Ally's POV

"Uh…Okay what is it Ally? He asked dropping his fork and focusing on me.

I didn't want to be a chicken, I needed to tell him, and that was that, I started it, now I'm going to finish it.

"I, uh….I…..just…wanted to say, um… I have a new Idea for a song," I lied.

I couldn't tell Austin, it would just hurt me to, I had to keep my feelings to myself. Especially right now, it just didn't feel right. He looked at me for a moment, and then he smiled;

"Oh, cool," He said picking up his fork again, and devouring his pancakes. I let out a big sigh and finished my pancakes. I put the plate in the sink and began washing the dishes. I found myself falling deeply into my thoughts; "Why couldn't I tell him, why couldn't I, I mean yeah the timing wasn't perfect but, come on he was right there I could have just said it, I could have just said "Austin I Love you…" I could have just said it, why am I so stupid… why, I-" My thoughts were cut off when I cut myself on a knife that I was cleaning. "Aw, damn it! Ouch." I screeched. I ran to the nearest bathroom and examined my cut, it was pretty bad, and pretty deep. I tore of a piece of paper towel and drenched peroxide over it. Then I pressed it against the cut. "Ow DANG IT!" I screamed. I yelled loud enough to worry Austin, so he ran in to check on me.

"Is everything okay Ally, what happened," He asked looking around frantically.

"I'm okay, I just… cut my hand a little… I'm fine," I said half smiling.

"Lemme` see," he said holding out his hand to retrieve mine.

"Austin I'm really oka-" he interrupted me, "No, no Ally let me see please." He asked.

I gave in and rested my hand on his. He removed the paper towel that reveled the cut, that looked highly irritated.

"Ally, a little, This cut is huge!" he said examining it.

"Well, I think I'll be okay," I mumbled shrugging.

"No I think you need, stitches or something, I'm not a doctor but I do know when something isn't good," he replied placing the paper towel on my hand once again.

"Well what are we going to do?" I asked.

"Uh, go to the hospital what else would we do?" he asked grabbing his jacket and grabbing my cut-free hand.

"Austin, please don't do this, I'm pretty sure it'll be okay by tomorrow," I pleaded.

He turned around and looked at me. I gave him my puppy dog eyes, hopeful that he would give in. He sighed and released my hand. "Alright Ally, but at least put a Band-Aid on it, and I'm going to keep an eye on it okay," he demanded. I nodded and walked back to the bathroom, where I put a Band-Aid on it. Then I changed into my pajama's and went downstairs, where Austin was sitting down flipping through the channels.

Austin's POV

I sighed as I flipped from channel to channel , nothing was on and I was beginning to become tired again. The baby had woken up twice since me and Ally sat down to find something to watch. Twice in 1 hour. Ally was asleep, a light snore escaping from her. I sighed clicking off the TV and taking her to my room. Then I gently lay her down on my bed.

"Austin," she mumbled.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I lo-…" she trailed off.

I smiled, and lay down next to her. Within a few seconds I fell asleep.

Ally's POV

My eyes shot open, this time it wasn't because of the alarm clock, or the baby. It was because of the excruciating pain in my hand. I looked at it. The skin around the Band-Aid was red. So I was afraid to look underneath the Band-Aid and reveal the awful cut. I took a deep breath in and slowly removed the bandage from my hand. Oh goodness it looked awful, the skin around the cut was dark red , then the cut itself, was indescribable. I couldn't just let it burn like this, I had to let a doctor check it out before something worse happened. 'Dang it, I should have listened to Austin last night." I thought, as I got up. I didn't feel like playing a joke on Austin this morning, I had to wake him up somehow though, because he was the only one with a car.

"AUSTIN WAKE UP!" I screamed as loud as I could.

This worried Austin, so he immediately shot up and looked at me, I was standing up holding onto my injured hand. He shook his head; "Knew I should have taken you." He muttered getting up and walking towards his closet. I half smiled at him and ran towards my bag, grabbing the first outfit I saw. Then I placed another bandage against the cut and ran back to Austin's room. He was already dressed, and changing the baby's diaper. I grabbed my shoes, and my purple jacket and rushed down the stairs waiting for Austin to come down.

Austin's POV

You know something told me to take Ally to the hospital last night. But no, I just had to listen to Ally. I ran down the stairs and quickly rushed out the door, with Ally following behind me.

"You know, you really should've let me take you last night," I said, breaking the awkward silence between us.

"Yeah, I know, don't rub it in Austin," Ally replied rolling her eyes.

I sighed deeply and focused my eyes on the road once more.

Once we made it to the hospital we waited in the waiting room for about 2 hours, the doctors claimed that Ally's cut wasn't a 'life or death' situation, and that it could wait. It was awkward and silent while we waited. She didn't really talk and neither did I, the only time we would talk was when the baby cried. And she only cried 3 times out of the two hours.

We finally made it into a room and got a doctor to check out Ally's cut.

"Well you guys were smart to come here, if you would have gone another day without getting it treated it would have been awfully infected," said the doctor still examining Ally's cut.

I let out a sigh of relief and replied; "So is she gonna have to get stiches or something," he examined it some more; "Huh, well it looks highly irritated, I think I'm going to clean it first and see what the cut looks like after that," he said, turning around to grab the cut cleaner and the cotton balls to clean it with. He slowly poured the cut cleaner over the cotton swab and slowly pressed it against Ally's skin. Her face scrunched from the burn the cut cleaner was giving her. I looked down at my phone, it was already 9:00 I knew Ally would be upset about this, mainly because she had a perfect record in school, and now it wasn't so perfect anymore.

"Okay, well now that it's clean it doesn't look as bad, but I do think it needs a little care, so yeah, looks like she'll need to get it stitched up," he said. I sighed and sat down "Do you want me to leave or stay Ally?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders and looked down. I took that as a no, got up, hugged her, and left.

It felt like I was waiting for hours. But Ally was finally done getting stitches. I walked back into the room where Ally was she was sitting down on the bed examining her newly stitched wound.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked.

She looked up at me and nodded. Then she stuck out her hand to show me the wound. I looked at it, I looked of course looked a lot better than it did before the stitches were put on. But it still looked red in some places. A few moments later the doctor came back in with a wrap to put around Ally's hand. "You're going to need to keep this on your hand until its completely healed," he said, taking her hand and beginning to put the wrap on it.

By the time we left the hospital it was already 11:30, I convinced Ally into letting us stay home for the rest of the day, and explain why we weren't there tomorrow.

Hehehe, I got it up before you guys thought I would didn't I. Surprised you didn't I?

And If any of you wanted to know what Ally was going to say before she fell asleep again... Muahahaha, You'll have to find out. Even though I'm quite sure you already know. Anyway... until Next time readers. MUAHAHAHA! :)