A/N: Summer is almost here and I have SO many fanfiction ideas, specifically a Disney Princess series (you'll see what I mean)! Another Chance is almost done, one more (mini) chapter. Is it too rushed? Let me know, thanks :)
"What do you want?" I bite, whipping my head to glare at him.
"I want to get up...please," he grunts, and I reach my hand out to help him, avoiding his steady stare.
"Now what? What's so important that you needed to press all those buttons?" I say bitterly, interested to know his answer.
"Us. We're important, Ally, you know we are."
I stay still for a bit, and I think he can tell how shocked I am from how my cheeks are blushing. No, focus, Ally. He doesn't want to be with you.
"Oh yeah, how many times have you used that one before?" I reply angrily, surprised at what I came up with on the spot. He shakes his head, coming closer to me and looking like he's about to hold me.
"I've only meant it once."
My breath catches in my throat and I look up at him, the desperation in his face evident.
"Can you please tell me why you're mad at me?" he asks, holding my hands gently. We reach Level Five and thankfully no one's there.
"I'm not-" I pause when I see his expression, eyebrows raised, daring me to say more.
"Fine. I'm a bit mad. A little. It's just...we hardly gave each other a chance, you know? I really wanted to make this work and we both gave up so easily," I mumble. It pains me to admit all this to him. He closes his eyes and groans, squeezing my hands tighter.
"So I guess we both screwed up, mostly me...Ally, I am so sorry," he says rubbing my shaking fingers, getting closer to me now. Avoid his eyes, avoid his eyes, Ally.
"Look at me," the blonde says softly, then he uses his calloused fingers to lift my chin up so I have to stare at him, at his eyes, his perfection. I mutter something along the lines of "what" but I don't hear myself say it, all I can see is him nearing me, smirking.
"What do you say about giving Auslly another try, Ally?"