Bonjour! Shout outs to: Ausllylover0902, Love Shipper, thatrandomgirl1997, MusicIsLife4Real, Singer10, Ishipabaittoomuch and all the guests. I've been trying to update more often, but I have all this homework to do, so…. Anyway, here is chapter 3. It is in Austin's POV.


I sat down on my bed as I opened a random page in Ally's book. The first thing I saw was an entry, dated at least a good year ago.

Dear Diary,

Mom and Dad are fighting again. They're always fighting. I've also been working on a new song. I've never understood why they can't just divorce or something.

I read on, where Ally continues about her parents' fight, which ended with her mom throwing a vase at her dad. I flipped to the next page where there was a song.

Right from the start
You were a thief
You stole my heart
And I your willing victim
I let you see the parts of me
That weren't all that pretty
And with every touch you fixed them
Now you've been talking in your sleep oh oh
Things you never say to me oh oh
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
We're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

I grabbed a pen, and tore a page from my own song book. I began writing more words on a clean white page.

I'm sorry I don't understand
Where all of this is coming from
I thought that we were fine
(Oh we had everything)
Your head is running wild again
My dear we still have everythin'
And it's all in your mind
(Yeah but this is happenin')
You've been havin' real bad dreams oh oh
You used to lie so close to me oh oh
There's nothing more than empty sheets
Between our love, our love
Oh our love, our love

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
I'll never stop
You're still written in the scars on my heart
You're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

Oh tear ducts and rust
I'll fix it for us
We're collecting dust
But our love's enough
You're holding it in
You're pouring a drink
No nothing is as bad as it seems
We'll come clean

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

Just give me a reason
Just a little bit's enough
Just a second we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
It's in the stars
It's been written in the scars on our hearts
That we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again
Oh, we can learn to love again
Oh, we can learn to love again
Oh oh, that we're not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

I watched the words form on the page, and as soon as I was done, I flipped to another page in Ally's book, and I soon got lost in her world of songs and music, before I grabbed a guitar and played a tune and began to write.


Ally's POV

"And now, everyone, we have Austin Moon coming today for music class," the music teacher, Mrs. George said. Austin walked in and sat in the stool. All the girls shouted, except me. He sat down.

"So, um, I want someone to sing a duet with me to start off the class," All the girls raised their hands. I stared at Trish's empty seat. She didn't come to school today and neither did Dez.

"How about you?" he said, and I looked up to see Austin Moon staring at me. Everyone looked in my direction. I shook my head, but a boy - Dallas to be exact- gave me a small push. I got up awkwardly, and sat in the stool next to Austin. I heard Brandi snicker. No one in school knew I could sing, except Trish.

"What's your name?" he asked, politely. I mumbled the word, 'Ally' He nodded before he started playing with his guitar. I knew every note.

Every time I think I'm closer to the heart
Of what it means to know just who I am
I think I've finally found a better place to start
But no one ever seems to understand

I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be that you're not that far

He paused for a second. I looked at the words on the paper. Brandi and her friends was on full scale laughter now. I swallowed, and pretended to be in my room, all alone. My voice sounded small and shaky at first, before I gained more confidence.

You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Austin joined in, and the laughter immediately stopped. I sang even more, making up lyrics as far as I went.

You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find
To fix the puzzle that I see inside
Painting all my dreams the color of your smile
When I find you it will be alright

I need to try to get to where you are
Could it be you're not that far

You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

Austin began singing another verse, and I sang with him, loving the feeling of the song as I went.

Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say
Spending all my time, stuck in yesterday
Where you are is where I wanna be
Oh next to you
And you next to me
Oh, I need to find you
Yeah

You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you

You're the voice I hear inside my head
The reason that I'm singing
I need to find you
I gotta find you
You're the missing piece I need
The song inside of me
I need to find you
I gotta find you
Yeah, yeah, I gotta find you

I finished singing the song, and everyone burst into loud applause. I got up from the stool, and remained quiet for the rest of the day.


I opened my locker, and as soon as I opened it, a book came out. It was my missing diary. I opened it. Inside, stuck by the cover was a note written in Austin Moon's fine curly handwriting. The note read:

Nice to meet you, Allison Dawson, and you are a most amazing singer.

From: Austin Moon


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