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Ally's POV

It had been 3 hours since Austin had offered me to become his composer. Maybe even try to join the competition. At first, it was a bit strange that he had eavesdropped and remembers my every move that day but it had all changed today. It was like those moments that you just met the person recently yet you know so much as if you had known one another for years. There was that special connection that is hard to describe. The words he had said repeat in my mind.

The look in your eye when you faced the billboard sign. Determination yet hesitation but something had said I'm willing to take a chance.

His words of encouragement had brought me inspiration to create another song. Words slowly come to me. Stop, hiding out of the darkness? No, to deep. I play simple notes all over the piano. Feeling the rhythm and words. I try once more.

Stop, hiding out in the shadows
Scared to show the world you exist.

By now, I have gotten through the first verse. I struggle to figure out the chorus. The main key of the song. I take a quick break as I chew on a few juicy pickles to help me refresh before resuming to my new creation. I look back to the words Austin had told me again.

'-willing to take a chance.'

Words start to come to me. It was happening all so fast.

Take a chance and break down the walls

Oh oh oh…

It had not been long that I was able to put the pieces together in a perfect melody. Maybe Austin had been right. I'm missing out on all the opportunities given to me. But most importantly, my fear of the crowd. My insecurities get the best of me. The 'what if's' questions surround my thoughts. It goes back from middle school. It was the time of the year when the school wide talent show is opens up to those who want to show other's their talent. Trish had somehow put my name on the list. Long story short, I had to perform a song to more than 500 people. People who, if I embarrassed myself, would remind me till the end of our middle school year. It was normal to have butterflies in your stomach, or having the feel of nervousness rise to the point that your mind is paralyzed to do anything. Along with the warm feel of your cheeks. But worst of all, is having to mess up in the middle of a performance. I had started to stutter afterwards and ran off stage. The worst part of it all was the sound of laughter echoes till the end of the day. I guess the memory of it happening again remains in me. Restricting me to move on. No matter how many compliments I receive from Trish and my family, it's not as satisfying unlike one from a stranger. You are never sure if they mean what they say or not. They want to let you hear that whatever you do, they support.

I really don't understand or where I really place myself sometimes which is why I let whatever happens, happens. It feels better to keep in what I create. At least if it weren't as great, I wouldn't have to worry about embarrassment and criticism.

But I feel guilty for not helping Austin out. There's something about him that lighten up my mood after our conversation today. It was comforting to hear his voice band how he makes simple remarks that you can't help but chuckle. These thoughts shouldn't be made…I-I have only known him for a couple of days. But his presence in mind just makes me relax. Like …a crush. Hard to believe since it takes a few more encounters till you find out what you feel about another but he seemed…different.

I decide to help Austin with his problem. I really have nothing to lose. I will always be the one behind the curtains as he performs my creations. It is the perfect collaboration. Now all I have to worry about is how I will see him again.

I told Trish about Austin and how I feel whenever he was around. At least when we were talking the day before. It was a surprise to Trish too of how I had been attracted to a guy so fast. I didn't deny the fact that I fallen so fast. Having personal contact kind of like a best friend type of love story. But there are also those ignorant guys that if you were lucky enough to change, are a heck of a keeper. But excluding the illusions of how I prefer my love story to be, it was unexpected of how Austin magically appear in my life. Especially how a short interaction has made a massive impact on me. I only knew him for less than a day or hour if you were to put the time we had spent together. Yet he had already swept me off my feet. I'm guessing it's one of those love at first sight moments.

I haven't even notice I've been daydreaming too much, to the point that Trish was practically screaming my name for the past minute.

"Ally Dawson!" I zone out of my trance and back to reality.

"I'm fine. Just…daydreaming about-"

"Austin."

"How did you know?"

"Our 12 years of friendship weren't just anything. I practically know so much about you than you think."

"Oh yeah... What's my favorite movie and song right now?"

"Easy. Favorite movie is A Walk to Remember because you think it's the best type of love in the world. Favorite song at the moment is The One That Got Away because of right now, you feel as if you had let go of this Austin guy. Am I right?"

"You got one right. Favorite song…suffices but not for the reason."

"Well if you think about it, I'm still right." After doing what she had said, she was right. I couldn't stop thinking about Austin again. Just wishing he can come back to the store again and negotiate his offer.

As if on cue, Austin walks in the store. His eyes full of desire and fatigue. The looks of his face seem as if he hasn't been sleeping the past few days. I start to worry as I walk up to him with a comforting smile.

"Hey Austin. You okay?"

"Does it look like it? Look I'm sorry for having to be on your case these past few days but I really need your help-"

"I'll do it."

"-and it's real hard to accept this- Did you say okay?"

"Yes. Well technically I said I'll do it but yet I agree with this partnership."

"What made you change your mind?"

"A couple of hours after you left, that last speech of yours got me. How I felt when I saw the billboard sign was right. I was hesitant but determined in a way. I was so inspired that I got to write a song just for it."

"Really? Can I hear it?"

"Sure. But first, meet my best friend Trish." I motion Trish to come towards us.

"Trish Austin. Austin Trish."

"It's great to finally meet you. Been hearing great things."

"Nice to meet you too…and Ally's been talking about me? Well isn't that a surprise."

"She has the right to know what she misses during the day."

"Sure… So how about that song of yours?"

"Right, well I have my own practice room upstairs. Trish if you don't mind watching the store for me?"

"No problem. Your two lov- I mean partners have fun!" As Austin and I head upstairs, I give Trish the 'don't ruin it' look. I open the door; Austin was stunned to see my private room. Organized from a desk to a collection of guitars, uke, base, and my old grand piano in the center. Along with a fridge and comfortable seats with a matching TV set just for Trish and I comfort.

"This room is amazing. It's a room come true!"

"Well I figured since I have a great passion for music, might as well make a room for it. My house is just upstairs so it's easy to come down here to make all the noises I want."

"It must be fun having to be around such instruments."

"It has its perks but I also help out with the store and teach a few kids the basics. Not much of a deal. Great way to earn money for this room and collage." I said shrugging it off.

"If I had a job, I'd choose this. But besides that, the song."

"Right… Here let's sit by the piano." We position ourselves side by side.

"It might be a bit rough since I just did it last night but I hope you like it." I start to play the intro, feeling the rhythm as my voice collides with the melody. I watch Austin in amusement of my voice or song I had created.

By the end of the song, I had left Austin speechless.

"That was amazing. Are you sure that was all on one night?"

"Positive…I get songs easily through inspiration but not as well when done in pressure which is why I never have control or join contest because I know I won't have the time to create new originals every waking minute of the day. It's just a hobby I do whenever I get the chance."

"Are there others you have done?"

"A lot actually. But most are more emotional kind of those songs a guy, like you, wouldn't be singing."

"It doesn't matter. Can I hear it?"

"Sure. But you should probably get some rest. You look tired and not like you."

"Nah. Knowing that I have a song writer, I'll be able to sleep tonight."

Author's Note: So that's the end of chapter 3. I already got part of chapter 4 typed up and will be ready but first…..REVIEW! I got a really great idea for another chapter story and might have it going once I get to chapter 6 of this story so watch out for that my viewers! Hope this chapter was a great success!

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