A/N- I've written this entire story on my iPod touch. :) disclaimer- I don't own Austin & Ally whatsoever:(

Ally's POV

Filming the scene with Trish.

I never actually read the scene we're filming right now, so I really have no clue what's gonna happen. I think I should read it right now..

Assistant: Lauren, thank you for saving the beach.

Lauren: no problem.

Assistant: this is off topic but, you know how Troy saved you?

Lauren: yeah..

Assistant: well, I think he likes you.

Lauren: *face lights up* really?

Assistant: do you like him?

Lauren: he's my friend. I could never..

Assistant: or could you?

Lauren: I guess I could...

I can't believe Trish and Dez. They wrote this whole script to try and get me to like Austin. And then I hear "ACTION!" And have to start.

"Lauren, thank you for saving the beach."

"No problem." I smile despite what I'm feeling.

"This is off topic but, you know how Troy saved you?"

"Yeah.."

"Well.." Trish pauses dramatically. "I think he likes you." My face lights up for the scene. At least, I think it lights up.

"Really?"

"Do you like him?" it seems like Trish is asking, not the assistant.

"He's my friend. I could never.."

"Or could you?" I barely choke out the next line.

"I guess I could.." I say. Probably unaware we're acting, I hear Austin say 'YES!' from behind me. I turn, even though I never heard 'CUT!' I start walking towards Austin.

"Austin, I-" I start. He cuts in.

"I know you're mad. I can't blame you. But I have to know. Do you like me?" He asks. Without saying a word, I run away from Austin and the beach.

-IN THE PRACTICE ROOM-

"Ally!" I can hear Austin in the distance. But I don't care. I just sit at the piano bench, lay my head on the keys, and have a really good cry. I'm upset. I can't say anything about my crush. He can't know. No one can know. A secret is a secret. Not all secrets are meant to stay secrets, though. But I can't tell. Trish and Dez are being awful matchmakers. They're trying to set me up with Austin. It won't happen. It can't happen.

My feelings are eating me alive.