I do not own Austin and Ally. The song is called "Keep the Party Alive" by FF5 (Family Force 5)
Chapter 6, Ally's POV:
Austin's been acting kind of strange lately. He always looks nervous, and he seems be avoiding eye contact with me. I want to ask him what's wrong, but I chicken out every time the opportunity comes. Just now he volunteered to help me and my dad at Sonic Boom, and I gratefully accepted. This is my chance to finally figure out what's been bothering him.
When we arrive at Sonic Boom, I immediately get busy helping customers. Without really realizing, I leave Austin sitting there with nothing to do. He taps me on the shoulder,
"Ally, what can I do to help?" he says.
"Just ask customers what they're looking for, or move some boxes up stairs or...anything!" I say.
"Ok…."
Things eventually calm down and my dad gives us permission to go to the practice room and work on the song.
"Let's go, Austin!" I exclaim as I grab Austin's hand and begin to pull him up the steps to the practice room.
He pulls his hand away quickly and rubs the back of his neck.
Are my hands sweaty or something? I rub my hands on my pants the rest of the way up the steps.
Austin's POV:
When Ally grabbed my hand, I suddenly got really nervous and pulled it back. Ally looked hurt by this. I want to tell her why, that it's not her, but I don't know why I did it either. I just rub the back of my neck awkwardly. When we reach the practice room, Ally quickly sits down and gestures for me to sit next to her. I awkwardly sit down next to her, trying not to make physical contact – which is really hard, because the piano bench is small.
"So…" Ally starts, "I need to talk to about something before we start."
Oh no. Has she noticed how much I'm sweating?
"What is it?" I ask.
"Well…It seems like something is bothering you, and you're hiding it from me. Austin, you know you can trust me with anything…?"
"Don't worry Ally. If something is bothering me, I'll tell you."
"So you're saying there's nothing bothering you right now?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yes! C'mon Ally, let's just work on the song."
"Ok..."
I know I pretty much just lied to her, but what am I suppose to say? I don't even know what's going on!
Ally's POV:
Austin claims there's nothing wrong, but I can see in his eyes that something is definitely wrong. I guess he's just not ready to talk about it yet. I turn my thoughts to the song we're working on. So far, all we have is Hey, where my people at? How come y'all ain't moving yet? Your party is a zero; your party needs a hero. What should come after that? I try to remind myself how I felt at the party. They were playing a really dull song.
"How about, 'Why you playing that song? Let me get my iphone. Move over D.J., I'm gonna get my playlist on!'"(Ally sings it) Austin smiles when he hears this. He starts to sing,
"Step in the club, like a thug. People know me. Superstar status on the floor, you can't control me. P-A-R-T-Y! We love to party, live to party, keep the party alive!"
"That's pretty good Austin. I guess you do have some songwriting ability!
How about this for the chorus, 'We keep the party alive. (Keep the party alive) We stayin' up all night. (Stayin' up all night) It goes on and on 'till the break of dawn. We keep the party alive. (Keep the party alive)…?"
"That's great Ally! This song is going to be awesome!" He says.
"Great!" I get up, give him a quick hug, and run downstairs to find Trish. She's going to love this song!
Austin's POV:
The song sounds great so far! I can't wait to perform it. What would I do without Ally? She's the most talented songwriter I know.
My mom texts me and tells me it's time to come home for dinner. My mom is a great cook, so I don't waste any time getting home. When I get home, I'm greeted by the fresh aroma of Spaghetti. Hmmmhm! I run into the kitchen and sit down at the table, awaiting a plateful of food.
"You're going to have to get you're food yourself, Austin. Just because I'm your mom doesn't mean I'm your slave ya know." My mom says.
"Of course not mom." I say as I plate some food.
"Good, cuz you're washing the dishes after dinner."
I sigh. "Ok mom."
I'm so full, but I still want more. That's how good my mom's spaghetti is. I convince myself not to, cuz I'm afraid that if I do, my stomach is going to explode!
I begin to wash the dishes as I stare out the window at the squirrels chasing each other around the tree in the backyard.
"Austin, you need to pay attention! You're way over washing that dish!" My mom says.
"Oh, sorry mom."
When I finish washing the last dish, my hands are pruned. I rub them together as I walk over to the computer to check my e-mail. I open it up and see I have an e-mail from Cassidy. I open it up and begin to read…
Cliff-Hanger! ;) I hope you like it! I'll update soon!