Disclaimer: I don't own Austin&Ally, all rights go to the Creators.

New ARC for this one-shot series. so from here on, this series will change from "'Cause it's Me&You" (which was taken from the A&A song "It's me, it's you"), to "Like The Songs We Write" due to the fact the music is a big part of the cannon series, one-shots will be based on a lot of songs. Basically the same concept, really, but maybe you'll see the difference from the previous chapter.

Also, read the end note to find out what song would I do for the next one-shot.

So here you are, the first ever chapter for the new Arc of my Auslly one-shot series. Enjoy!

Chapter 11: You Said You Liked My Cobain Shirt.

He stood there at the corner, holding a cup half filled with beer.

It's his first time at a College party, and it's nothing like the parties he's attended when he was in high school. Compared to what he's seen so far, high school parties were child's play, like the pre-show for the real show. And by real show it meant that he's seen at least, three frat guys, streak across the campus singing "We Are The Champions" of Queen- oh, and lots and lots of smoking all kinds of stuff, be it cigarette or pot.

He almost felt out of place, really. Back when he was in Miami at Marino High, he used to rule the school; he was invited at all parties- he was the life of the party. But now, it felt like he was a freshman again.

Well, actually, that's because he is. A freshman in College that is.

This was the first party he had attended in four months! College sure was getting the best of him, after all it wasn't easy being a student at M.U.N.Y.- he worked his ass off during Senior year at high school just to get in at M.U.N.Y., there's no way in he would get kicked out of it just because he got lost in the world of the College hype. That's why he stayed away from parties all of the first semester.

Until of course his friend and roommate, Zack, convinced him to attend the year end Winter party.

All his expectations about attending the party were crushed the moment he stepped foot on the brick stairs that led to the house- this was not what he expected at all. All his friends(all of which were not freshmen) were already gone, and since he was one of the few freshmen who was invited(and attended) the party, he didn't exactly knew anyone.

And that's why he's ended up standing at one corner of the living room, observing everyone and everything that happened.

He didn't know how long he'd been in the party or what time it was when he first saw her. Maybe it was somewhere before midnight, he wasn't sure because it was really dark outside and because he's too distracted by her beautiful face to even care.

It all happened in a whirl wind. One moment he was standing at one corner of the house the next he was scrambling around the party trying to not so desperately follow the girl.

Finally he spotted Mia, who just waved at the Brunette. He speed walked to the Cellist. "Hey, Mia," he said, panting a little as the Brunette walked through the kitchen(probably to get herself a drink or something- he's really hoping she doesn't smoke).

"Oh, hey, Austin," Mia greeted him "So, how's your first ever M.U.N.Y. year end Winter party?"

"It's... it's going okay, I guess..." he shrugged "It's not really what I expected it to be; not quite used to it yet... but can I ask you something?

"Yeah, sure kiddo, what is it?"

"Oh, well, I, uh... I just wanted to ask who was that girl you just talked to..."

The Cellist grinned at him, wiggling her eyebrows. "Oh, her... why'd you wanna know?"

His cheeks heat up- and it's not just because of the temperature of the room. "I, uh, you know... I just- can you just please tell me who she is."

"Well, she's-"

"Trouble." an angelic voice interrupted. Austin turned to look at the person who just emerged out of the kitchen- it was the girl.

But before he could react to her, she was already making her way to the other side of the house. He felt his head spin and his heart hammer through his chest and his hands started to sweat- he has to know her name.

He looked at Mia. "Her name's not really 'Trouble' is it?" he asked, grimacing.

Mia whacked the underside of his head. "No! Of course not. Her name's Ally Dawson. She's a freshman, just like you, only she's been attending M.U.N.Y. since she was in elementary."

Austin wanted to throw up at that moment. She's way out of his league- too good, too perfect for him.

He backed up against the wall to support himself, taking in a big gulp of his drink.

"Yeah, good luck with that." Mia chortled at him, patting his shoulder before leaving him to his thoughts.

He takes another swig of his drink, completely draining it. What was he supposed to do now?

Then he saw her heading with his way and he panicked, so he hid at the kitchen and filled in his cup again. What he didn't expect was to see her enter the room as well. That cute little smirk plastered across on her lips- her lips that he so wanted to kiss.

He settled on the corner of the room, pretending to blend in with the utensil because he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of her. He kept his eyes glued on the floor, but even then his heart was tripping over itself because he knew she was still there, "hanging about".

"They really do suck, don't they?" she said, sitting on the counter right next to him.

"What?" his head snapped to look at her, his brows knitted in confusion(and surprise because she's talking to him!). Up close, she was even more beautiful- she was breath-taking, damn it!

"Your shirt, it's says that corporate magazine still suck." she smiled up at him- and dear god, he felt like melting! "And they really do. All of them, corporate magazines and their totally not believable photo-shopped pictures, major record labels and their manufacturd, clean-cut artists... the media just ruins everything good with its phony promises of fame and money and their flashy lights..."

Austin looked down at his shirt. "Oh, uh, y-yeah..." he just got tongue tied- which was the first time in forever! No girl has ever left him speechless, but then again, he's never ever met a girl that knows a lot about music like he thinks she does. He assumed this because, well, the girl's been attending M.U.N.Y. since elementary! What more proof does he need?

"Your shirt... it's the same as the one Kurt wore on their Rolling Stones magazine cover, right? It's so ironic. I wonder what Kurt would say about today's music and media..."

Austin kept quiet because he thought he might burst from the warmth he was feeling. She knew music, like really well. And it's perfect, he could ask for nothing more.

"You do know that that tagline came from Kurt Cobain right?" she asked him.

He chuckled taking a sip of his drink and slowly getting back his confidence. "Who's Kurt Cobain?" he joked. The incredulous look on her face when he said that made him burst out laughing even more. "Kidding! Of course, I know that. Really, I do." he insisted when she gave him a skeptical look. "In fact if I remember correctly, it sparked quite the news when he showed up wearing the hand printed shirt on set."

When he saw her smile grow, Austin felt his heart swell. "One of the many very bold and rebellious things Kurt did in his lifetime..." he added "I think he'd be pretty ashamed and disgusted of what's become of the music industry since then..."

She nodded before getting of the counter. Then she grabbed his hand.

This night was going to be unforgettable! Good thing he has nothing better to do tomorrow.

From then on things went on in a blur, time passed by like a whirlwind. The next thing he knew, it was two a.m. and he was walking Ally back to her dorm.

They had talked all night about all sorts of things- mostly music, though.

"You never told me what's your favorite Nirvana song..." she trailed off with a questioning look on her face.

He frowned. "That's not a fair question," he said "I love all of Nirvana's songs, it's hard to choose just one. But what about you, what's you favorite Nirvana song?"

Ally grinned at him "Well, I don't exactly love all of their songs but there's this one song about 'Living on a prayer' and stuff like that," she shrugged.

His frown grew after that. "Livin' on a prayer', isn't a Nirvana song... you do know that, right? It's Bon Jovi's song."

She chuckled, nodding. "I know, I just wanted to make sure that you actually know other songs of Nirvana aside from 'Smells Like Teen Spirit'... so what's you answer?"

"Wait, so you actually thought I'm just some poser who wore this shirt to be cool?"

There's a grimace on her face, sending him an apologetic look. "I just wanted to make sure..." she lamely defended herself, squaring her shoulders.

He shook his head in amusement but says nothing of the topic. "Well, it's got to be a tie between 'Lithium' and 'About A Girl', I guess... or maybe 'Heart Shaped Box'." he answered "It's really hard to pick just one. What about you?"

She nodded. "Alright fair enough. If I say that my favorite Nirvana song really is 'Smells Like Teen Spirit' would you believe me?" his only response was a deadpan look. "What? It's worth the shot..." she shrugged. "But it's got to be 'Dumb' for me... and maybe 'Lithium' is a close second."

Austin only nodded because, really what else was he supposed to say?

But their silence was short lived as she stopped walking(which in turn made him stumble to a halt as well).

"This is my stop." she jerked a thumb towards her dorm building.

His smile dropped just as his heart did. "O-oh... well, uh.. goodnight then, I guess..." he looked down at his feet because he knew he was blushing like a tomato. He heard her giggle.

"Yeah, goodnight. Thanks again for walking me home."

Then at the corner of his eyes, he noticed Ally move closer to him and stand on her toes. The next thing he knew there was warmth spreading from his cheek to his face and all over his body.

Ally just kissed him! On the cheek, though. But it was a kiss nonetheless.

She kissed him!

Austin's head snapped up in surprise after he felt the shock- the spark- of her kiss. He saw that she was already making her way to her dorm. His eyes were wide and he was pretty sure that he's redder than the color red or the color of his best friend's hair

His brain has officially stopped functioning.

He turned around from her as she walked up the stairs to the porch of the building. Finally, getting a hold of himself, Austin remembered something and he turned back to where Ally was(thankfully, she was still rummaging around her purse for her key).

"Hey, Ally." he called out.

She turned around to look at him, eyebrows raising up. "Hey Austin... is there something wrong?"

He shook his head but then he thought better of it and nodded. "Well, I just- I forgot to ask for your number..." he mumbled quickly "Because, you know, I was thinking that maybe we should, like hang out sometime... and I, uh- I thought I should get your number if we're gonna do that..." he trailed off with a sheepish smile, scratching the back of his neck.

He was so out of his game. In his defense though, he's been invested in College for the past four months so it's not like he had time to flirt with anyone during those four months- nope, all his dates that time were music theory books and instruments.

She didn't seem to mind this though; she only giggled at him. "Give me your phone and I'll give you mine, so we can exchange numbers."

Austin frantically searched for his phone in his pockets- for a few moments he thought he had lost his phone, but thankfully he found it.

They exchange phones and he tried not to sweat on her phone screen as he put in his number. Fumbling fro a few more seconds, Austin finally managed to save his number.

"Thanks again, Austin." she said as they trade phones back again. She gave him one last smile before opening the door.

"Y-yeah... Bye."

"No kidding, man? Are you serious right now?" his friend, Chad, asked after he told them that he got Ally's number and that he's planning to ask her out. They were hanging out in his and Zack's room. "You actually got Ally Dawson's number?"

He nodded for the umpteenth time. "Yes, I got her number, dude. Is that so hard to believe?"

"Yes."

He frowned at them. Then tossed to them his phone. "Here's your proof," he said "That's her number right there. I have Ally Dawson's number, get over it."

Zack patted his shoulder "Not to sound rude or to burst your bubble or anything but Ally Dawson is like the best of the best, she's been a M.U.N.Y. student longer than any of us- most of us just go to M.U.N.Y. for College, but her? Well, she been here since-"

"Elementary, yeah I know." he sounded dejected, being reminded of her greatness. "Stop raining on my parade, dude."

"I'm just stating facts." Zack shrugged, raising his hand up in surrender. "Ally is one of the best students M.U.N.Y. has ever had... almost everybody knows her, even when she was attending M.U.N.Y. Prep., she was famous among College students. A few times she's been offered to advance classes at the University, but she always refused; said that she wanted to go through the stages of school like everybody else, so she didn't want to skip any grade."

"Yeah, and she's like, the smartest student there is as well." Garrett nodded in agreement. "Not only is she musically inclined but she's also really, really smart- she was class Valedictorian since elementary up until high school, I wouldn't be surprised is she graduated Summa Cum Laude in the next few years..."

Austin's shoulder sagged, like the weight of the world suddenly rested on his shoulders. A sigh escaped him. "Maybe I shouldn't ask her out..." he contemplated. His friends were right, it's hard to believe that he got her number and it took all his damn dignity and courage just to get that, what more if he asked her out? He wasn't exactly "the best of the best" out there, he was sure she'd reject him.

Just because he had a night's long conversation with her, doesn't mean she wanted to hang out with him all the time.

He shook his head and sighed again. "I'll just keep her number, in case we might share a class in the future and get paired up or something, you know for class purposes, but I won't ask her out." he decided "Having her number is a prize itself, I wouldn't-"

"Uh, too late for that, dude." Brad said, a guilty look on his face while Chad tried hard to suppress his laughter.

"What? Why?"

"Because you just asked her out."

"What? N-no, I didn't." he vigorously shook his head.

"Okay, let me rephrase that: you, and by that I mean, Chad and I, pretended to be you and asked out Ally." he grimaced.

"W-what? How- how'd you ask her out?" his eyes were wide a saucers. "WHAT?!"

"Well... we didn't actually believe it was Ally's number on your phone, so..." Chad explained, showing him his phone. "We kinda, might've texted her while Zack was telling you how much she is so out of your league..."

"That's not what I meant when I told him that!" the oldest of them, Zack, glared at the two boys, throwing them a pillow.

"Same thing." Brad brushed off. "The important thing is that you just scored a date with M.U.N.Y's most talented, respected, beautiful, and smartest student."

Austin glared at him and Chad, throwing another pillow at them. "Why would you do that! That is so embarrassing- wait, did you just say that I scored a date with Ally, like she actually said yes?!" his mood quickly switched from annoyed to surprised.

"Yup, you're welcome, kiddo." Brad smirked at him, throwing his phone back at him.

He caught his phone and immediately he went to his messages, checking if what they told him was really true. And sure enough, there at the top of his phone messages is a conversation between him and Ally. His hands started to sweat as he clicked on the conversation. He swallowed thick as he waited for it to load.

The first thing he noticed was her latest reply:

'I'd like that, but I have to go. I'll text you later. *insert smiley emojii*'

He smiled, he just got a date with Ally Dawson! But then he saw "his" own text(or rather the two idiots' text to Ally).

"Okay, whoa I do not text like this!" he exclaimed, reading over the poorly made, horribly punctuated, grammatically incorrect and self-degrading, yet still egotistic text.

"HI-Ho-Hey, wazzup miss gorgeous!111- why the hell are there ones on the exclamation point?!" he questioned, glaring at the two boys again. "It'z, me, yo boi, Austy!- man, you two are so dead right now!"

Then he bounced up from his seat and started to chase the two boys, who were scrambling with each other, hoping to get out of the rom just in time. From then on, it was a full out chase between Austin and Brad and Chad around their dorm, with Zack and Garette following close.

"Come back here, you little-"

"Mister Moon, what have I told you about running around the halls?" their dorm maintenance master called to him with a stern look, shaking her head in disappointment.

"Sorry, Melissa. I'll clean the bathroom next week." he shouted back, sprinting faster to catch up with the two boys.

They ran all around campus. What the Blonde wasn't aware off was where the two boys were leading him. And when he did realize it, it was too late.

They were standing right in front of Ally's dorm, where the Brunette just happened to exit.

"Hi, Ally!" the two boys chorused to get her attention.

Ally whipped around to look at them. "Oh, hi." she smiled but the look of confusion evident in her expression.

"Ally," the Blonde squeaked, eyes wide and breathing heavy. "H-hi..."

The two boys were suddenly no where to be found. Oh, he was so going to kill them- that is if he ever survives this encounter with Ally. But how it felt like to him, he won't make it through today because of his embarrassment.

She looked at him expectantly as if she was looking for some kind of explanation from him. Well, actually, she does deserve to know about everything. Besides, what else has he got to loose right? Aside from his dignity? Nothing really. In fact, his dignity was long gone as well, when dumb and dumber sent that idiotic message to Ally.

He sighed, closing his eyes for a brief moment before bracing himself to look at her again. "Look, Ally, about the messages..." he grimaced, winching when he heard her giggle a little. "I-I'm really sorry- actually, it wasn't me- that wasn't me... what I mean is that, I wasn't the one who texted you, but- well, it was my number, but I wasn't- I didn't really, specifically type that text..." the words fell from his mouth in an babble.

Ally giggled, finding it rather enticing seeing the Blonde ramble. "I get it, you weren't the one who texted me- you didn't peg me as someone who would be so... over punctuated and heavily... I dunno." she gave him a teasing grin.

That made him blush like a tomato. "I'm really sorry about that, Ally. It wasn't me. Promise. Please ignore it- it meant nothing!"

At that Ally's brows furrowed and the look in her eyes showed of what seemed like disappointment which confused him. Until of course he realized how it translated wrong. His eyes grew wide.

"Oh..." she bit her lip "So, does that mean-"

"No! I mean, that's not what I meant. It did mean something, just... I really did want to ask you out, but it was just that my friends- they're that ones who texted you- but I really was planning on asking you out, just not in that way..."

They were silent as his words sink in. He couldn't read what she was thinking but he was silently praying that she understood what he said.

Her eyebrows slightly raised and there was a small smile tugging at the ends of her mouth. She nodded. "I get it. I wasn't fully convince that you were the one I was texting..."

It was his turn to furrow his brows. "You didn't believe it was me?"

She shook her head. "I wasn't convinced it was you." she corrected.

"B-but... why- why did you still say yes?"

"I was kinda hoping you'd come clean and tell me all about it- which you did, so thank you. But also even if you really were the one who texted me then my answer would still be the same."

He couldn't believe his ears! She still wanted to go out with him- good grammar on texting or not! He can't possibly give up now, if she was willing to overlook that, it only means she likes him back!

A blinding grin plastered itself on his lips. "Really?" his voice goes three octaves higher and his cheeks are full on red.

She laughed again. "Yeah..." this time she blushed as well. This is his chance!

"Okay," he cleared his throat before taking one last deep breath "Well, in that case...seeing that I've already made my point that I wasn't the one who asked you out with that text, I'd like to take this opportunity to ask you out again. This time no whacky friends who interfere and no phones to meddle with. Just me personally asking you if you want to go and see that new musical film with me this weekend?" he finished with a determined look that she thought was really cute.

"That's nice, yeah. A movie date sounds nice-"

"Also if you're still not sure you really want to see the movie with me, I heard that the girl's love interest is no where near her league, so it's kinda like how you and I are right now. But I heard that they worked it out, so maybe we could, too?" he added really fast.

That in turn earn him a laugh.

"I'd love to go, Austin."

His ears rang, his face full on flushed, and his smile was so wide he felt like his face would break. "Really?!"

"Of course. And just so you know," she walked closer to him, tiptoeing so that she was close to his ears. "We're on the same league."

The next thing he knew, she was walking on the pathway to the sidewalk. "I'll catch you later; still got one paper to finish, but I'll see you around." she waved and winked at him. "And I'm really looking forward for this weekend."

Okay, so the movie wasn't that great. But in general, their date was great!

And judging by how long they had spent the day in that coffee shop right after watching the movie, and the fact that he's walking her home after they just had dinner, was a great sign for him that they would have many more dates succeeding this one.

Also, did he mention that, they were holding hands, as they walked back to her dorm? Well they were.

And she kissed him goodnight, too.

A/N: Okay, so that's that. I hope you like it. Personally, I love 5 Seconds of Summer and if you do too, and if you still haven't I also did another one-shot based on another one of their songs which was "Heartbreak Girl". Yes, I am shamelessly promoting my own stories(I'm sorry for that), but I'm only doing so because I'm planning to put up a sequel for that one because of the terrible thing I did for the ending of it. I want to know what you guys think of that.

Preview: the song will be "Something You Need" by Against The Current. If you don't know them, them maybe you should go listen to them. They're a Youtube band, but are making it big in mainstream media. Personally, I described them as kind of like "the Paramore of Youtube with a little hint of the then VersaEmerge". Also because they got signed by Fueled By Ramen, which is the same record label of Paramore, P!aTD, fun., and many other bands.

Well, that's pretty much it. I don't want to pin-point any certain date of when I will update cause I'm just constantly disappointing you guys- hell, I don't even know if anyone remembers this story because I've not been posting for the past few months. But yeah, I still thank those of you who are there waiting to read my stories. You guys inspire me!

Also, if you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask me, I swear I don't bite. And if you also want to request songs that I should do, that'd be great, too. =D

Okay, bye now!

~Lou