Although I'm stuck in bed with the flu, I'm really happy you guys enjoyed the last chapter – and Rocky – and now... the chapter you've all been waiting for...
But before I continue, I want to tell you guys that I really appreciate all the reviews, followers, favourites and even just the readers. I seriously love you guys! 3
Sorry if the chapter is a little... less than good, let's say. I've been sick since Monday and because of that, I missed my soccer match and coach was seriously mad. And the team lost :( So I'm not in a good mood. It's like there's a little dark cloud over me. Sigh, oh well. Enjoy!
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Ally's POV
I stood in the recording booth, holding the mike to my lips. "Testing, testing... can you hear me?" I asked Tasha, who sat on the other side of the booth. She nodded, "yeah. Now, let's hear the new song!" I smiled slightly to myself. This is what most people would call immature or retarded but I didn't care. What was wrong with a sixteen year old girl and a fifteen year old girl playing around with a recording booth?
Nothing... My smile increased, oh the things you do when you're bored. Tasha started playing the music. My smile broadened as I recalled how much fun it was writing this with Tasha. This song was inspired by Austin. Don' t look at me like that... it just happened!
"I'm feeling sexy and free
Like glitter's raining on me
You're like a shot of pure gold
I think I'm 'bout to explode
I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
Now I'm breathing like I'm running cause you're taking me there
Don't you know? You spin me out of control
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We can do this all night
Damn this love is skin tight
Baby, come on
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Boom me like a bass drum
Sparkin' up a rhythm
Baby, come on!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Rock my world into the sunlight
Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
Every second is a highlight
When we touch don't ever let me go
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
You got me losing my mind
My heart beats out of time
I'm seeing Hollywood stars
You strum me like a guitar
I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
Now I'm breathing like I'm running cause you're taking me there
Don't you know? You spin me out of control
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
We can do this all night
Damn this love is skin tight
Baby, come on
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Boom me like a bass drum
Sparkin' up a rhythm
Baby, come on!
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Rock my world into the sunlight
Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
Every second is a highlight
When we touch don't ever let me go
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
Ooh, baby, baby, got me feeling so right
Ooh, baby, baby, dancing in the moonlight
Ooh, baby, baby, got me feeling so right
Ooh, baby, baby, dancing in the moonlight
Ooh, baby, baby, got me feeling so right
Ooh, baby, baby, dancing in the moonlight
Ooh, baby, baby, got me feeling so right
Ooh, baby, baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Rock my world into the sunlight
Make this dream the best I've ever known
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
Every second is a highlight
When we touch don't ever let me go
Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino."
Tasha grinned, shooting me a thumbs up. Just as I was leaving the little booth, I noticed a little red light shining on the wall.
"Tasha," I said, "What's that light?" Tasha walked up to the door and grabbed my hand, not even looking at the light. "Eh, nothing important just probably some security cam or something. Come on, let's go get a snack."
"But-"
Mom came into the room, interrupting me. "Girls, we're going to visit Gran at the hospital." I nodded, dropping my conversation with Tasha.
We walked into Gran's hospital room fifteen minutes later only to find out that she was awake. Mom left us in the room, saying something about going to the front desk. Tasha and I sat on the small couch that was in the room. Sonya remained standing, texting away.
I sighed, looking over at Gran. "She looks so peaceful," Tasha said quietly. I nodded, "Yeah."
Tasha sighed again, this time looking at her toes. "Remember the first time we visited you in Miami?" she asked me. I nodded, smiling slightly at the memory.
Flashback
"Auntie!" I yelled as I ran to the front door. Aunt Anita scooped me up in a big hug. "Allyson! Wow, you've grown. How old are you now?" I grinned proudly, flashing four fingers at her. She laughed and set me down. Behind her stood a three year old Tasha, who was clutching a brown Teddy bear. Sonya at five years old stared down at me. In her hand she held one of the most beautiful Barbie dolls I'd ever seen.
I threw my arms around her, "Sona!" I exclaimed in glee. Sonya pushed me off and walked into the living room. I lost my balance and knocked into Tasha and as a result we both tumbled down the front steps of my porch into a bed of daisies. Tasha started to cry.
"Sorry Tasha," I said, "please don't tell your mommy! I sorry!" Tasha stopped crying and smiled at me, offering me her bear. We sat there, trying to communicate in vain, since at the time Tasha only spoke Spanish.
She looked at me, "Amigo..."(Friend...) she muttered. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "No, my name is Ally!" Tasha just giggled and held my hand.
End of Flashback
"Yeah... even then Sonya was still mean," I said, teasing Sonya. She just rolled her eyes, "And you were still ugly," she retorted.
Tasha shook her head at Sonya. "What are you looking at?" she asked. Tasha said nothing and turned her attention back to her high tops.
"Sonya can I ask you something?" I started.
"No."
"What did I ever do to you?" I asked. Sonya ignored me. "Seriously, you can't hate me for no reason at all... unless you're heartless."
Sonya sighed in annoyance, "Why can't you ever shut up? Honestly, what is your deal?" I sighed in defeat and took out my songbook. I was writing down my newest entry when two familiar voices interrupted me. Mom's was one of them. They were speaking in Spanish, so I didn't understand them. I elbowed Tasha slightly.
"Hemos realizado algunas pruebas y me temo que se está muriendo," (we have run some tests and I'm afraid she's dying.) a man's voice said. I heard my mom sob. My throat went dry, what was going on?
"¿Estás seguro? Cuando ella es ... cuando se le va a ..." (are you sure? when is she... when is she going to...) I heard mom say through sobs.
"Posiblemente en torno a viernes." (possibly around Friday.)
I looked at Tasha, who had tears in her eyes. I shook her shoulders, "Tell me. What did they say?" I asked Tasha. I looked up at Sonya, who was now looking out of the window. I could see her hands had been balled into fists and she was shaking slightly. Wow, I thought, if Sonya is showing emotions then this must be bad. I looked back at Tasha.
She bit her lip, "Gran... she's dying..."
I walked into my room later that night, exhausted. Yet, I couldn't sleep. The whole family had been told. We had spent most of the day talking to her and... I sighed when I heard someone tapping at my window. Austin. I let him in. He took one look at my face and immediately started bombing me with questions.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying? Was it something I did? Where does it hurt? Did you see Dallas? Whose face do I need to break?" It touched me that he cared so much. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug while I bawled into his chest.
"Als," he whispered, "What's wrong?"
"My grandmother is dying," I said, barely above a whisper but somehow he heard me. He ran his hand through my hair, whispering words of comfort. I sniffed and broke the embrace. "Sorry I ruined your shirt," I said. Austin shrugged, "I don't care. Are you going to be okay?"
"Somewhat..."
"Okay, I hate seeing you upset, come with me," he said, taking my hand. He helped me out of my room and onto his balcony. Then, he stood on the banister and hopped onto the roof. I looked up at him in bewilderment, "Who are you, Spiderman?"
He laughed, making me feel slightly better. "See? You're already feeling better."
"Are you a mind reader?" I asked. He laughed again and held out his hand. I gaped at him, "No way, nu uh, I'm never ever gonna climb up there and there's nothing you can do about it."
Next thing I know, I'm sitting next to him on the roof. My eyes were squeezed shut, my hands tightly clutching his. "Ally, open your eyes," he whispered. I shook my head, "No. Austin, please just let me down... I think I'd rather have a sulking party in my room."
"Don't you trust me?" he asked.
"Of course I trust you," I answered. "So open your eyes," he stated. I opened my eyes and gasped. From up here, I could see the lights of Barcelona and I could see the beach. The sun had already set, and the sky was a deep cobalt blue. I could even see the stars from here. The ocean was calm and serene, and the mysterious silver moon shone on the beach.
"Wow," I said in awe, "It's magnificent up here." Austin nodded, "Yeah it is." We sat in a comfortable silence as I took in the gorgeous view. Then Austin broke the silence.
"Ally," he said softly.
"Yeah?" I turned to him. He leaned in and closed the gap between us. Our third kiss and it still took my breath away. He pulled me into his lap, careful so that we wouldn't fall and deepened the kiss. My fingers played with his amazingly soft hair as his hands travelled to my hips. Then he broke the kiss, much to my disappointment.
"Are you okay?" he asked me again. I nodded. I wasn't exactly over the fact that I would be losing a family member within three days' time but somehow Austin helped to... I don't know... ease the pain a bit? Well, only Austin Moon can do these things to me.
"Good, I never want to see you cry, it hurts me," he said, kissing my temple.
"Aww," I said, into his chest. He chuckled, "Yeah, I know. I'm a nice guy." We lay like that for a few minutes, before he broke the silence again.
"Check it out, a shooting star!" he exclaimed excitedly. I looked up. I rolled my eyes once I saw his 'shooting star'.
"That's a plane, Austin."
"Way to ruin the mood," he said, sulking slightly. I laughed. He smiled.
"What?" I enquired. "I love your laugh," he stated. I felt my cheeks burn. Why is it that I can blush at the littlest of things when I'm with Austin?
"T-thanks."
"You're welcome. Ally, can I ask you something?"
"Yep."
"Do you..."
"Austin!" Ross' voice called from beneath us, "Dad wants to see you!" Austin rolled his eyes in annoyance, "I'm coming!" He sighed and helped me down before jumping down.
"I'll call you later, m'kay?"
"Okay. Night."
"Night."
I climbed into my room just as someone knocked on the door. "Come in," I called. Tasha walked in, clad in her pj's.
"Hey," she said softly. Her chocolate brown eyes were downcast, and her bottom lip trembled whenever she spoke. "Hi," I said, "Need a hug?" She nodded and I embraced her.
"It's going to be okay," I said to her. Tasha just shrugged as if to say 'whatever.' "I can't sleep," she said, "Want to go get a snack?"
"Sure." We walked in silence.
"So I never got to ask: how was the party?" Tasha asked as we walked down the hallway. It was quite obvious she didn't want to think about what was going on. I didn't mind, no one did.
I sighed, "It was... ugh." We made it to the kitchen, where conveniently, a plate of freshly baked cookies sat on the island. I did not hesitate and grabbed a cookie, biting into its crispy goodness.
She raised an eyebrow at me, "Ugh? Ooh, is Austin that bad of a boyfriend?" I chocked in shock, and spat out the cookie. Tasha just chuckled, at least she wasn't so down now.
"Wha-? How-?" I coughed. Tasha sighed, "You two might want to think again about the next time you swap spit in public."
"You saw?"
"Yep, this morning. Oh, the things you see when you go for a morning jog." I playfully shoved her, "Whatever. And anyway, he isn't my boyfriend-"
Tasha gasped, cutting me off, "Friends with Benefits?"
"Ew, no!" I shouted, mortified. Tasha just laughed at my expression. I grinned, she wasn't so gloomy now. I don't even know why she's laughing... that movie was – and still is – disgusting. We continued to walk back to me room with the plate of cookies. Once we had entered my room I collapsed onto me bed. Tasha sat cross-legged on the bed.
"We-" Austin climbed into the room, cutting me off, his earphones plugged in. His expression was beyond shocked as he pointed to me and to his iPod and back to me.
"What?" I asked, curious.
"I can't believe it... it's impossible! You're... you're awesome!" I stared at him in confusion. "What? Spit it out!"
"DJ Izzy... he's... you're... he's playing your song!"
"What?" I asked in shock.
Austin just nodded, "He's playing your song!"
"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed, grabbing one of his earphones. It was true; I was listening to myself sing Domino...
"That was Domino by Ally Dawson landing at number four on our Facebook page. Sitting at number three we have-" I let go of the earphone in surprise. That song... my song... the same song that I just sang for the first time ever this morning was already number four on Facebook? What the heck is going on here?
Normally, I would be freaking out. However, right now, there were bigger problems at hand. Something smells fishy here...
"Ally," Austin said, bringing me out of my thoughts, "That's amazing! And, I have more good news," he said, pausing dramatically, "Guess who came first! That's right, me! This is awesome, I'm getting famous! Correction, we're getting famous! We'll get discovered and tour the world together and-" I looked around the room, and noticed someone was missing.
"Tasha's gone," I said, interrupting him. I grabbed his collar, "Do you know what this means?" Austin looked down at me in bewilderment, "What?"
"She's DJ Izzy!" I exclaimed quietly, throwing my hands up in the air. Austin rolled his eyes at me, "Dude, Izzy's a dude."
"Look, my song just went live for all of Spain to hear and you're worrying about Izzy's gender?"
Austin put up his hands in defence, "Hey, calm down."
"I am calm!" I snapped at him, "Can't you see that? You're the one who needs to calm down, not me! You! In fact, I think you need to check yourself!" I exclaimed, pointing at him. I grabbed a chunk of my hair and began to chew.
"Umm, what are you doing?"
"..."
Austin rolled his eyes again and took my hand away from my mouth, "Stop chewing your hair. Listen, Tasha may be hiding something but that doesn't mean she's DJ Izzy. Maybe he just overheard you sing and posted it online or something."
I asked him, "Really?"
Austin shrugged, "It could happen. Like I said; 'vampire'..."
"Uh huh," I said to him. "Look on the bright side, at least you've forgotten about..." he stopped, realising what he was saying. I sighed, all that anger draining away. I felt tired now, and not just because it was way past ten in the evening, oh no. Way too many things had happened today. First waking up in Austin's bed, the new song, Gran, Austin and I kissing, DJ Izzy...
"Sorry," he apologised, "I didn't mean to..."
"It's fine," I said with a sigh, "Just go to bed. I'll see you tomorrow."
"I still want to ask you something," he said.
"Tell me tomorrow," I yawned before falling asleep.
What do you guys think? I personally think the characters were a little off but... eh, I can't think straight with this damned flu. And, I'm not good at the whole thing with doctors breaking the news... so despite those things, I hope you like it.
Sammie