My Songwriter's Scary Secret Chapter 11: Oh, No, an austin & ally fanfic

Chapter Eleven: Oh, no…

"A-Austin?" I ask.

"Wh-why are your eyes red?"

"Because I'm angry!" he yells

"Wh-why?" I ask.

"You should know," he tells me. He begins to chase after me. I'm fast... but he's faster. Just before he catches me...

I wake up gasping for breath. Please tell me that was a dream. Please tell me that wasn't a vision. My visions come as dreams sometimes but it's very rare that they happen like that. But when they come as dreams, it's usually a distorted version of it… I'm sure it was just a bad dream. I look at my phone. Three in the morning. I roll over and go back to sleep.

Four hours later, I force myself awake and blink my eyes. I take a deep breath and wash my face. Then I realize something.

I haven't showered in days.

I feel disgusting. I turn the shower on and grab a towel out of my bathroom closet. Once the water gets warm enough, I strip off my clothes and step inside.

The hot water feels good on my cold body. It's freezing in my room. I wash my hair first then the rest of my body. Right when I'm about to wash my hair again quickly, I hear a noise in my room: a crash.

"Damn cat," someone says. I turn the shower off and grab my towel. I wrap it around myself. I peek outside the door and see someone standing there.

"Who are you?" I ask. He turns around.

"Um, Jeremiah?" he says.

"Well, gee, thanks for scaring me. I thought you were some murderer or something. You could have knocked," I tell him. I tighten my towel.

"Sorry, what did you do with Austin last night?" he asks.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"I heard you ask him if he was ready," he says.

"Oh, no that was—"

"What? What was it? You know I can tell when you're lying," he cuts me off.

"I drank some of his blood. No biggie, right?" I ask.

"No biggie? No biggie?! That's a huge biggie!" he yells.

"It wasn't a lot. It was just enough to get me by," I tell him. "Why is that such a big deal?"

"Because you need blood every few days. If you keep at it, he'll be dead within a week," he tells me. I sigh.

"Okay, I'll stop," I tell him. I swallow. "I promise."

I crack after about four days. I can't take it!

"Austin, please come over," I say urgently into my phone as soon as he picks up his own.

"I'll be there as soon as I can," he says. He's over in about five minutes.

"Austin, I need it," I tell him.

"You mean—?"

"Yes," I cut him off. He takes off the bandage and I sink my fangs into his skin. He grinds his teeth together.

I drink and drink… and drink and drink… and drink and drink.

"Ally!" Austin yells. He screams in pain. I try to stop but I just can't. "Ally, please!" Austin exclaims. My door bursts open.

"Ally, I told you not to do that!" Jeremiah yells but I keep drinking. I can't help it. Austin keeps screaming. I can't stop.

"Ally, if you love him, you'll stop!" Jeremiah shouts at me.

I stop drinking almost immediately. I yank my teeth out of his arm and Austin stares at me in fear.

"I-I'm sorry," I tell him putting my hand on his shoulder. He shivers at my touch. His chin quivers. Now there really is a gaping hole in his arm and it's spewing more blood. He wraps it back up as quickly as possible. I run out onto my balcony and jump over the edge.

"Ally!" Jeremiah yells. I keep running. I run to the store and close the door behind me. No one's ever in here really since it's summer. I run up the stairs. I walk into the corner, far from the door, sit down and hug my knees. I can't believe I did that. Why couldn't I stop? Maybe it's because I waited longer than I did last time so I was thirstier and had to have more…

I bury my face. I take a deep breath. It's okay, Ally. He wasn't hurt. Well, he was hurt but it's not like I turned him. I don't think I can. Well, I have been a full vampire for almost two weeks now… No, I won't allow it. If he's turned… I don't know what I'll do.

I sigh. I walk over to the piano and begin playing. This always distracts and relaxes me. I play for what feels like hours even though I know it wasn't when I hear the door open. I whip my head in that direction and see Austin with a bloody bandage.

"I'm really, really sorry," I say standing up and backing away from him.

"Ally, it's alright. Jeremiah put some stuff on it and made it kind of numb so it doesn't hurt anymore," he tells me.

He rubs his throat and pushes his eyebrows together in confusion.

"Anyway, the point is: I'm fine," he tells me. I let out a small sigh of relief. I walk back over to him and hug him making sure not to touch his arm. He has a different scent than he usually does… I can't place it. I pull away from him and smile like nothing's wrong.

I mean, people can't just change their scent. Once they have a scent, it's theirs forever. They can cover it up with cologne of perfume but you can always smell their original scent. I brush it off.

"So… are you excited for your concert tonight?" I ask smiling. He nods excitedly.

"I've been working on some new dance moves for Till The World Ends too!" he exclaims. He shows me the amazing moves.

"I wish I could dance like you," I say.

"Trust me; it takes years of practice. Well, unless you're me and you're born with it," he tells me smiling. I reach up and ruffle his hair.

"I'll teach you one day. I promise," he tells me. I lean up on tiptoes and give him a kiss. His face turns red and he smiles nervously. We practice the songs up until ten minutes before the concert.

Dez had walked in about twenty minutes ago. He brushes off the shoulders of Austin's shirt.

"Alright, Austin, just go out there and do your best. It doesn't matter if you win or lose; only that you have fun playing the game!" Dez tells him.

"Dez, I'm performing a concert; not playing football," Austin says.

"Oh, that's what's going on?" he asks. "Then why do I have this whistle?" He pulls a whistle out of his pocket. He blows it and throws it onto the couch. Okay then…

"Okay, then just go out there and… do well!" Dez exclaims giving Austin a pat on the back. We run to the place the Jam-A-Thon was held and backstage. Austin takes a deep breath, grabs the microphone and walks out on stage.

"What's up, everybody?! I'm Austin Moon!" he yells and the crowd goes wild. First, he sings Till The World Ends.

This kitten got your tongue

Tied in knots

You see

Spit it out

'Cause I'm dying for company

I notice that you got it

You notice that I want it

You know that I can take it

To the next level baby

If you want this bad trick

Sicker than the remix

Baby let me blow your mind tonight

Never felt like

Felt like

This before

Come on

Get me

On the floor

DJ, what you

What you waiting for?

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Watch me move when I lose

When I lose

It hard

Get you off with the touch

Dancing in the dark

You notice what I'm wearing

I'm noticing you're staring

You know that I can take it

To the next level baby

Hotter than the A-list

Next one on my hit list

Baby let me blow your mind tonight

I can't take it

Take it

Take no more

Never felt like

Felt like

This before

Come on

Get me

On the floor

DJ, what you

What you waiting for?

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

See the sunlight

We ain't stopping

Keep on dancing

Till the world ends

If you feel it

Let it happen

Keep on dancing

Till the world ends

Keep on dancing

Till the world ends

Keep on dancing

Till the world ends

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

See the sunlight

We ain't stopping

Keep on dancing

Till the world ends

If you feel it

Let it happen

Keep on dancing

Till the worlds ends

About halfway through the song, Austin's parents came backstage. I didn't say anything to them, though. I didn't make any sense when he said 'trick' instead of 'bitch' though.

"This song… is kind of a love song," Austin says into the microphone and I hear everyone gasp. "I know I don't usually sing them but I've found love so I may be singing them more often." Austin looks over at me and winks. He doesn't even notice his parents standing a few feet away from me. Maybe he just can't see them. He turns back to the crowd and begins Stereo Hearts.

(Sang:)

My heart's a stereo

It beats for you

So listen close

Hear my thoughts in every note

Oh, oh

Make me your radio

And turn me up

When you feel low

This melody was meant for you

So sing along to my stereo

(Rapped:)

If I was just another dusty record

On the shelf

Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?

If I asked you to scratch my back

Could you manage that?

Like you could read it

Check it

Yeah, I can handle that

Furthermore

I apologize for any skipping tracks

It's just the last girl that played me

Left a couple cracks

I used to

Used to

Now I'm over that

'Cause holdin' grudges over love

Is ancient artifacts

(Sang:)

If I could only find a note to make you understand

I'd sing it softly

In your ear

And grab you by the hand

Keep me stuck inside your head

Like your favorite tune

You know my heart's a stereo

That only plays for you

My heart's a stereo

It beats for you

So listen close

Hear my thoughts

In every note

Oh, oh

Make me your radio

And turn me up

When you feel low

This melody was meant for you

So sing along to my stereo

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh

To my stereo

Oh, oh

So sing along to my stereo

(Rapped:)

Let's go!

If I was an old school

Fifty pound

Boom box

Would you hold me

On your shoulder

Wherever you walked?

Would you turn my volume up

In front of the cops?

And crank it higher

Every time they told you to stop?

And all I ask is that

You don't get mad at me

When you have to purchase

Mad D batteries

Appreciate every mix tape

Your friends make

You never know:

They come and go

Like on the interstate

(Sang:)

I think I finally found a note

To make you understand

If you can hear this

Sing along

And take me by the hand

Keep me stuck inside your head

Like your favorite tune

You know my heart's a stereo

That only plays for you

My heart's a stereo

It beats for you

So listen close

Hear my thoughts

In every note

Oh, oh

Make me your radio

And turn me up

When you feel low

This melody was meant for you

So sing along to my stereo

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh

To my stereo

Oh, oh

So sing along to my stereo

I only pray you'll never

Leave me behind

Because good music

Can be

So hard to find

I take your hand

And pull it closer to mine

Thought love was dead

But now

You're changin' my mind

My heart's a stereo

It beats for you

So listen close

Hear my thoughts in every note

Oh, oh

Make me your radio

And turn me up

When you feel low

This melody was meant for you

So sing along to my stereo

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh

To my stereo

Oh, oh

So sing along to my stereo

Yeah!

"Goodnight, everybody!" Austin yells when he finishes and walks offstage. He gives the microphone to the stage manager and gives me a hug. That's when he notices his parents there.

"M-Mom, D-Dad, what are you doing here?" he asks.

"I made your father come. I wanted to see you perform," Mimi says.

"I still think it's a waste of time," his dad mutters.

"Mike, you know he did very well. Don't deny it," Mimi defends Austin. At least one of them believes Austin can make it. I roll my eyes at his dad.

"Dad, I'm sick of you treating me this way! You should have at least an ounce of hope for your own son!" Austin exclaims.

"Excuse me?" his dad asks.

"You heard me. You've always told me I had a billion to one chance of making it. If you really loved me, you would tell me to go for my dreams and not stop until I do!" Austin yells.

"Don't yell at me!" is all that his dad says. Great comeback, I think to myself. Austin walks away and I follow close behind him.

"Austin, are you alright?" I ask.

"I'm fine," he says still walking.

"Austin, stop," I tell him.

"What, Ally?" he asks angrily. He stops walking and turns to look at me. I look up into his eyes. What? Only vampires' eyes turn red when they're angry. And I know he isn't wearing contacts. This doesn't make any sense… No. No, it can't be… It's my dream... He wasn't running after me. He was walking away from his dad. No… no…

"A-Austin?"

THE END. *Insert troll face here* I can't believe I did that either… Anyway, I'll be doing my ghost story unless you absolutely, positively want me to continue this one. Which you probably will so… Maybe not; some of you might like stories ended on cliffhangers. LOL NOT. I'll write another chapter just in case. And I mean you've got to beg for it because I'm just that mean. And I'm finally taking the advice a few people have given me: I've fixed my dialogue problem. Are you guys proud of me? :)? But I keep it in the same paragraph if the same person is saying something right after they just said something. Does that make any sense? And if it does, is it alright? Oh, and it's really—OMG NO. I CAN'T END THIS STORY ON AN ODD NUMBER. Guys, please beg for it like you're begging for your lives… I can't end this story on an odd number. Grrrrr, curse my OCD. BEG! And please don't just put 'Update soon'.

Love, Kenzie