Okay, let me start by saying this isn't the best chapter out there. But, let me tell you, this needed to happen okay? Yeah. ANYWAYS.
Hey! How are ya'll Saturdays? Mine is great so far. :) Have you guys seen Laura's WangoTango pictures yet? She looks absolutely amazing!
Alright, let's get to the point. This chapter is also kind of short. Sorry! Writer's block has been mean to me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.
Miles Teller who?
Ally snuggled a little closer to Austin as he put his arm around her shoulder.
She had missed a good bit of the movie when she got lost in his hazel eyes again.
Again.
She heard Austin sigh and she smiled to herself. Ally felt so comfortable and safe in his arms. Even though she was a thousand miles from home, she felt right at it. Ally felt Austin playing with a strand of hair on her shoulder. She giggled softly.
"Grow some hair, and you won't have to play with mine," she whispered to him without looking at him. She felt Austin shift.
"But I like your hair. It's so much softer than mine," he said. Ally thought that was the most adorable thing he had said all day. She shifted and put a hand through his patted-down hair.
"It's not too bad," she joked. "B+," she told him. Austin furrowed his eyebrows and frowned at her. Ally laughed at his attempt to look offended. He huffed and turned back to the movie.
Oh yeah, the movie.
Ally turned her attention back to the movie as well. She watched about five more minutes of it, feeling completely happy. She could stay like this forever. In Austin's arms. Hmm, that seemed nice.
"Austin?"
Ally snapped her head up, hitting Austin in the temple. Ally rubbed his head apologetically, as he turned around and faced the feminine voice.
"Brooke?" Austin asked. Ally immediately sat forward, wanting to get a good look at this Brooke. She heard Austin cuss under his breath.
Brooke.
Wasn't that the name of the girl that Austin had mumbled in his sleep?
"How come you haven't called me yet?" Brooke asked. She had dark brown hair that she wore in waves down her back. Her brown eyes blazed with curiosity as she looked at Austin's arm around Ally.
"Listen, Brooke," Austin stared. He looked at Ally with a knowing look in his eyes before turning back to the girl. "I barely know you. I mean. That one time at the store?" Austin was about to say more but Brooke cut him off.
"Austin!" She snapped. "Stop playing around." Brooke sat in the seat beside him and looked him in the eyes. Ally tensed up at the sudden closeness between the two. "We all know you've only been avoiding me because you want another kiss!" Brooke said wildly. "Playing hard to get huh?"
What kiss?
"Kiss me," she said. Ally's jaw dropped open. As Austin started to say something, Brooke took the opportunity to lean over and kiss him, clutching his purple polo in her hands.
Ally had enough. She quickly stood up, dropping Austin's arm on the seat.
"S'cuse me," she said as she grabbed her purse and pushed past Brooke, whose mouth was connected to Austin's.
Still.
"Ally - hmmph," Austin tried to push Brooke off, but wow, this girl was a maniac. Ally just rolled her eyes.
"Save it, Austin." Of course Austin would have a girlfriend, or a girl after him. Of course. I mean, look at him.
Look at him.
Those deep, hazel eyes that looked like a pool of melted chocolate. That blonde hair that swayed just the right way, and rustled when the breeze rippled through it. His frame. Those arms though. Goddamn. Most importantly, his soft, kissable lips.
Which were still connected to Brooke's.
Ally turned around, but when she saw that Austin's 'gentleman' hair had been fisted by Brooke, she stuck her tongue out and quickly walked away.
Ally snorted. How could she be so stupid? He was a player for god's sake. Of course he would have girls after him. She was just another one of his pawns in the game that he played.
Ally brushed out the door of the theatre, feeling stupid as hell. Stupid as bloody hell. She walked faster, away from the theatre, sniffing in the cold air that soothed her burning lungs.
Ally walked faster as things began to blur around her. She clutched her coat closer to her body. A cold breeze rippled through the city, causing Ally to sneeze. She sighed sadly.
I really thought Austin liked me.
Ally wiped away a tear that had slipped and pushed the button on the elevator. Ally fumbled for Trish's apartment key before finally jiggling the door open. Thank goodness Trish wasn't home.
Ally slammed the door to her room and threw her purse on the bed. She kicked her shoes off and flung her jacket across the room. She felt like screaming, and crying and exploding.
Ally grabbed a zebra striped pillow and screamed into it.
Damn you, Austin.
Ally clutched the pillow in her arms and she cradled it back and forth. Her breathing had began to become choppy as the tears fell down her face. She cried out loud, before covering her mouth, breathing slowly.
No. She would not be fazed by this. This is what weak girls do. They cry over their boyfriends and troubles. But no, Ally was not going to let Austin be something she would cry over.
Okay, yes. She felt betrayed and backstabbed. And maybe a little disgusted that Brooke was such a ravenous beast like that, but still. She was on a date with Austin, for god's damn sake. She thought that he had really liked her.
She cleaned herself up, occasionally breaking down again, but then regaining her cool. She opened the drawer to her nightstand and took the pencil off the page of her song.
It was a good song.
But it was about him.
Ally hiccupped. No, she would not get rid of the song. It was still too precious to her.
Ally sighed. She turned to a new page and began to write a diary entry. She scribbled furiously as the thoughts in her brain became words on the page. Ally quickly signed the bottom of the page when she was finished.
Ally stared out the window for a while after that. Watching all the couples holding hands and stuff.
Bleh.
Ally found herself mesmerised by the way New York was beautiful under the fading light as the night began to settle in. The snowfall had began again as the tiny snowflakes made their way down into the streets of New York.
Man, it was beautiful.
Just then, Ally heard knocking coming from her door.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"Trish," came Trish's voice.
"Come in," she sighed. Trish opened the door and stepped inside. Ally's room was a complete mess. Trish carefully stepped over the things scattered across the floor as she made her way to where Ally was sitting on the windowsill.
"Hey," her bestfriend said softly. "You okay?" Trish began rubbing Ally's back sympathetically.
"Honestly," she sighed. "No. But it's okay. I'm not gonna let this affect me!" Ally said as convincingly as possible. Trish smiled, obviously fooled by Ally.
"You go, Ally!" Trish said. "Don't let some boy come into your life, sweep you off your feet, and then break your heart!" Trish yelled. Ally laughed. The words stung a little, but she laughed anyways.
Trish began to open the window on the New York night. Ally turned to look at her through her tears that had formed from laughing so hard.
"Wha-what are you doing? It's cold!" She said between breaths. Trish turned to Ally with that mischievous look in her eye.
"Telling the world about what a jerk Austin is," she replied simply. Trish took a deep breath and screamed out the window.
"AUSTIN MOON IS A HUGE JERK!" Trish yelled. Ally doubled over laughing. She joined Trish at the window.
"AUSTIN MOON IS A HUGE TWO-TIMING JERK!" Ally added. "HE EATS SO MANY PANCAKES THAT I'M SURPRISED HE ISN'T ONE!" Ally laughed, but Trish just stared at Ally.
"Maybe you should leave the insults to me," Trish patted Ally's back. Ally laughed along with Trish as they yelled things about Austin out the window.
And honestly, Ally felt alive. She screamed at the top of her lungs with Trish until the people of New York told them to shut up before they called the cops. They even got complaints from the lobby. Ally and Trish continued to laugh as they closed the window on the world.
"Never let a guy get you down, Ally," Trish said. Ally nodded. Trish really had become more mature.
"Thanks Trish," Ally said. The two girls hugged eachother tightly before Trish got up and grabbed Ally's phone.
"How about we order some pizza for the both of us?" Trish said. "Must be better than my cooking anyways," she said. Ally giggled. Trish left the room and returned with a bunch of home movies.
"Now, the real question is," she held up two DVD boxes. "Lion King or Little Mermaid?"
Ally snorted.
"The Little Mermaid. I mean is that even a question?" The two girls laughed.
I'll be okay.
This probably never happens in real life, but hey. My story, my world. :) Yeah. Hopefully you'll enjoy the next few chapters! My favourite one is actually coming up!
Thanks for reading!