Chapter 3! Thanks for all the great reviews!

Let's see if Ally really does have some stuff in her songbook...well only if she'll let them touch it.

Chapter 3-

"Ally!" I knocked on Ally's door and her dad answered.

"Oh hello, Austin! Are you here to see Ally?" I nodded and he let me come in. I went up to Ally's room, I heard her singing.

"You're always on my mind. I think about you all the time.

Let's not talk about it.

Drama: We can live without it.

Catch a wave if we're bored, there's a clock we'll ignore.

Find a way, around it.

Hey, girl I can it's something, even when you say its nothing.

When you're playing with your hair like you just don't care it's a tell you're bluffing.

Now please don't take this the wrong way." I joined in with her, she jumped and turned around when she heard me.

"I love the things you do

It's how you do the things you love,

But it's not a love song.

Not a love song.

I love the way you get me but correct me if I'm wrong

This is not a love song.

Not a love song." She smiled and began to sing along again.

"I love that you buy the tickets.

And you don't make me watch a chick flick.

We've come so far, being just the way we are.

If it's not broke, don't fix it.

I can't guess the meaning, when you don't say what you're feeling.

If you've got a broken heart, you can punch me in the arm.

Now that's what you needed. (That's just what you needed.)

Don't take this the wrong way. (Nope)" Ally laughed when I added the 'Nope'. We sang the chorus again.

"I don't speak girl. (Like hey girl!)

I don't quite understand a manicure.

But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for (And I really would do that for you)

and I would hold your bags when you go shopping

what a guy (what a guy what a guy what a guy)

what a guy!

I love the things you do it's how you do the things you love.

The way you see it, put me through it!

I guess I always knew it!( I always knew!)

I love the way you get me but correct me if I'm wrong,

This is not a love song.(Not a love song)

Not a love song.

(And no it's not a love song)

I love the things you do, it's how you do the things you love

But it's not a love song.

Not a love song.

I love the way you get me, but correct me if I'm wrong.

This is not a love song. (It's not a love song)

Not a love song.

This is not a love song. (It's not a love song)

Not a love song.

This is not a love song. (It's not a love song)

Not a love song." (1) She played the last notes and I smiled.

"How'd you know that song?" She asked me.

"Like I said, we were music partners. But mostly, we are best friends." I told her. "Um, Ally?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think that since you don't remember me, but have that song, that you have some stuff about me in your song book?" She looked at me then she got up and picked up her brown leather book.

"I don't know. Maybe." She handed it to me. My eyes widened.

"But, Ally. You never, and I mean NEVER, let anyone touch your book." I reminded her. She nodded.

"I know. But since you're really upset about what happened, I figured you'd want to find out yourself." She smiled at me. I uneasily took it. I flipped through it. I finally found one.

"Here look." I gestured to the page.

Dear Songbook/Diary/journal,

Today, this one blonde guy came into the store and started playing the drums with corndogs. Gross, but he was kinda cute. But then he stole my song, that kinda bumped him down on my crush list. I went over to his house and yelled at him. He said he didn't mean to steal it and he wanted to make things right. I thought he was going to tell everyone that it was MY song, but all he did was offer me a 'life size chocolate Austin'. Later, he asked me to write him another song, I told him no. But he said that his dad said that he had one in a bazillion chance of making it, which was what my dad said to me. I gave in and said okay. He cheered and I rolled my eyes. He was so cute.

When we couldn't think of anything, he made me dance with him. By morning we came up with a great song. He told me that without me he wouldn't even have gotten this far. It was so sweet. But then, when we walked into my practice room, it was all redecorated. There was a baby grande in the middle and a giant 'A' on the wall. He asked me to be his songwriter because in his words 'we were a perfect match'. (2) What should I do?

Love, Ally xxx

There were more things about us up to going to Shiney Money's house boat.

"Wow. That really did happen. We really were best friends." She admitted.

"Yeah," I said. "We are best friends."

"But, I feel terrible that you know everything about me and I know nothing about you." She said.

"It's fine." I told her. She shook her head.

"No it's not. What kind of best friend would I be if I didn't know anything about my best friend."

"Okay, how about we hang out, like when we did when we wrote, It's Me It's You." She nodded.

"Yeah, That'd be great." She kissed my cheek. My face got hot and she giggled.

"I-I gotta go. S-see you later, Alls" I said nervously. She waved and I left her house.

Dez and Trish were outside.

"So how'd it go?" Trish asked. I smiled and felt my cheek.

"I'm guessing it went well?" Dez asked, putting his camera in his backpack. I nodded slightly.

"Are you okay?" Trish commented. I shook my head.

"Let me guess, she kissed your cheek?" I nodded. Trish rolled her eyes.

"We're hanging out tomorrow cuz she wants to get to know me." I sighed.

"Well, come on, Loverboy." Trish grabbed my arm.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Dez followed.

"We're going to make sure that you don't mess anything else with Ally." She replied.

Did you like it? Who's happy that Ally had some stuff about Austin in her songbook? lol

(1) Not a Love Song sung by Ross Lynch. I do not own the song.

(2) we all know that this happened in the first episode.

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