Chapter 14
Hey guys, I hope you like the chapter. I don't own Austin and Ally.
I don't know why, but fanfiction has been really wired and not posted some chapters. I've finally uploaded this, so sorry its later then its supposed to be guys!
Austin's P.O.V.
I wait till the guy is gone to go down the stairs and see Ally.
"Who was that?" I ask, jumping on the counter.
"Just a customer" she says, giving me a sweet smile, making my heart skip a beat. I cant believe this girl isn't mine, she's my dream girl. And it turns out, the guy she was talking to thought the same thing, he walks back into the store a few seconds later.
"Excuse me, Ally" says the guy, standing at the counter.
"Hey" she says, turning around to face him.
"Its me again. I was wondering if, maybe, you'd like to go out sometime?"
"Thanks, I'm flattered, but no, sorry" she says, giving him a smile. I smile as well. Happy that she didn't agree to go out with him.
"Ok" he smiles back. "See you" he says, walking out of the store.
Ally's P.O.V.
He was cute, but part of me just didn't want to say yes. I don't know why, but I just didn't want to.
"Why did you say no?" Austin asks, still sat on the counter.
"I didn't want to go out with him" I reply, walking up to the practice room, Austin leaves the store.
"Hey Ally!" Trish says when I walk in. "Did Austin tell you the news?"
"What news?" I ask, sitting down on the couch next to her, Dez on the other side of Trish.
"Well, Austin has fired Demonica as his manager, and hired Trish, which means…" Dez says, but half way through, Trish covers his mouth with her hand.
"That's awesome Trish" I smile. I never really liked Demonica, she was always so bossy.
"Ally, what's going on between you and Austin?" she asks, changing the subject.
"Nothing. We're just friends" I admit, but as I do, a small part of my heart starts to hurt. NO ALLY! You said it yourself, you and Austin are so much better as friends, your fine with that, your happy with that.
"Ally, is that really what you want? There's some kind of spark between you, anyone can see it"
"No, there isn't. There shouldn't be. We're better as friends, we're music partners. Having a relationship as well, it might ruin things."
"What if it didn't, if you could date him, would you?" after she asks, I take a second to think.
"No, I wouldn't date him. We're to good friends, that's all" I say, but both of them look at me like I'm lying.
Austin's P.O.V.
"So she said she wouldn't date me?" I ask as I sit on the chair I the corner of my room.
"She said she wouldn't, but we can see it in her eyes, she's lying" Trish says, sitting on the bed next to Dez.
"I just… I cant get over her, she's perfect. I've never liked a girl as much as I like her. I want her back, but I don't know how" I sigh.
"We just need her to realise that the romance you had when you first met is still there" Trish says.
"She still has those feelings, she's just not showing them" Dez adds.
"Why though?" I ask. "I don't understand"
"Look, I'm Ally's best friend, and if I know her at all, the reason she's not showing them is because she's scared"
"Scared of what?"
"Scared of being hurt. Its happened before, guys have hurt her. She's scared in case it happens again"
"I would never dream of hurting Ally"
"But that's what they've all said, you need to prove it to her. Show her your going to stick around"
Ally's P.O.V.
A few weeks later
When I wake up, I get up straight away. I was going to meet Austin in the practice room before I had to go to work, I had written the perfect song for him. I change into my uniform, ready to go straight from the store to work, and went to the store.
"Hey" Austin smiles as I walk into the practice room.
"Hey! I have written the most perfect song for you" I smile, sitting down at the piano, Austin grabbing a guitar.
"Awesome" he smiles. "Lets hear it"
"Some times it feels like you lost your swag
You got a kick me sign covering the skill that you have
And it all looks wrong, when your looking down
You get dizzy doing 360's and you cant break out
Even when you feel like you ain't all that
Just don't forget that I got your back
Now turn up the beat and bump that track
Bump that track, yeah!
Nobody rocks it the way that you do
You got style, pop your collar
Cause your all kinds of cool
Your legit, you're the boss
Even when the mic is off
Nobody rocks it, r-rocks it
The way that you do
No-oh-oh-oh
The way that you do
Your on the charts
Your number one
You got the fire
So keep burning it up!
Nobody rocks it, the way that you do
You got style, pop you collar
Cause your all kinds of cool
Your legit, you're the boss
Even when the mic is off
Nobody rocks it, r-rocks it
The way that you do"
"WOW!" Austin says with a smile on his face.
"So, what you think?"
"I love it Ally! That's awesome! Can I try it?"
"Sure" I smile as we play the song again, and Austin starts to sing.
"Your on the charts
Your number one
You got the fire
So keep burning it up!"
"Wait" I say when he gets to the high note which he sang off key. "It goes like this"
"So keep burning it up!"
I sing. "That actually hurt my throat" I say, my voice feeling strange.
"Can you try it one more time? Make sure I get it right?" he asks. I take a deep breath before doing it again.
"So keep burning it up!"
I sing, my voice suddenly going squeaky as I try and hit the high note.
"Are you ok?" he asks cautiously, sitting down next to me on the piano.
"Yea, but my throat really hurts" I say, my voice sounding really croaky.
"Your not ok." he says worriedly.
"Its fine" is all I can say since my throat is really hurting when I say anything.
"I'm taking you to the doctors" he says standing up. "I'll call the Melody Diner, tell them your not coming in" he says, pulling his phone out of his pocket as we walk out of the store.
I sit on the seat in the doctors office. Austin stood opposite me, trying to comfort me. They had called my dad, and he was on his way down, but I didn't really want him there. I just wanted Austin.
"I hate doctors offices" he says, his hands stroking mine. I try to talk, but it just comes out as a strange noise. "Don't talk, you need to rest your voice" he says just as the doctor walks into the room.
"Mrs Dawson, I've just got your test results back, and I'm afraid you have Vocal Nodules" I look at Austin worriedly, he knows what I'm thinking.
"Will her voice be ok?"
"Well, her talking voice will come back very soon, but its her singing voice which is the problem. If you want to sing again, I'm afraid your going to have to have a small procedure"
"And then she'll be ok?"
"Most likely. But there is a small chance her voice will be altered, making her sound different, or making her unable to sing at all" my eyes grow wider as he says this. I cant loose my voice. Austin's hands squeeze mine. My dad walks into the room soon after.
"Honey, are you ok?"
"She has Vocal Nodules" Austin says, since I still cant say anything. "She needs to have a procedure to fix her voice or she wont be able to sing again"
"That's horrible darling, but maybe… maybe its for the best" he says. I look at him confused and shocked, waiting for an explanation. "I know you love to sing, but you have one in a million chances of making it. If you don't have the procedure you can focus on something else." I jump up from my seat and grab some paper and a pen, quickly writing a message.
Music is my life
I hand it to my dad, and he reads it a few times.
"Its up to you honey. Do you want to have the procedure?" he asks, and I nod my head in answer.
"Ok Mrs Dawson. I will arrange it with the hospital, and you'll need to go in next week. Till then, you shouldn't do any singing, and only talk if you really need to"
The next week I'm stuck in bed. I cant go into the Melody Diner because I would need to sing, and my dad tells me he will look after the store. Austin comes over every single day, always finding way to cheer me up, and it works. We watch what feels like millions of films together, and lets just say I've never had so many hugs in my life. But then the week is over, and I have to go to the hospital.
As I lay in the hospital bed, I feel terrified. My dad is with me, and Austin is outside in the waiting room. As hard as he tries, my dad really isn't making me feel any better about what is about to happen.
"Ok Ally. This is the gas, it will make you sleepy while we do the procedure. You wont be able to feel a thing" the nurse says, putting a small tube over my nose. My mind starts freaking out about what's happening, and tears appear in my eyes.
"Dad, can you get Austin?"
"Sure thing honey" he says walking out of the room, Austin walks in a few seconds later, looking as panicked as me.
"Hey" he says, walking over to the bed and gently taking my hand.
"Austin, I'm scared" I say, my eyes starting to feel heavy because of the gas, but tears still fall from them.
"Your going to be ok Ally" he says, stroking my hand.
"What if it doesn't work, what if my voice is changed, what is I cant sing again?"
"Its going to be ok" he says. it's the only thing he can say. He doesn't know if it will work, nobody does, but still he tries to comfort me. My eyes start to feel extremely heavy, soon it takes me a lot of effort to keep them open.
"Ok Mrs Dawson, we're going to take you to the operation room now" a woman's voice says. I can feel the bed start to move, but Austin's hand is still connected to mine.
"This is as far as you can go sir" says the woman's voice.
"Its going to be ok Ally" says Austin's voice in my ear. My eyes are closed, but suddenly I can feel Austin's lips pressed gently against mine. I try to open my eyes, but they just wont. Austin pulls away from me, and before the bed starts moving again, he whispers in my ear.
"I promise I'll be here when you wake up"
Hey guys, I hope you like the chapter. The song in this is of course "The Way That You Do" by Ross Lynch.
If zoey starz is reading, I'm so glad you like my story! And I'm always happy to help people in any way I can, so if you have any questions for me, ask them in the reviews, or message me and I will help you as much as I can! I would defiantly suggest you write your own fan fiction, I'll read it!
This is probably the last time I will be updating for a while because of my play. I'm so nervous about it! And I have a bad throat as well! Which isn't good because I have a lot of singing to do! Wish me luck guys!
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