Wazzup homies?
Haha. You like my intro? Update on my status (no, not relationship): Been busy, working on a couple of things to finish for FFN before the end of May. Redesigning my room, and having fun. I get to paint a bookshelf :)
Anyways, here's part three to What Are You Afraid Of? Please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally!
Never in a million years did Ally ever expect to make it big.
And yet, it happened.
Never in a million years did Ally ever expect anyone to read her book.
And yet, that happened too.
So why was she so surprised to find that Austin was reading her personal notes?
We may never know.
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"Okay! I'm back! I found my—"Ally stopped mid-sentence as she burst into her room, her lost-but-now-found bag in her hands. What she saw shocked her. Austin was standing in her room reading something. And that something was a very personal note written from last night.
"No Austin! Don't—," But she stopped when she realized that it was too late. Tears welled up in her chocolate eyes as she realized what it meant. If Austin read through that one note, which based on the way he was looking at her meant he did, then her life was over. After all, Austin could never like her, right?
The petite brunette turned-tail and fled her own bedroom – or at least tried to. But something stopped her. Why did her clumsiness have to show up at that one moment? The shy songwriter tripped over her tennis shoes, which were strewn messily across the floor, right in front of the door. She let out a small yelp, and just as she felt herself plummeting down, someone caught her by the waist.
"Don't worry, I'm here to catch you," said Austin, right next to her ear. Ally looked up at her blond best friend and saw that they were literally two inches away from each other. She quickly scrambled out of his arms and tried to run – again.
But, a quick grab for her wrist, made by Austin, stopped her. "Let me go!" she yelled as she tugged relentlessly to get free.
"You know, you never gave me time to say what I thought about your note," said Austin while smiling.
That caused the songwriter to burst into tears. Austin looked at her, alarmed by the sudden waterworks coming into action.
"What's wrong?" asked the singer.
"YOU is what's wrong. You read my note that I made last night…and now my life is over! You don't even like me, and now our whole friendship will be completely awkward! Ugh! Why did you read it Austin, why?" said Ally, wiping her eyes with her free hand.
Austin finally let go of her wrist, "Your note just kind of, fell on me, and I was curious enough to read it. But Ally, you're wrong. Your life isn't over, and our friendship won't be awkward because…" The blond paused.
Ally looked at him in interest, "Because what?"
The loud singer nervously played with his fingers. It wasn't totally out of character for him to be nervous. But this was different. He wasn't performing. He wasn't singing in front of a huge crowd. He was doing something that should have been easier, but turned out to be a million times harder.
"Because I like you Ally. That's why things won't get awkward. Because I like you back," said Austin simply, being someone not fond of long explanations.
Ally stared, dumbfounded by what Austin just said. Was she dreaming? Did Austin actually say that? She punched herself to make sure, letting out a yelp.
"What was that for?" said Austin, his eyebrows raised.
"Uh, I was just checking to make sure that I wasn't dreaming," mumbled Ally shyly.
The blond teen chuckled, "You're not dreaming this is all real."
"You're sure?" questioned the petite girl.
"Yes, I'm sure."
A huge smile broke out on her face and she went up to Austin and kissed him – just a quick kiss, barely a peck.
"So can I get that I writing?"
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