The elevator door opens before I can answer and in that second where he checks to see if anyone's entering, a crowd of thoughts from responsible Ally and hopelessly-in-love-with-Austin Ally go through my brain.
Just say yes, you'll bet to be with him finally.
But what if things go just as badly as last time, how are we going to continue to write songs? The responsible Ally that always thinks logically points out.
Oh, who cares about the songs, he's so perfect and look at those chocolate eyes, I reply to myself, sneaking a glance at the aforementioned eyes and getting lost.
The same eyes that begged me to become his partner, that made me melt whenever he did something sweet or caring. Through his brown orbs I remember how he's so cautious to protect me, to keep me happy. And maybe that's why he let me go...he wanted what's best for me. Like he always does.
Suddenly, I forgot everything that's happened all I want is him him him.
Hmm, maybe you're right. But at least make him beg for you. An idea forms itself through my brain.
"And why should we continue with Auslly? So you can be happy?" I let out, grabbing a fistful of his shirt and pulling him closer to me. He lets out a little yelp and stutters. The fact that I scare him amuses me
"N-no, not at all. This isn't about me. We should go on...so both of us can be happy...right?" his voice raises an octave as he backs up. I continue to pursue him, prodding my finger in his chest.
"And what if we're not?" I don't even know what I'm doing, this isn't normal Ally. But it feels natural being this close to him, my lips an inch away from his. From time to time he glances at them nervously.
"Wh- I'll do everything! We won't make the same mistakes as last time, we'll, uh, negotiate and stuff, try to not make it awkward. We'll...tell each other! Yeah, we'll tell each other when something's wrong instead of bottling things up like last time...?" he speaks uncertainly, squinting his eyes and trying to figure out what I'm playing at.
"Promise?" I say threateningly.
"Promise...," he mumbles, lips brushing mine as he stares right at me.
Go for it.
Before either of us knows it, his lips are on mine and mine on his and everything feels so perfect. I wrap my hands around his neck, pulling at the little blonde strands while he continues to kiss me so gently, not a bit of urgency in anything. He takes his time, making me feel special. In the back of my mind, I hear the ding as we reach numerous floors. But they're just in the back of my mind, and all I can focus on is Austin and how this is so long overdue.
So, yeah, maybe a relationship with this handsome guy is going to be a little harder than I thought, and we'll have to try our best to keep it going. But that's okay. Because everything and everyone deserves another chance.