3rd Person

Twisting and turning in their sleep, both rewinding to that moment when they felt each others lips. Austin, savoring the memory in his mind while Ally went deep in thought on why he ran out like a little girl. Austin had his reasons. He was dating someone else. Plus, it would be weird to randomly kiss the girl you've been friends with for 2 years that also happens to be your songwriter. He keeps telling himself that he should forget about it before it creates this awkward tension between him and Ally. What would he say to her? How would he speak up?

Ally stayed up extra early trying to complete her song that she had been working on. This time she hid her journal in the piano bench so that Kira wouldn't 'mistakenly' pick it up. Stress over came her, spending every second wondering what would be going on through Kira's mind and her devious plan. Not wanting to admit it, she thought about Austin as well. This could possibly end their friendship and he'd be in Kira's arms in no time.

She didn't have time for thinking when she went to the food court to grab some mini corndogs for a snack. Instantly, she heard his voice amongst the others.

"Ally!" Austin exclaimed halfway across the food court. She turned to see him lounging with Dez and Trish.

"Hey guys," Ally welcomed as Austin raced to her side of the table and blocked Ally from her chair.

"Let me get that for you," Austin's chivalrous behavior was something not exposed to Ally. He pulled her seat out with the curious eyes of Dez and Trish watching. Once Ally was seated, Austin sat back down and Trish brought up some news.

"Since your new song has this new edgy slash techno style to it, the By the Bayou Center requested for you to play at their summer festival in 2 weeks!" Trish announced as everybody's eyes grew wide and cheers spread around the table like wildfire. Everyone rose from there seats and engulfed the table.

"That's amazing!" Ally included.

"Yep, and all Austin has to do is fill out this form, including what songs he'll perform and who with," Trish informed.

"Well you can put Ally's and mine name on one slot," Austin has been a bit nervous about Ally, but one thing he knows that he's looking forward to, is singing with her.

"You're seriously going to go through with it?" Dez asked as all eyes pierced on Ally. It took her awhile to reply. She glanced at Austin who was staring her down with somewhat of a smile hidden.

"I guess I am!" Ally cheered as Austin ran up to her side and pulled her in for a hug. Ally didn't have a problem with it, besides the fact that she was practically suffocating. After hugging for a long duration of time, Austin leaned back, trying to catch a view of Ally's happiness.

"We're going to do great! And I know that because, I have the rest of the song finished and I might say, I'm very proud of myself," Austin flaunted as he brushed the collar of his shirt.

"You should be. We'll meet you guys at Sonic Boom, better get the song done!" Ally gripped Austin by the wrist and dragged them towards the store. Songwriting wasn't necessarily on her mind, but she needed to talk with Austin. Alone.

Dez sat back down to finish his tower of fries as Trish propped her elbows on the table and rested her chins on her locked hands.

"Did that seem odd to you?" Trish asked as Dez poured a mountain of salt on a paper plate and rubbed a French fry in it.

"When you say odd, do you mean how weird the way they were acting was?" Dez replied as Trish nodded. "Doesn't surprise me, Austin has always had a thing for Ally," Dez continued eating his fries normally and Trish flipped out in her seat.

"And you never thought to tell me that?" She was a little angry, but the excitement came over.

"Uh. Duh! There are 5 ways to tell if Austin likes a girl. One, he uses a high pitched voice when asked 'do you like her?'. Two, his hands get all clammy and he starts stuttering and repeatedly says her name. Three, he does nice gestures, hinting that he's interested. AKA chair pulling and door opening, which he has done both for him."

"Well doesn't he open the door at Sonic Boom for customers all the time?" Trish asked.

"Yes, but we don't like to talk about that," Dez mentioned as he continued on. "Four, Austin writes a song for her and performs it or he writes it and keeps it secretly. Finally, evidence number 5, he kisses her. Which probably hasn't happened yet and would be the last step to asking her out."

"What about that Kira girl? If it weren't for her, Ally would have probably dropped hints already," Trish mentioned.

"Wait! Ally likes Austin!?" Dez shot up from his seat as Trish smiled along. "Finally I can wear this shirt." Dez flung off the turtle shirt and underneath he hid a purple shirt with Team Ally written in orange letters. He stood proud to wear that shirt.

"Oooh, get me one," Trish added as Dez smiled and sat back down, taking a sip from his soda.

"I just wish there could be a way for them to realize that they're meant to be together," and once Dez finished that statement, a light bulb appeared in Trish's head.

"What if there is?" Trish teased as Dez creepily smiled, crossed his legs, rested his elbow on his knee and scratched his chin like a therapist.

"Go on."

Austin held the door open for her as she awkwardly strolled to the piano and sat on the bench.

"What your new idea?" Ally asked, wanting more than anything to just complete the song and put, what happened yesterday, aside. In silence, Austin grinned and slid onto the bench, slamming into Ally and almost causing her to fall off. His fingers slid across the piano in the grand entrance of the song then the chords began and mashed better then they had before.

The only part they needed to finish was the bridge and Austin was approaching it slowly. The piano slowed as he slammed chord after chord.

All systems go, sun hasn't died.

Deep in my bones, strength from inside.

For the grand finale, Austin repeatedly bounced his fingertips on 2 chords.

"That's amazing! I must say, I'm very impressed with this new Austin. You technically wrote a whole song by yourself," Ally complimented as her right hand rested on his shoulder, which caused Austin to tense up.

"Thanks, luckily I remembered the words since I didn't have time to show you yesterday. Last night," Austin randomly went down the piano, pressing keys and tried reaching the very end, causing his arm to cross over Ally and his face to inch closer.

"Yeah, I was a busy girl yesterday," Ally spoke as she rose from the piano and went to the fridge, keeping her gaze somewhere besides his eyes.

"I could tell."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Ally snapped. Let's just say she wasn't the best at moving on.

"Nothing. You said you were busy and I could tell because you seemed stressed, when I came over," Austin's little game of dropping hints of yesterday was kind of getting on her nerves. He kept making gestures to get closer to her, but it only made her move farther away.

"I was, thank you very much. I wouldn't have been if your girlfriend would stop butting into my career," Ally confessed as she plopped onto a spinning chair and rotated while munching on a pickle.

"First of all, Kira's not my girlfriend. We're just dating. Second of all, she's not interested in playing any of your games, Ally."

"My games? Have you met her, she's a total different person when you're not around. She thinks you're not talented enough! She's saying things so that we end up arguing like this and end up breaking up as partners!" Ally rose from the chair in frustration. You know it crosses the line when your best friend doesn't trust you as much as the girl he's dating.

"Well maybe we should!"

Austin's voice reached a maximum as they stood in silence. They argued like some married couple and this was the first time Austin threatened their partnership. Ally knew he was tense, it was a lot to take in. All the agitation in his eyes faded after a couple of seconds and it seemed that he finally caught on to what he had said.

Ally tried not to. Especially here and now. Crying wasn't the key to resolve this problem, but could resist letting one tear trace down her cheek.

"Austin. I have been there, every step of the way for you. Being your partner has gotten you onto award shows, talk shows, and the radio. For god's sake, I helped you perform in Time Square, which you always said was your dream," The tone in her voice could move a person. It was like reality had slapped her in the face, going on with life thinking it would just be loads of fun, then whenever your career relies in someone else's hand, they just slap you with it.

"Ally, I'm sor-"

"Get out."

It's something you'd want to hear again, especially out of Ally's mouth.

"What?" Austin couldn't believe how opposite things went for them tonight.

"Get. Out," Ally repeated as she slid on the carpet, making a clear way for Austin to leave the room. She choked on her sobs through her sentences. Sure Ally was confident, but this was a warning saying that she had a vulnerable side, and was afraid to use it.

"Fine."

Austin brushed passed her, holding the rim on the door, keeping himself from leaving the room. Ally stood, facing the opposite direction, crying secretly and silently.

"You know, I actually thought there was a chance for us, especially after yesterday," Austin informed Ally who turned to face him with red, puffy eyes and a nose that wouldn't stop sniffling. "And this. It just makes my decision about Kira a whole lot easier. You were right Ally, Kira is my girlfriend and the only career she's going to be involved in, is mine."

It felt like the whole day was a blur and Ally would do anything to refresh the page. Was what just happened real? It sure felt like it, but it didn't mean Ally wanted it to be. She thought everything would take a positive spin after what happened between them yesterday. She should have been expecting this. It wasn't like he was going to instantly dump Kira and run into her arms.

Now it's all changed. She was devoted to his career twenty four-seven and now she was nothing but hopeless.

"Maybe I should talk to Austin and you talk to Ally, that way things wouldn't be suspicious," Trish explained as her and Dez stood outside of Sonic Boom with their drinks, waiting for Austin to exit that way they knew the coast was clear.

"You know they call me the love whisperer for a reason," Dez informed as Trish rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the clear glass door. Once Austin's figure began running down the steps, the move was in the making.

"Act casual!"

"By doing what?" Dez exclaimed moments before Austin appeared from the door. Dez panicked and began bursting into unnecessary laughter. Trish giggled then came to a stopping point, noticing how unrealistic his fake laugh was. Austin just strolled by them with a confused expression.

"Austin! As your manager I wanted to go over a couple of new things with you, wanna grab something from the food court?" Trish asked.

Austin glanced and pointed at their hands, which held cups of soda. "Isn't that where you just went?" Austin pointed at the cup causing Trish to slap the cup up from the bottom. Within seconds, the cup flew over Dez's head and into the bush.

"Austin, hasn't your mom ever mentioned how rude it is to point at someone's pants, no matter how ridiculous they look," Trish insulted as Dez took no offense and Austin smiled.

"I guess a snack wouldn't hurt. Why are you guys acting weird?" Austin questioned.

"Psh. We're not! If anything we're acting not weird," Dez slowly spoke as she inched towards the double doors. Austin was still curious and what Dez said reminded him of something Ally would say. It was time to change the subject.

"Let's go, Trish!" Austin dragged Trish along as Dez ran into the store, up the stairs and into the practice room. The sight of Ally playing the piano told him not to interrupt.

This is me praying that, this was the very first page.

Not where the story line ends.

My thoughts will echo your name.

Until I see you again.

These are the words I held back

As I was leaving too soon.

I was enchanted to meet you.

Ally stopped there and only the faint hum of the piano rung in their ears. Dez felt like tearing up a little, but he couldn't. He has a mission to fulfill.

"Ally!" Dez decided to brighten things up with his somewhat optimistic attitude.

"Hey Dez," Ally sighed as she hid the book under the bench. "Where's Trish?"

"Talking to A-A plant! Trish is talking to plant!" Dez almost blew their cover. He clasped his hands together as Ally arched her eyebrows.

"A plant?"

"That's right."

"Trish is talking to a plant?"

"Couldn't be more valid," Dez smiled for an excess amount of time, worrying Ally.

"Dez, is something bothering you?" Do we have to have another therapy session on chicken pot pie?"

"No, my chicken pot pie days are sadly over. I'm hear to talk about you!" Dez poked Ally's nose with a childish attitude.

"What about me?" Ally asked curiously.

"Well I can't make the Team Austin meeting tomorrow and was wondering if you could give me an update on the song the two of you were working on," Dez improvised.

"I don't even know if there is Team Austin anymore. I mean, is it wrong to be self conscious if a person is secretly planning a scheme to destroy your career and your partner does nothing about it? I mean, I think it's awful for a person to sit on the sidelines and watch his girlfriend suffer-," Ally paused, realizing what had escaped her lips. Dez's face was in complete shock as a shrill escaped his mouth and ran out of the store.

"Why does everyone keep doing that?" Ally whined to herself as she slowly chased after him.

"Trish, if I told you some bad news, would you promise not to flip out?" Austin asked as Trish handed the cashier a $5 bill.

"Depends, how bad is it?" Trish picked out a table and slid into the empty seat, opening the lid to her tea and adding sweetener.

"Bad as in," Austin began then sped right through the sentence. "Ally and I may have broken up as songwriting partners and Team Austin doesn't exist anymore!"

Trish sat perfectly still, giving Austin her death stare, within seconds she reopened the lid and flung the beverage at him. "How could you do that? Dez and I are apart of Team Austin, too! You can't go making bad decisions like that, without us!"

"It's my career I can do what I want with it!" Austin stood up in front of Trish and got in her face, he was tired of being told what to do, even if they tried helping him. Austin lifted his drink and took a sip of it, slowly turning toward the sound of Dez's loud and familiar voice echoing through the food court as he approached him.

"Why didn't you tell me you and Ally were dating?" Dez asked excitedly as Austin's eyes widened and spat his soda in Dez's face, burning his eyes,

"What?!" This was the limit, now things were being spread that weren't even true.

"Austin! Don't listen to Dez, I accidentally worded my sentence wrong!" Ally shoved passed Dez and explained to Austin.

"Is that why you quit Team Austin?" Trish asked.

"What!?" Ally and Dez spoke in synch. Austin was under the spotlight and for the first time, he didn't want to be.

"You quit? You're seriously leaving all of us, your friends, for some girl you met less than a week ago?" Ally asked as Austin began to sweat and thought of ways to defend himself.

"I thought friends were supposed to support your decisions!" Austin exclaimed.

"Well sometimes they talk you out of the bad ones you've already made!" Ally was louder than she had ever been. The area that was occupied of people, were staring at her.

"Are you saying I need to stop seeing Kira?" Austin asked with an agitated tone.

"She's ruining your career! This is exactly what I was warning you about! I know I'm not as talented or breath taking or shine as bright as you do. And sure I have stage fright, but I'm not completely invisible!" Ally choked on her words as she lashed out at Austin who was stunned that she was even saying this to him, about him.

Ally went silent and the air grew tense as visible tears escaped her eyes. With a slight shake of her head, she ripped off the chain that hung from her neck and shoved it into Austin's palm. She abandoned the group and marched off to Sonic Boom, locking her self in the practice room and completing the song. She wanted no distractions, better yet, no Austin. When would this soap opera called her life be over?

Ally played the chords in silence as one ashamed Austin Moon, sat against the door, listening to the faint echo of the piano. He was a door away from her and all he could think about was how far apart they had become.

Soon enough, Ally's voice seeped through the door and into his ears that missed their harmony when they'd sing. No matter how upset he was, it was impossible to stay mad at people, especially down to earth people like Ally.

Now I'm pacing back and forth,

Wishing you were at my door.

I'd open up and you would say.

Hey it was enchanting to meet you.

Austin sighed, guessing this was a personal song she had been working on. He didn't feel pain, he felt a piece of him being thrown against a wall and shattered into a million pieces. The last piece of Ally, tracing down his left cheek, and then slowly wiping her away.

In his left hand, he gripped tighter on the silver chain that had abused him earlier that afternoon. Ally just doesn't realize what the necklace symbolizes. It represents a piece of him.

Unlike him wiping the tears he felt for Ally away, she decided to reject what she felt for Austin.

She rejected him.

Hope you guys enjoyed! Ally has a little attitude to her in this story and sorry for the Auslly angst, but that's what builds up to the end(which isnt close at all by the way) Please Comment!

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