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My sleep was disturbed by a very loud knocking at the door.
"Delivery!"
I responded with a groan. What the heck. Someone is seriously at the door, now of all times? I really don't want to get up. Who even shows up at a person's cabin this early anyways? Maybe if I just quietly lay here, whoevers at the door will come back later, or hopefully never.
"Ally, open up! I know you're awake!" a familiar voice shouted from outside my cabin.
Damn it. This better be really important.
I forced myself out of my suddenly really comfy bed, and angrily while still half asleep, stomped my way to the door. My hair was a knotted mess, but I didn't need a mirror to know that. I didn't bother trying to brush it out of my face or fix it in any sort of way. Nothing would make a difference in my "breath taking" appearance.
Oh it was breath taking alright.
My pajamas consisted of baggy, pastel pink cotton short shorts, and a soft, black fitted tank top. What once looked probably cute is now all wrinkled and out of place. I also didn't bother to straighten those out either.
I opened the door, not happy at all, and squinted due to the insane amount of sunlight outside. I couldn't really make out the person in front of me though, as my eyes were still adjusting.
"What?" I groaned through practically closed eyes.
Now I should have been very mad, but the sound of a familiar warmed my heart.
"Well aren't you just the cutest morning person ever." Austin teased, greeting me back.
Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! I totally forgot today is our make-up hang out day, (how ironic). I'm kind of wishing I would have taken the couple seconds to fix myself up a bit now. I blushed in embarrassment at myself. It was no surprise that Austin looked perfect, cute and handsome as always. And I looked like something a cat drags in, aka not cute. I'm doing a really great job of trying to win him over with my looks, that's for sure.
"So what's this delivery you speak of?" I asked, desperate to change the subject.
In his hands he had a fairly big tray of sorts, with a lid covering whatever was under it. I had no idea what was under it, but it smelt so good!
"Breakfast in bed, personally cooked by Austin Moon, as a part of my 'I'm sorry I'm such an idiot majority of the time, please forgive me' apology." He smiled sheepishly.
"That's really sweet of you Austin." I genuinely smiled back.
"Now get back into bed so I can serve you this." He jokingly demanded.
Although he was being serious, I couldn't help but giggle. I wasn't going to protest though, as it was probably the best thing I'd heard the entire time I've been here. I didn't have to be told twice.
I did as told and happily walked back to my bed, aka the comfiest thing in the world. I easily crawled back to wear I had been just a couple minutes before, quickly slipping back under the warm comforter to cover my suddenly freezing skin. Austin quickly followed suit as I adjusted into a more comfortable upright position. I rested my head against the old wooden headboard and watched as he carefully balanced the tray in one hand and climbed onto the left side of the bed, slipping under the other half of my comforter.
"So how exactly did you manage to get all of this?" I asked, gesturing to the tray.
"Well, being Austin Moon does have its perks." He said over confidently.
"But I was able to pull a few strings. The ladies in the kitchen love me, so it was no surprise when they let me cook something for someone special." He said more humble, smiling a goofy grin.
I couldn't help but blush at those last words.
Someone special.
He moved closer to me as he started to set up breakfast. But I don't think "close" was a good enough word. We were shoulder to shoulder, my hip pressed to his side, and our feet managed to get tangled together in a matter of seconds. His skin was warm, radiating heat against my cool, almost freezing body. I liked that he was always warm, never once cold.
"Ally your feet are freezing! In fact your whole body feels cold." He said, suddenly really concerned.
Darn it. I was hoping he wouldn't notice.
"Oh sorry." I apologized a little embarrassment.
I started to scoot away from him so our bodies were no longer touching but I felt his strong, warm hand pull on my arm before I could move. I felt a tingling sensation move through my body as a result of his touch. Suddenly I felt light headed, but in a good way.
"It's ok. I don't mind." He practically whispered.
I didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything. He's rendered me speechless yet again. So instead I just looked at him. At his eyes, his dimples.
His lips.
"We should probably eat this before it gets cold." He said, never taking his eyes off mine.
He placed the tray in the middle of us so one of his legs and one of mine were keeping the tray balanced. He lifted the lid off to reveal many plates full of my favorite foods.
"I hope I didn't forget anything." He said as he filled two cups with orange juice.
"No, this is perfect. You remembered all my favorites." I said slightly shocked.
What really caught my eye were the pancakes. I noticed he had made hearts on them out of my favorite fruits.
Hearts.
I know there was probably no double meaning to that but I couldn't help to wonder. Would he do this for Cassidy? Of course he would, Ally. Why wouldn't he. It's probably nothing special, just a really nice gesture.
"Are you ok?" he asked concerned again.
"I'm great, thanks to you." I smiled.
"Now let's eat because I'm starving!" I exclaimed.
"Alright." He laughed.
I reached for a fork but his hand stopped mine. I pouted my lips in response.
"Ah uh ah." He said, waving his finger back and forth no.
He took the fork and a knife in his hands and cut out a piece of pancake.
"Austin I'm really confused right now." I told him impatiently.
I watched as he stabbed the first piece onto his fork so effortlessly.
"Open up." He teased.
Suddenly I felt really hot, like everywhere. Was he really suggesting what I thought he was? My heart was pumping like crazy now and I'm definitely experiencing a shortage of air to my lungs. All I could think of was that night of camp, when he first fed me and that didn't go very well on my part. This time isn't going to be much better. Panicked thoughts were suddenly filling my head.
Ally, calm down. In case you forgot but last night you had Austin wrapped around your finger! What makes today any different. Be confident and subtly flirty just like yesterday.
I opened my mouth slightly, just enough for the food to fit in. I made sure to never look away from his eyes as he fed me, cutely bating my lashes every so often.
"Mmhh." I half moaned through shut eyes, slightly throwing head back in ecstasy.
I licked the little drop of syrup that had missed my mouth from my lips before chewing and swallowing.
I looked over to find him frozen in shock. His eyes were glued on my lips and his mouth had fallen into an o shape. I didn't stop the smile from forming on my face.
I leaned over and cut another piece, but this one wasn't for me.
"Want a taste?" I asked innocently.
I watch as he swallowed nervously. His Adams apple bobbed down and back up as result. He was too nervous to speak, so he just quickly nodded his head in a yes motion.
I propped myself up a bit higher, giving myself an easier time to reach his mouth. I moved anticipating slow, almost deadly. By the time his lips actually touched the fork he was holding his breath altogether. What can I say; I liked my effect on him.
I watched as he chewed and hesitantly swallowed.
"Good?" I asked.
"Yeah." He smiled nervously.
"But I believe it's your turn." He replied, gaining more confidence again.
This time he grabbed a chocolate covered strawberry in between his fingers. I instantly opened my mouth without having to be reminded. I sunk my teeth into the first bit of the sweet strawberry, his fingers slightly brushing against my plump lips as I did so, leaving a trail of invisible sparks behind. We never took our eyes off each other as I chewed either. He patiently waited for me to finish before bringing the half eaten fruit back to my mouth. He placed the rest of the strawberry in my mouth, and this time I lightly grazed his finger with my teeth as I bit down. I think it sent a wave of shock all over his body. It was playful rather than painful and he knew it judging by the look on his face.
Now I know best friends don't feed each other food in the flirtiest way possible, but he knows just as well. In fact he started it, how could I not resist? And not to mention the cuddling/snuggling before we started eating. I was moving away but he's the one who stopped me. He didn't want it to end and I'm like one hundred percent sure best friends don't do that. But he's also the one with a girlfriend. I should feel guilty, but I don't. And I don't think he does either. Old Ally would never do this with her best friend in a million years, but now look at me. I'm like a whole new person, and I'm not the only one who likes it.
I teased him for a while more as we ate, feeding him some more and maybe even getting a little chocolate on his face. But those are stories to never be told. Soon though, I gladly stopped. I decided he'd had enough for a while so I let him tease me for the rest of our meal in bed.
"Austin stop it!" I cried out in between giggles.
"Never!" he teased.
Somehow the thought of breakfast got lost, just mere scraps left on the once spotless tray. And now he had me pinned beneath him, tickling me death.
That's right, you heard me. Austin Moon is tickling me as we speak.
His one hand had my arms pinned above my head so I couldn't fight back, and his other was hard at work on my torso. After being friends for so long he knows my most sensitive spots and the fact that I'm basically ticklish everywhere.
"Please!" I breathlessly begged.
For a moment he put his movements on pause, as if he were really considering. I felt myself grow hopeful inside. But all that ended so fast when his hand went to work just above my left hip, one of my most sensitive spots.
I burst into a fit of giggles, both mine and his laughter filling the tiny cabin. I struggled to get free of his impossibly strong grip but of course I failed to do so.
"Austin!" I laughed.
He just continued to tickle me.
"Alright, alright! I surrender." I pleaded as I continuously laughed.
Austin slowed his movements to a nothing, but didn't move from his position. I took this moment to really admire him. His beautiful blond hair had flopped into his face, shielding away his eyebrows and part of his big brown eyes. His cheeks were flushed, but as were mine. It's a good thing his hand had my arms pinned down because I felt the biggest urge to reach out and touch his cheek. Our faces were fairly close, just a couple inches apart. Practically kissing distance.
But best friends don't kiss.
I realized now that he too was looking at me. Although there was silence, our stares and gazes were pretty loud. I watched him closely. He looked like he wanted to say something, but I didn't know what. So I just watched and waited until he could.
"Have I ever told you how much I love your laugh?" he asked, breaking the quiet silence.
I didn't say anything.
"It makes days better." He added.
"Austin."
"I don't know. You're laugh is like the best sound in the world. It's just so familiar to me now. I love it." he declares.
I blush when he said that. And I don't even care that he saw it too. Well he doesn't quite love me, but he loves me laugh, and that's pretty close, right?
At this point he released his grip on my arms and had moved off me. He laid down beside me, shoulder to shoulder again. I turned on my side a little so I could see his face better. I brushed a bit of hair out of his face before saying
"Thanks."
"So what do you want to now?" he asked.
I took my time to think of answer. What did I want to do?
"Nothing." I concluded.
He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Nothing?" he repeated as if he didn't hear correctly.
"Yes." I nodded firmly.
"Well for the rest of the morning anyways. When's the last time you just did nothing?" I asked him.
He paused to really think about it.
"Quite some time ago." He responded.
"Then let's just lie here, and talk, and do nothing for the last morning hours." I smiled hopefully.
"Ok." He smiled back.
I moved closer to him, if that were even possible and for a lack of better word, happily snuggled up against him. He laughed in response but didn't stop me either. It was a brave move but did it anyway, resting my head against a small bit of his perfect chest. I couldn't see his face but I could just picture a smile on his face as he twirled strands of my messy, day after curls. Half his body was under the comforter and almost all of mine was under it. Our hands just so happened to be under it and they were maybe a centimeter away from touching. I won't deny that I wanted to lace my fingers in between his, but I refrained from doing so. But what surprised me most was the fact that his other strong, and very muscular arm wrapped around me when I rested against his chest. I watched his muscles flexed and work as he held me so effortlessly. His hand was close to my heart, but not quite enough. My abnormally fast heart rate would have given me away.
We laid in silence for a while. Our bodies just kind of becoming one completely tangled and pressed together in the most comfortable way. Having my head against his chest had many perks. I felt every movement of his chest during each breath. And I could hear the steady beating of his heart. Not once did it falter. My feet and everywhere else was still freezing, but thanks to him I felt a little less cold.
"Austin?" I asked, my voice wavering.
"Yeah?" he answered, stroking my head in concern.
When he wasn't being such a guy, he was the sweetest, most caring person ever. Quite a gentlemen.
"Promise that we'll always be friends. That this will never change." I asked.
He didn't even have to think to respond.
"Of course. I couldn't imagine not having you around." He replied.
I didn't need to say anything for him to know I felt the same. Things were finally starting to look a whole lot better for Austin and I.
So I'm so sorry this took like two weeks to upload, I've just kind of been procrastinating finishing it. But I promise I will do more frequent updates! i hope you enjoyed this first part of the makeup hang out! It might be split into three chapters depending if they're filled with lots of Auslly like this one! Tell me your favorite parts in the reviews and thanks so much for reading! I love you guys so so much!