Simon couldn't believe it when he saw Ally on that stage for the first time. She seemed like such a nice girl, but she was under Ian's label.
How could she possibly sign onto his record without knowing the consequences? he thought to himself. Someone like her shouldn't get hurt because he wanted someone to do his dirty work.
But there was something even worse than that thought that made him have butterflies in his stomach...
He was starting to like her.
You know... as in more than friends.
He watched as Ally got back up on stage.
She crossed her legs. "Hi, everybody," she greeted. "I just wanted to say before I do another song that I'm so happy you all made it tonight and thank you for being here for me. Um... this next one is for somebody special, and maybe he'll know what I'm talking about if I just sing it."
I think she's talking about me, Simon thought.
He watched as Ally began to sing:
Two o'clock and I wish that I was sleepin'
You're in my head, not the song on the radio
All I know is that I gotta get next to you
(Yeah, I gotta get next to you)
Sittin' here, turnin' minutes into hours
To find the nerve just to call you on the telephone
You don't know that I got to get next to you
By this time, Simon was singing along with her. He knew exactly what she meant, and he felt the exact same way.
Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So, baby, call me crazy
But I think you feel it, too
Maybe I, maybe I
Just gotta get next to you
Ally could only think of Simon as she kept strumming her acoustic guitar and she began to sing the next verse:
I asked around and I heard that you were talking
Told my girl that you thought I was out of your league
What a fool, I got to get next to you
(Whoa)
Yeah, it's five in the morning and I can't go to sleep
'Cause I wish, yeah I wish that you knew what you mean to me
Baby, let's get together and end this mystery
(Oh)
Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So, baby, call me crazy
But I think you feel it, too
Maybe I, maybe I
Just gotta get next to you
Simon snuck out of the theater's main room and tried to sneak backstage and find her dressing room.
It was a total success. Simon was able to hide in one of the drawers in the dresser before Ian could spot him.
As for Ally, she finished the song, Simon nowhere to be found.
Whatcha got to say? Whatcha got to do?
How ya get the one you want to want to get next to you?
Whatcha got to say? Whatcha got to do?
How ya get the one you want to want to get next to you?
Whatcha got to say? Whatcha got to do?
How ya get the one you want to want to get next to you?
Whatcha got to say? Whatcha got to do?
How ya get the one you want to want to get next to you?
Yeah, yeah, to want to get next to you
Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more
Maybe it's just my imagination
But I see you stare just a little too long
And it makes me start to wonder
So, baby, call me crazy
But I think you feel it, too
Baby, call me crazy
But I know you feel it, too
Maybe I, maybe I
Just gotta get next to you
I gotta get next to you
Ally bowed. "Thank you! Good night!" She went behind the curtain, where Ian was waiting for her.
"Congrats," he said. "You've gotten your first standing ovation. You can take the rest of the night off. I'll get this crowd home. Go enjoy yourself."
"Okay."
Ally made her way to her dressing room, where she would find a huge surprise waiting for her.