you in front of the whole mall. Whoop-tee-doo!
"And now who you all came to see.." Announced Dez, I really missed him today he was off visiting his aunt.
"Austin Moon!" The crowd roared, alright Austin time to shine.
"Hey guys now I know Ally Dawson usually writes my songs." The crowd went silent.
"O.K always writes my songs." People started clapping again.
"But this time I wrote the song and I'm dedicating it to her!" The crowd roared louder than it did when I was announced.
"Here you go Ally, I hope this explains why staring at the floor became my favourite hobby when I was with you." Some girls in the audience clued in and awwwwed.
"Here goes nothing, I said into the microphone quietly.
(I wrote this song too)
Drum kit, corn dogs
Over hear you writing songs
Double take, breaking walls
You're my partner after all
A billion hits, Kangaroo's
What will fame make us do
Lost book, ginger bread
New secrets fill my head
Big revenge, Jumbo-tron
Thinking shots at love are goooonnnnneeee
Chorse:
But with you, I'm complete
There's no Austin without Ally
New friendship
New found love
Your hands in mine
And it fits like a glove
You're like a Sonic Boom
To my heart
I hope we never grow apart
I'm too young to tell
But this may be a love song
Now thanks to you
I found the place where I belong
Oh yeah belong
Ooooo belong
Yeah
I belong-long-long
Oh I belong
Uh oh oh belong
Yeah thanks to you I belong
Everyone was clapping and I tried to find Ally through the crowd but the lights where to bright, all I could see where figures. Then I turned too faced backstage where I saw Ally with tears down her cheeks. oh no.