FINALLY I got the last chapter done. I really hope that you like it and that I did ok writing the ending and that It's not to short. sigh ANYWAY please tell me how you liked it an if there's anything that I messed up. Sorry it took so long!

-I used lyrics from the song Our Song by The Plain White Tees.

He pushed the glass door open with little force and tried not to smile at the smallest thing like how cheery the bell sounded when he walked through the threshold or how his shoes squeaked against the tile floors. His eyes trailed the whole way to the shop; from his room, to the streets, to the food court, and finally now, to the shiny floors of Sonic Boom. They trailed up to the counter; to her. Ally Dawson smiled down at the child in front of the counter and slowly explained the correct way to play the harmonica. Was it his new found realization or the lighting that made her smile seem brighter than he had ever seen it? He thought of what he would say.

"Ally, I like you. Let's go out." No matter how many times he had practiced this in front of his mirror or how simple the words were, they didn't seem right. Standing in front of her now those words didn't come close to what he wanted to say. What face would he use? Should he use his adorable smile or try his best at a smolder? There was no good way to say this so he was just going to come out and say it. As soon as she was done cleaning the recently used harmonica and the three harmonicas that the kid had touched, Austin slid over to the center of the counter across from her. She looked up and smiled a smile a thousand times brighter than the one from seconds ago. Austin opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. Thankfully she didn't seem to notice and just started off.

"Austin!" she said with so much happiness that his open jaw snapped shut and curved into a smile almost as big as hers. "Perfect, I needed to talk to you. Hold on." She scrambled at her pocket and quickly grabbed her phone. With the press of two buttons, she held it up to her ear. Austin could hear the tone ringing once, twice, three times before a voice answered on the other end.

"Trish. It's happening. Now." She locked the phone and stuffed it back into her pocket. "Just a second." She said holding up her finger. There was a lapse of multiple seconds before the door's bell dinged from behind him and Trish ran quickly to the counter. She had recently gotten a job at the scarf store next door and was completely wrapped in scarves and a turban made of three different fabrics. She pulled off the ridiculous hat and shoved it behind the counter.

"Go ahead." Trish said. Ally smiled and ran around to the front of the counter. Austin smiled down at her and didn't try to stop himself from noticing her new floral jumper and snow white cardigan.

"Ok. Now come with me." She said holding out her hand for him to take. Before he realized it, he hesitated. He had been hesitating every second since, but now, he didn't need to and he knew that. He took her hand and made sure that every inch of the inside of his hand was firmly wrapped around hers. She wavered at his touch and looked down at their hands. The only way that their hands could get any closer would be if they were intertwining fingers. She looked up to him and found him smiling down at her. He seemed happier than he had been in a while. His smile was a sweet reminder of what she was doing. Ally smiled back and returned the grip on their hands. She took him up the stairs to the practice room and they sat down at the piano.

"I've been thinking." Ally said lifting the lid and playing out a few notes. She ignored the fact that her leg was touching his and that he wasn't inching away. Sure he might just be used to it, heaven knows that she was until now, but until she got her thoughts out of her head and off her heart she'd never know. "For a while now I've been thinking and writing." She continued as Austin just watched her effortlessly

make up a melody on the spot. He reached up and played a simple repetitive tune behind her. "I never really gave it any thought but when I put it all together everything makes sense. What I think," She looked up to see his eyes trained on their hands. "What I feel." Her left hand stopped and reached over to grab his. He looked at their hands and then up to her. His brain and heart were both running at a thousand miles an hour and he couldn't understand the situation.

"Ally, I-"Austin barely got out before she could place a finger over his mouth. He remembered back to his dream and the light feeling of her touch.

"Austin I've been working on this for a while so just hear me out, alright?" Ally let go of his hand and retreated from his mouth. He didn't say a word. Now was the moment that she had been building herself up for. All she had to do was put her words into a way that she knew that Austin could understand. She started to sing.

Trying to kill all my time all day and night time until it's our time If I had it my way I'd be on the highway straight to our driveway I can't wait until I see you and get to feel you and kiss the real you You know I need you, I wanna go home

Ally continued her upbeat playing and ventured a look in Austin's direction. His head was lowered and his smile was gone. She set her jaw but kept it up. She still had a whole chorus to get through.

So if you hear me singing this song I know you're out there singing along it's a love song and it's the right song cause it's our song

Austin couldn't believe it. After all of the thought he had put into this moment, she swoops right in and says everything he's thinking in the most reasonable way. He had to get his thoughts on the table too. He listened carefully for a way to get his feelings across.

I close my eyes

(I close my eyes)

And there you are Turn off the light

(Turn off the light)

And there you are and in my dreams

(And in my dreams)

We dance and sing to each other all night long

(and this is our song)

Ally looked over to him as his voice mimicked the notes that she was singing and then finally ended in synch. He was smiling like she had hoped that he would, but it was more of an "Austin Patent" mocking smile. She broke off into a smile of her own at the mere thought that he hadn't rejected her yet.

"Ok, so I borrowed the song from The Plain White Tees." Ally admitted still playing the chords in the background. Austin's smile softened into a sweeter one and he reached over to grab her hands in his own. The music stopped.

"Ally Dawson, I have never been able to put my feelings into words. I don't know how long it had been before I even noticed them, but what I do know is that this song is Our Song." He paused for a quick smirk. "Even if it wasn't actually called Our Song."

"Austin, I really hope that you understood the meaning in that song cause I don't know if I can say it in normal sentence form." She said leaning closer to him.

"I think I understood, but just to make sure…" he let go with one of his hands, slid it behind her neck and pulled her as close to him as possible without really touching, "I hope it's safe to assume that this is what you meant." And finally he pulled her into him so that their lips fit together like two puzzle pieces. It was long but not rough. Just the sweet feeling of mutual liking and the fervent smell of strawberries on the beach. She lifted a hand to his chin and lightly pulled him away.

"Yes. It is perfectly safe to assume that." Ally said using her thumb to wipe at his bottom lip. She bit on hers before pulling him back into another kiss and they melted into each other; both of them finally ready to write a love song, not afraid of what was to come.

So there it is and I hope you like it! If a friend wants a cute lovey-dovey Aussly fic, recommend me OK?