Chapter 5: Forget "No Rules"

A/N: Sorry for not updating this story in a while! Anyways, I hope you like this chapter. Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Please review! Oh, and those little 7's mark the ending of the scene or whatever.

Austin's POV

Ally's beautiful voice rang out through the practice room of Sonic Boom, sending shivers down my spine. Her elegant fingers danced across the piano keys, telling a story, creating a wonderful melody. I closed my eyes, listening intently. Ally's shoulder bumped mine, and her foot nudged mine. I was trapped under her magical spell. She finished the song, and my eyes slowly opened, peering down into Ally's.

"How was that?" My sort-of-girlfriend-but-not-really smiled hopefully up at me. I wrapped my arm around her and gave her a squeeze.

"It was great! I wish the whole world could see how amazing you are." I told Ally.

She sighed, shaking her head. I knew I couldn't convince her to perform with me, but I couldn't help but try.

I felt a quick peck of Ally's lips on my cheek, and she got up to put her sheet music away. Snatching her waist to me, I gave her a real kiss. She smiled against my lips, and I released her, smoothing her shiny brown hair.

"Now that's not very fair. I want more." Ally whined, pulling me back to her. I laughed. Just as our lips met, Trish and Dez burst through the door, causing us to jump.

Dez turned around, covering his eyes, and screaming like a little girl. "Ew! Gross!" He yelped. I chuckled.

Trish sighed and picked up an apple from our fruit basket, taking a bite. "You guys are so mushy gushy. It's kind of gross, yet totally sweet. I called it." She said smugly, rubbing her apple on her shirt.

"Oh, hey, Trish. I have that top I borrowed from you last week. It's in my bag." Ally said.

"Yeah, and I have that cute red belt I borrowed a month ago. Oh wait. No, that's at my cousin's house in Puerto Rico…" Trish trailed off, biting her lip. Ally groaned, throwing Trish's shirt at her. I left, waving bye to Ally, and headed to the food court. Some fries sounded good…

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All I could see was red. Fury, anger, jealousy, rage. No, not at Ally. At Dallas.

There Ally was, innocently walking by the cell phone accessory cart, when that jerk grabbed her arm and struck up a conversation. He was talking. Laughing. Casually flipping his hair back in that Justin Bieber way. Flirting.

Ally went along with it, but I could tell she wanted to get away. I decided to come to her rescue. Yep that's me. Ally's hero. You better watch it, Dallas.

I strode up next to Ally, throwing an arm around her shoulders. She jumped, startled by my sudden touch, but relaxed when she realized it was me. Dallas had a shocked look on his face.

"Hey, guys. Ally, you wanna come share my fries?" I asked nicely.

Dallas objected. "Yeah, well, we were just talking about the baseball team. I think I'm going to try out this year. Ally promised to come watch me play." He finished, smirking.

"Yes, but, you know, I really probably won't be able to make it-"Ally started, but I interrupted.

"Dallas, I really think you should leave Ally alone." I said bluntly, looking him straight in the eye. He raised his eyebrows, and I stood a little taller.

"And why is that?" Dallas countered. Ally looked as if she were about to bolt.

"Me and Ally are together now. So you need to stop flirting with her. She's not interested." I said. With that, I grabbed Ally's warm hand, and pulled her towards my table.

Once we sat down, Ally stomped on my foot. Hard.

"Why did you do that?" I hissed.

"You are unbelievable!" Ally hissed back. She looked so adorable when she was mad. I tried to touch her soft hair, but she slapped my hand away. I pouted.

"What did I do? Dallas needed to back off. What I said was true! I mean, do you really think I can watch him flirt with you when we were just kissing this morning?" I explained. She sighed, and I held her hand under the table.

"You're right. It was just kind of embarrassing. But thanks. He was kind being a jerk anyways. I really don't care about the baseball team." She said, rubbing her foot against my leg. I shuddered happily. "I can't believe I liked him before."

"Yeah, and now you've got me!" I laughed. She grinned, rolling her eyes.

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The darkness swallowed my surroundings, and I tripped over something on the sidewalk. The moon shone brightly above, and I hummed one of my songs under my breath. It was pretty chilly out, so I zipped up my hoodie. The sheet music in my pocket rubbed against my body as I walked.

I was bored that night, and I had no interest in watching The Bachelor with my mom, so I took a walk towards Ally's house. I was sure she was asleep even at 10:30, being the nerd she is. I just wanted to know she was near.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps pounding the sidewalk. They seemed to being coming towards me. My breath caught in my throat, and I desperately hoped it wasn't a murderer. Preparing myself to fight, I stopped. Another body crashed into mine, sending us both to the ground. Struggling to get on top of my attacker, I straddled the person under me, raising my fist to punch.

"Austin! Stop!" a familiar voice yelled. I could see the face in the moonlight. Ally. My fist immediately lowered. She was in an old t-shirt and running shorts, with her wavy hair pulled back into a ponytail.

"Ally? What are you doing? I thought you were a murderer!" my eyes widened.

"I'm on my run! What are you doing? And why did you think I was a murderer…?" She asked, with a confused expression on her face. I pushed a strand of hair back from her eyes. "Oh, and can you get off me now?"

I complied, getting myself up, and pulling her up with me. "I was on a walk. I wanted to go to your house to check on you, but I didn't think you'd be awake. I didn't know you ran." I said.

"Yeah, running helps me think. I can sort out my thoughts when I'm running." She told me, brushing herself off.

"Sorry for almost hitting you. I thought you were trying to attack me." I apologized. She nodded and smiled.

"It's ok." We stood there for a minute, under the bright stars. I realized we were pretty close to her house. Our eyes met, and I reached out to touch her hair. The silence between us wasn't awkward. It was comfortable. I kissed her softly, holding her small waist. Ally's hands played with my hair gently, and I held her closer to me.

I wanted to drown in Ally. Ally, Ally, Ally.

Headlights shone on us, and we turned to see who it was. Lester. Great.

He rolled down the window, and called out to us. "Come on, let's go." I couldn't tell if he was mad or not. We ran to the car, opening the door and sliding in the backseat. Wondering if he had seen us kissing, I blushed.

Ally's dad pulled off into the night towards their house. My hand gripped the door handle, nervous. Ally gave me a sheepish look. I knew Lester was always very protective of Ally since her mother left. He liked me, but I wasn't sure if his feelings would change when he knew we were kind of together.

Once in their house, he nodded to the living room for us to sit down. Uh oh. Ally and I sat together on the couch. I would've sat closer to her if Lester weren't here.

Lester cleared his throat loudly. "So, you gonna tell me something?" He raised an eyebrow. I looked to Ally to take the reins on this one.

"Austin and I are…we're sort of… well, we're dating. But it's very unofficial." She said, blushing.

"Ok…Well, I guess I saw that coming." Lester shrugged. Then he turned to me. "You better take care of her. I like you, but I am willing to protect my daughter at your cost." He told me sternly. I nodded vigorously, causing Ally to giggle.

"Dad, stop it."

"What? I'm just doing what it says in the dad manual." He laughed, and left the room. That was a lot easier than I thought it would be.

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I sprinted through the mall, huffing and puffing to catch my breath. Man, I was out of shape. Cutting through the food court, I hurdled someone's small, barking dog, and kept moving. Finally, I reached Sonic Boom, and I quickly shut the doors and locked them. Ally looked up from her position at the front counter. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"What's wrong, Austin?" She asked me.

"I-they-chasing-mall-can't breathe- girls-screaming-run-"I tried to get the words out in between loud breaths. Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I tossed my jacket onto the corner.

"Whoa. Slow down." She laughed, but her smile faded. She was watching something behind me outside. I turned to see what it was.

Oh no. It was those girls. They held up neon signs with my name plastered on them.

"Who are they? And why do they look like they were chasing someone?" She glanced at me, and realization was evident on her face. "Ohhh."

Finally, I caught my breath. "They're my fans, apparently. They saw me and started chasing me, screaming." I said. Ally frowned.

"Oh. Ok." She turned back to the cash register, hiding her face from my view.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing. You know, it's totally fine for strange, screaming girls to chase after my sort-of boyfriend. Because that's so normal." Ally said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, but what do you want me to do about it? I don't like it either. They're my fans, they keep my career going."

"And I don't? I'm the one who writes your stupid songs!" Ally blurted. She then ran upstairs to the practice room, slamming the door behind her. Following her, I found the door locked, but sat down outside the door to wait. She'd have to come out eventually.

After about a half hour, Ally opened the door a crack and looked down to see me sitting there. Her eyes were red and puffy. She'd been crying. I leaped up to hug her. My arms folded around her little body, and I smelled her strawberry scented shampoo.

"I'm sorry, Ally. You're right. I don't give you enough appreciation. You are the reason I have a career. Thank you." I said softly. She gave me a small smile. "And I'm sorry about those crazy girls. I want you to know that you're so much more important to me than them. I'd rather kiss you any day." I smirked.

"Thanks, Austin. I'm sorry for getting mad. But it's kind of obvious this isn't working." Ally frowned, and I wanted to change that more than anything else in the world.

"What isn't working?"

"This whole 'no rules' thing. You don't like seeing me with other guys, and I can't stand watching you being chased by girls, knowing you're not really mine." Those bright, chocolate brown eyes met mine, and I was captivated.

We just stared at each other for a moment. Were we breaking up? We weren't together in the first place, but still! I don't think I could go back to normal, knowing I could never kiss her or hold her like I had before. The thought choked me. Being without Ally was like being without pancakes!

"So. Where do we go from there?" I asked, afraid of her reply.

Ally thought for a minute. "Well, we have two options. Option one would be just going back to being friends. No more kissing or anything like that. Option two would be… together. Boyfriend girlfriend. You get it." She said matter-of-factly.

I didn't even have to think about my choice. All I had to do was worry about hers. "Option two." I declared, looking to her for approval.

Ally flashed me a brilliant smile, and pulled my head down to her level, meeting our lips. It was soft and gentle, making my heart rejoice. Gosh, I was such a chick.

"Is that good enough for an answer?" Ally laughed after we separated. I nodded, pulling her back to me. I didn't care about what time it was, if there were customers, or if I had plans. All I could think was her. Ally Dawson.

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