Chapter 18- She Doesn't Fall
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Austin's POV
"Um…," I mummer as I play a string of notes on my guitar. I look up and see Ally starting at me eagerly, hoping that I will magically create some amazing lyrics to this song we made together.
It had been a week since Ally decided to help me learn how to write songs and already, we have the instrumental part finished. Ally obviously came up with most of it but I had helped with the chorus. After that, she had also come up with all the verses so that left me again, with the chorus.
I search through my brain, thinking back to all those hopeless attempts of trying to write a song with the Starr Record professional song writers. Those long sessions had only ended up with billions of crumpled papers and eventually, the song had been completed with absolutely no input from me, except for the song title. But, there was something different when I was writing with Ally. She was patient and open to all my suggestions. Lightly changing a word when she didn't like something instead of criticizing me or praising me when I came up with something. I had honestly forgotten how much fun music was before I had started creating it with Ally.
But, even after this week of meeting every day to work with her, I could still see her shy away when she realized she was getting too comfortable. It was maybe, just a little disappointing, if I could be honest. She would start to lean back after she laughed at something I said, as if she had to remind herself to stop, and those times where she would actually joke back, her eyes would widen and it looked like she was mentally scolding herself.
And I just wish she would stop. I wanted to see Ally. Not this girl. I wanted to see the Ally who wasn't afraid to speak her mind and do anything she wanted. The Ally who was brave and out-going. But, I wouldn't because I had ruined it. I had pushed her too far, dragging her into my life and now, because of me, her walls are up and I'm afraid that I will never see that side of her again.
With these thoughts floating through my mind and my uneasy emotions of sadness and heavy concentration rolling through me, I suddenly sing.
Call me criminal, I won't deny it.
You make me want it all,
Everything you are.
So lock it up, go on and try it,
No matter what you do
I'm gonna steal your heart…
I look up from my fingers on the guitar to see Ally staring at me wide eyed. But, this time, her eyes are shining with surprise and pride. I fight a smile as new words suddenly form in my head.
I confess,
I kind of like it that you're innocent,
Keeping up your guard
I'll break it down,
So you can't hide it,
No matter what you do
I'm gonna steal your heart.
I finish the line and suddenly stop, as what just happened processes in my mind. I just wrote a song I think. A slight gasp comes from in front of me and I look up to lock my gaze with Ally's. She is looking positively awed, her eyes beyond wide and her lips parted. I smile and duck my head, feeling shy all of a sudden.
"Austin! That was amazing!" she exclaims, causing my cheeks to heat. I keep my head down until I feel my face cool down and then I sneak a glance up at the brunette. She is still looking at me, astonished, and I can't help but feel immensely proud of myself. But, I have absolutely no idea where those lyrics came from. I was just thinking of Ally and-.
She inspired them a voice inside my head said. I jumped a little, startled. Then, I am hit with another surprising sentence. Those lyrics are about her the voice says, before it starts to fade.
I am left disoriented at the words in my head and what they meant. Sure, I probably couldn't have come up with those lyrics without Ally's encouraging help but, are the lyrics really about her?
'No matter what you do, I'm gonna steal your heart.' Are these lyrics about Ally? No, they can't be. Ally and I are just… well; I'm hoping we're friends. She acts friendly towards me, but then again, she acts friendly to everyone. And, why would I have come up with those about her. Just because Ally was talented, smart, beautiful… Moon, what are you saying?! I think, alarmed. My eyes widen slightly as I think of what I had just thought. I mean, of course Ally is all of those things but, why would I have thought them all of a sudden? Unless…
"Austin! I'm so proud!" Ally exclaims, still reeling over the fact that I had written lyrics. I snap out of my thoughts and focus on her smiling face.
"Yeah, I am too," I say, not wanting to make a big deal out of this. Besides, this might've been a onetime thing. For all I know, I could never be able to think of another lyric every again. Surprisingly, it seems like Ally can read my mind, because she suddenly reassures me.
"Austin, you can do this. You can write songs!" she says, her eyes shining, and I realize why she is so lovable. Her personality and the way she likes to help others. Well, the only time I can remember when she was acting rudely was with me- and although I can tell that Ally is perfectly comfortable with herself right now, and I like how she is so innocent, I don't feel guilty for wanting to see the darker side of her, the one that flirts with me and gives her a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Well, I guess this is it for today," Ally states, slicing through the silence we created with me thinking and her waiting for me. I look up and towards the clock in the music room, seeing that it was already evening. A part of me was relieved that I could stop wracking my brain for inspiration and working on our song, but an extremely larger part of me was disappointed that I wouldn't see Ally until next week, after the weekend.
Man, you're in deep I think to myself absentmindedly. Then, the words knock into me and I take in a sharp breath. Could I have feelings toward Ally? Already, I feel myself wanting to laugh at the outrageousness of it. I couldn't like her. Everything I did was merely for entertainment, so I could watch her blush and give me her cute annoyed face. Yes, I said cute, but that doesn't mean anything. Besides, I couldn't like Ally when she still treads on the line of friendship and enemy. And yet, I have given this so much thought already, something I rarely do. So, does this mean…-?
"See you next week, Austin!" Ally's breezy voice says, interrupting my thinking. I quickly whip my head to the door way to see Ally give me a smile and before I can respond, Ally turns around and walks out the door.
So, Austin finally writes his own song and what not. I apologize if this chapter put you to sleep. I feel like it was just a filler, something to keep the story going. But, please review and I promise the next chapter will be added as soon as possible.
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