A/N: Hi peeps! I'm not going to write anything because I do not need to.
I don't own Austin & Ally but I wish I did!
He didn't know what had kept him awake for so long. His eyes just refused to close and his body did not want to stay still. Something was bothering him, he had a strange sense that he needed to be somewhere. Anywhere but the room he was in at that moment. Forcing his eyes close for the thousandth time that night, he tried to let his mind slip away. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't shake of the thoughts that overruled his mind. He just wanted to sleep!
It was no use. He stood up and groaned at how tired his aching body was. Yet he still couldn't bring himself to go back to bed. He pulled up his desk chair and sat down; he forced himself to work on a report that was due the next day to keep him busy. Judging by the part he was on, even if he tried, he was probably not going to finish the damned report. At least he tried right?
Something inside of him was tingly. He couldn't quite describe the strange sensation that overtook him, but it did. He was a good sleeper, so it was strange for him not to fall asleep. And since when did Austin Moon actually try to finish a school report?! He always hated the academic part of school so why was he stressing about it now? The way he was acting made no sense to him, he was never like this. He shook his head and a growl escaped his lips, he hated not knowing the answers to these stupid questions. Glancing back down at his paper, he yanked it up and his hands tore it to pieces. He was not going to start changing. He was already too used to the way he was now, and so was everybody else. He didn't need change…
He forced himself onto his bed and shut his eyes. He was going to sleep. Well, not really.
His body was aching and sore from his previous night of no sleep when he went to school the next day. It felt as if he was run over by a train. The train must have been really heavy and long. Entering the school courtyard he made his way up to De, he was sitting along the fence that ran along the school. Austin seated himself next to him and let out a loud yawn.
"No sleep last night?"
"Naw, how did you know?"
"You look like shit."
"Thanks."
"No offense bro."
"Uh-huh. None taken."
"Why were you up?"
"I couldn't sleep."
"Huh. I really thought you were up last night cause you were messing with a girl or something"
"You know I don't do that anymore."
"Yeah I know."
"You need more faith in me."
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"No, you fucking do."
"Bro, I probably have more faith in you than those damn parents of yours!"
"I don't have to respond to that do I?"
"If you want to."
"Fuck it, you know my parents!"
"I know, that's why I said it!"
"Bro, you're fucking awesome."
"I fucking know."
Leave it to Dez to be 100% honest with Austin. That's honestly why he was friends with him in the first place. Austin needed some kind of truth in the all of the damn lies.
He honestly didn't know how he ended up next to her. He was just walking down the hall one minute, and then he was being confronted by a girl no taller than 5'3. He found this hilarious, the girl was so short and scrawny, and there he was in all of his 6'0 self. What was even weirder was that he could have easily pushed her out of the way, yet he didn't, he was still there.
"Can I help you?"
"Uh, yeah, you can."
"Well?..."
"Oh, um, I was just wondering if you uh…"
"Spit it out girl!"
"My name's Ally, Ally Dawson, not girl."
"Like that's any better."
"Damn, they said you were rude but really?"
"Guess I was a disappointment, sorry about that."
"This is exactly how I thought you were going to act."
"Oh really?"
"Uh-huh, this proves my theory."
"Glad to know."
"You know the more you act this way is the more you make me want to help."
"I don't need your help."
"Okay, well, maybe I need your help."
"Why would you need my help?"
"I just do."
"This is fucking stupid."
"You're the third person who has told me that."
"Told you what?"
"That this is stupid and highly delusional of me to do."
"And what exactly are you doing?"
"Talking to you."
That got him. This girl was brave to do what she was doing. Her deep chocolate brown doe eyes bore into his whiskey coloured ones and made him flinch at their intensity. He was shocked.
"…"
"They told me exactly what you are."
"…"
"A monster."
"That's what I am to everybody?"
The anger was pouring out of him. Was he really a monster?
"No, not everybody."
"Who doesn't see me like that?"
"Me."
Fuck, he was in so much trouble.
"Well, baby, all the others were right."
"No, I don't think so."
"Then what am I?"
"You're misunderstood."
Yeah, he was totally screwed.
"I…"
"You are not a monster."
"You…"
"You are just hiding."
"I'm…"
"I want to be that one to understand."
He felt like crying. This girl just, she just…
"…"
"If you let me."
She just…
"…"
"Will you let me?"
"I need…"
"You need someone."
"Fuck this."
"Okay."
"You cant just get into my fucking life and expect me to be okay with it! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"
"Well I'm a person who needs something different and I think you are too."
"How?"
"How what?"
"How did you know?"
"I guessed…"
He was trembling. He had never felt this way. A girl that understood? Was there even such thing?
"Just please go…" he whimpered.
"But!"
"LEAVE!"
That was all it took for her to go. He watched her shakily walk down the hall with her head held high. How did she manage to feel proud? She had just made him question his ways and she still felt proud? Change had never gone well with him and it sure as hell didn't go well with him now. He was not just about to change for a girl who knew too much. That was not the way it went for him.
He couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if her had said yes to her. What would she have done to him? Made him read the Bible? Fuck that girl was delusional but she had a heart that he hadn't seen in anyone before. Ally Dawson had hope. Nobody ever had hope anymore. She was different and he had just let her go. He had let his dream go. God, who was the delusional one?
He would find her again. He had to. Maybe they would learn a thing or two from each other.
Maybe they would finally find peace within themselves and learn to just forget the world around them and flow down the river.
Maybe the river would take them somewhere else, somewhere peaceful. Somewhere without sin and worry. Somewhere perfect.
A/N: I don't know guys…