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Thursday, January 31, 2013 – Ally's House

Ally's POV

I sat at my kitchen island doing Pre-Cal homework. It's been a week and a half since Austin started his rehearsals, and I hardly ever see him anymore, only during school. He doesn't stop by Sonic Boom anymore. We text all the time though: when he's not rehearsing his set. My phone buzzed. Speaking of texting…I glanced at the message.

From: the sexiest best friend you could possibly have. Austin had changed it a few months ago, and I never bothered to change it.

"Hey Ally, Can I come over?" I quickly typed my reply.

"Sure, but I'm doing homework so you'll have to entertain yourself for a while."

"Worth it, I miss youuuuuuuu" I smiled at this, and maybe blushed a bit.

"I miss you too:)." He didn't reply so either he was driving, or just didn't reply. I went back to my homework. Around 35 minutes later, I heard a knock on my door. I put my pencil down and walked to go get it. Looking through the peephole, I saw Austin, so I unlocked the door and let him in. He immediately went in for a hug.

"Austin," I said while putting my arms around his neck and hugging him back, "we saw each other this morning,"

"I know," he said, "but we haven't had our Austin and Ally time in almost 3 weeks." I pulled away from the hug and he walked in, going to the pantry.

"Of course the pantry is your first stop," I teased him as he got a bag of Doritos (1), and sat next to me at the island. He smiled at me.

"Where's your dad?"

"Some flute convention in Tampa. He's there until Sunday." I said. We sat in silence, Austin was on his phone, occasionally the crinkle of the bag was heard when he went to grab a dorito. I was on my last problem. It took about 5 minutes for me to finish it, but I finally put my pencil down. "Done." I said. Austin looked up.

"Really?" he said. I nodded and turned the chair so I was facing him. "What should we do?" he asked me.

"Movie Night?" I suggested. He nodded and quickly got up.

"Race you," he shouted and was out the door before I could even comprehend what he said. I just rolled my eyes, instead of going to the living room, I settled for making us popcorn. "Als?" I heard him shout from the living room.

"I'm making popcorn." I shouted back. After it finished, I put it in a bowl and went to the living room where Austin was sitting on the couch. "What movie did you pick?" I asked as I plopped down next to him, cris-crossing my legs, and setting the bowl in my lap.

"Romeo and Juliet(2)," he said.

"Ooo, who knew Austin like romance movies," he just laughed.

"Romeo and Juliet is a classic," he shrugged. About 30 minutes into the movie, we were about halfway through the popcorn and we both reached for a handful at the same time. Our hands touched and I turned to look at him, but he was already staring at me.

Austin POV

I was already staring at her when she turned her head. My eyes kept flickering to her lips. She looked perfect right now. Her hair in a messy bun, gray sweats, a purple tank top, no make-up. We just stared at each other.

"Austin I-" she started, but I wasn't listening, because my body took over. I move the popcorn bowl from her lap and set it on the coffee table, but I didn't break eye contact with her. Then I grabbed her face and crashed my lips to hers. She didn't respond for a second, but slowly began to melt into the kiss. She moved so I was on top of her and tangled her hands in my hair. I moved my hands to the sides of her head, so I was lying in a pushup position. The movie was forgotten, and all of her attention was focused on each other. Eventually, oxygen became necessary, even though were both singers we pulled away breathless.

"I've wanted to do that for a while," I admitted. She just smiled.

"Really? You should've," she said. I laughed at her before getting off of her and sitting up. She muted the movie and turned the lights on, before sitting back down. I pulled on her waist and dragged her on my lap and rested my legs on the coffee table in front of us. I was facing forward, and she was facing sideways. She wrapped an arm around my neck the other resting in her lap, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. I rested our foreheads together, it was now or never, I said to myself.

"Look Ally, I really like you. More than a friend should." She smiled at this.

"I like you, too," she said, but then her face fell. I looked at her confused. "But what if it doesn't work out? Our friendship could be ruined."

"Ally, we're a perfect match, I've said so a million times." She sighed.

"But-" I cut her off.

"Well be fine." I smiled at her. I leaned in and kissed her again. This one was slower, and not so rough. I pulled away, "Did you feel that?" I asked.

"The fireworks that erupt practically every time we touch?" I grinned. She feels them, too. I grabbed her hand and intertwined our fingers.

"Like a puzzle piece," we whispered at the same time. I looked at her.

"Ally, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked, while more whispered. It was dead silent in the house while I was waiting for her answer. We looked at each other for a second before…

"Yes," she whispered.

*Line Break*

Friday, February 1st, 2013 – American Airlines Arena (3)

Ally's POV

Austin and I were on our way to his rehearsal, he had invited me to go, since it was his last one until the week of tour, when they did the dress rehearsal. The dress rehearsal is basically where they put the whole thing together, with everyone, including outfits, speeches, dancers, everything. Austin was driving with one hand, and had his other hand intertwined with mine.

"How do you think Taylor's gonna react about this?" he asked, breaking me from my thoughts, and raising our hands slightly.

"Probably the same way Trish did." He laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, probably."

*flashback to: that morning*

I was having a conversation with Trish about how McDonalds (4) was possibly the most disgusting thing in the world.

"Seriously," I said, "they have like 700 calories in one burger. It's gross." She had just gotten a job there; I was giving her a list of reasons why she shouldn't be there. "It's so unsanitary and—AHH!" I let out a mini shriek when a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind and picked me up for a second. I turned around the second I was set down and hit him in the arm.

"Austin," I said, "you know I hate getting scared." I hit him again, Dez walked up behind Austin.

"Sorry babe, I just couldn't resist." I blushed when he called me 'babe.' That's when I remember Trish and Dez were there. I looked at them and gave them a guilty look.

"Babe?" I heard Trish ask, "Are you two-?" she finished her sentence by just pointing back and forth at us. We just smiled at her. Austin grabbed my hand.

"Yeah," he said. Trish began jumping up and down, "We're dating." That's when she shrieked. We looked at her, then at each other. We slowly inched our way backwards and quickly turned around. Our hands we're still intertwined and we could hear her fangirling down the hallway.

*end of flashback*

We pulled into the parking lot and walked into the arena. I saw Taylor at the sound booth, and a few dancers on the stage stretching. Austin and I walked over to Taylor.

"Hey Taylor," Austin said. "Look who I have with me." She looked up and saw me. I smiled and waved.

"Ally!" she shrieked and came down to give me a hug. She had to lean down cause I was so short and she was so tall. I laughed.

"Austin, you're going to decide your final set list today, k?" she said, he nodded.

"I've just been rehearsing random songs, but nothing's been finalized yet," he told me, "and now since you're here, you can help me." While he talked he wrapped his arms around my waist. He leaned down to give me a peck.

"I TOLD YOU!" we heard a voice shout from the stage. We looked over to see Taylor jumping up and down. I just laughed at her. She's 23 and she still acts like a child. This tour will be perfect for Austin.

"Anyways," I told him, "show me whatcha got so far," and gestured towards the stage. He gave me another kiss before running onstage. I followed him. "Have you done Illusion?" I asked him. I was leaning on the stage now and he had a microphone in hand. He nodded. "I think that would be good to open with."

2 hours later, Austin was finally done, and we had his set completed. He would open with Illusion, then he would introduce himself. After that he would sing Heard it on the radio and Heartbeat. After that, he would get a guitar brought out to him and perform Not a Love Song and No Ordinary Day acoustically. I got that rock 'n roll, and then he would have a dance off with one of his dancers. After that he would finish off with Can you feel it? (5)

"So," Taylor began, "I'll see you guys March 10th and 11th for dress rehearsal here. 8 am sharp." We nodded and left the arena. As soon as we exited the building Austin picked me up by the waist and began spinning me around. We were laughing, Austin finally set me down.

"I'm really going on tour." I grinned at him.

"Yup," I said, "all your dreams are coming true." He smiled and gave me a kiss.

"AWWWWWWWWWW!" We pulled apart to see Taylor and her band watching us. Of course.

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(1) Doritos – Do not own this delicious chip.

(2) Romeo and Juliet – I do not own Ross's favorite movie.

(3) American Airlines Arena – don't own this building

(4) I do not own McDonalds.

(5) I do not own ANY of the italicized songs in this paragraph.