There we are again
in the middle of the night,
We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light.
Miami was known for its freak rainstorms and that's how Ally ended up trapped in Austin's apartment.
"You're just gunna have to wait out the storm." Her father had said. "It's too bad for you to walk home and I can't drive in this."
So here she was snuggled up against Austin on the couch, drinking hot chocolate, and watching old Hannah Montana reruns.
"I never quite understood how they didn't know who she was." She said tipping her head up to look at Austin.
"I know right you'd think-"
Suddenly the lights went off.
Heaving a great sigh, Austin unwrapped his arms from Ally and walked into the kitchen.
"I've got some flashlights we can use." He said as he pulled them from the cupboard. "I also have a radio that runs on batteries. Thank god." He said turning it on and listening to the DJ talk about power outages.
"Why is your fridge light still on?" Ally asked peering into the fridge.
"Dez's dad 'fixed' it a while back." He said opening the door and letting the light pour out.
Suddenly the song they danced to at Trish's party started playing from the stereo.
"May I have this dance?" He said smiling softly and offering her his hand.
"Here? In the dark? With just some flashlights and a fridge light to guide us."
"Mhm". He said wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Well I suppose we can manage it." She answered as they swayed side to side ignoring the static of the radio and the pouring rain.