I'm back! And guess what? For once I have no homework riding on my back! Because I finished it all... Yeah. Haha.
So how's life?
Disclaimer: I don't own Austin and Ally or Taylor Swift.
Austin jerked awake as the daylight streamed through the windows suddenly.
"Rise and shine, buddy!" Austin groaned as Dez ripped the covers off of the bed. Luckily, Austin was still fully clothed from his date with Ally.
Or Brooke.
He wasn't even sure anymore.
Austin had returned to the hotel when it all went down yesterday. He slumped into bed and wanted nothing to do but sleep forever, never ever ever wanting to wake up and face the world ever again.
After Ally had left, he managed to get the attention of the ushers. They pulled Brooke off of him. Some of the guys gave him a thumbs up, while the others frowned at him disapprovingly.
Brooke got banned from the theatre for PDA. And Austin, well. Let's say that he isn't going back there for the next few weeks. Or the next few weeks after that. At least he wasn't banned for eternity like Satan-knows-who.
After that disaster, he had caused so much of a commotion that the movie had to stop being screened, because they were talking too loud and causing too much of a distraction that literally no one could watch anymore. They were losing customers.
Talk about bad luck.
Austin had tried to call or text Ally after that. Stating it a million times that he was sorry and that he wasn't attracted to Brooke whatsoever. He even told her that he got Brooke and him kicked out of the theatre, hoping to get some sympathy out of her.
Ally hadn't replied.
But he realized the reason why. He walked around for a bit after getting humiliated even more when Brooke winked at him and said, "Call me," after practically getting thrown out of the theatre. Some of the ushers whistled when she winked at him. And he grumbled, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible.
When he got back to the hotel, night had already fallen, casting shadows every which way. Austin shivered as a breeze rustled through his jacket. He was still pretty sick, sniffling every now and then. Suddenly, the wind wasn't all that he was hearing.
He had whipped his head to the noise when he heard his name. Finding the source of the noise, he listened carefully. Austin gritted his teeth.
"AUSTIN MOON IS A HUGE TWO-TIMING JERK!" He stopped listening after that. Ally saw him the wrong way! He wasn't a two-timer. He wasn't even a one-timer!
And that's when he wrapped himself in a cocoon of bed sheets, not bothering to change out of his contaminated clothing. He even slept with his wallet, which was a bad idea. Once he awoke with the chain around his neck.
Austin sighed.
"C'mon, buddy, wake up! I need your help with the production," Dez's voice snapped him back to reality. Austin rubbed his eyes and frowned.
"You need my help?" Austin asked, removing his hands from his eyes. Dez nodded. He wore his director hate and scarf, as he always did when he was directing.
"I need you to step in as the male lead," Dez said. He sighed a put a hand to his forehead. "Zac Efron cancelled on me at the last second," he told Austin. Austin nodded sympathetically.
"Sure buddy, I'll be the lead." Austin said, though he doubted Zac really cancelled, let alone talked to Dez or was even apart of it in the first place. He realized that Ally would have to talk to him if he was the lead, since she was the female lead. They'd have to rehearse lines together, spend a lot of time together and maybe just maybe...
"Great!" Dez said excitedly. "Get your chow down, we start at nine!" Dez closed the door to his room and Austin rubbed his neck. He grabbed a clean change of clothes from his suitcase and walked into the bathroom.
"Gah!" Austin stared at himself in the mirror. His hair stood up at odd angles and his eyes were surrounded by a rim of tiredness. His mouth was slightly swollen and he even caught sight of a small bruise on the side of his neck. His collared polo shirt had been wrinkled and needed a good ironing to get out.
Austin began to brush his teeth with a small amount of endless Aquasmile. He hummed as he brushed his teeth, trying to feel pumped for the day. Austin grumbled and spit the toothpaste out.
Even music wasn't going to fix his horrid mood.
Austin quickly cleaned himself up as good as possible. He threw the shirt in the corner of the room.
May need to burn it too.
He fixed his hair, but no matter what he did, a strand at the back kept sticking up. He sighed. Austin ran a comb through his hair again, but suddenly he lost it. Austin lost the comb in his hair.
Oh god.
Austin moved on to fixing his face. He rinsed his face in cold water and tried to rub the tiredness out of them. He sighed when nothing seemed to be working.
Finally, Austin just wore another collared shirt to cover the bruise on the side of his neck. He buttoned it all the way to the top, trying to hide that hideous thing Brooke left behind. He looked about 13% better than he did this morning.
Hey, it was better than nothing.
Austin quickly did a once over of himself, inspecting if he was presentable yet. Far from, but it'll have to do. Austin closed the door of this bathroom and cleaned up his room a little bit, stalling some more. He made sure that he was late before walking in, trying to seem like it was no big deal.
He opened the door into Dez's living room to see that the meeting had already started.
Dez motioned for Austin to sit in the chair next to Ally. He sat on the edge of the chair, as far away from her as possible, just in case she might want to explode on him now. Ally rolled her eyes and kept them fixed on her script in front of her. Austin sat down uncomfortably as his legs were sore. He winced when Ally accidentally drove her heel into his foot.
'Accidentally.'
"Sorry," she told him sarcastically. She finally looked at him. He noticed that she didn't look away until Dez cleared his throat. Austin turned around to give Dez his full attention.
Or tried to, at least.
"So, Zac just cancel, so Austin here is out new lead for the film." Austin gave a small smile to whoever was looking at him. He wasn't really paying attention to the talking and stuff.
But really, the film just had him, Ally, Trish, Carrie and a few of Austin and Dez's mutual friends.
So Carrie was going to be part of the film. Austin narrowed his eyes at Dez who gave him a questioning look. He nodded his head at Carrie and then shrugged, indicating what he wanted to ask. Dez just mouthed the words 'I got you.'
What?
There was Jace. The skater dude who apparently is getting to know Trish really well. Austin watched as the two snickered over something before Dez hushed the room. They stopped and looked at Dez before returning to their loud conversation. Trish snorted when Jace made some smart remark about 'working.'
There was also Gavin. Gavin and Austin haven't really exchanged more than 'hi's' and 'hello's,' but they were pretty alright with each other. Gavin was as tall as him and Dez. He had golden-brown hair, styled with Texture Cream. He was also a country boy, always talkin' bout his ol' man.
Austin glanced around the room.
That was the cast.
"Alright! We're going to start a table reading for the first scene! This scene is a little introduction about the movie!" Dez called. He said something else, but Austin wasn't really listening.
Austin barely cooperated during the reading. His mind wandered elsewhere.
Elsewhere aka Ally Dawson.
Austin glanced at her odd expression. Her face was scrunched up like she was trying to concentrate, but it looked like she was trying not to be bothered by someone staring at her - oh.
Oops.
"Austin?" Austin snapped his head to Dez who called his name. "It's your line, buddy," he told Austin. Austin nodded.
Dez then decided to start the readings on random scenes, not going in order. Same goes for the way they were filming the movie. He said it was good to randomize the scenes, something he learned from Spike Stevens, his favourite director.
"Uh, you look handsome," he read the line, frowning as it rolled off his tongue. Dez slapped the main script against his forehead.
"That was Ally's line! Yours is the one underneath!" Dez sighed as he whispered something about amateurs. Austin grumbled, squinting and reading the line that was his.
Maybe he should highlight it like what everyone else was doing.
"Thank you, darlin'. You're not so bad yourself. What's a little pretty missy doin' all alone by herself on such a fine afternoon," he read.
"I'm just - " Ally stopped dead in her tracks, gulping. She took a huge breath. " -Waiting for the right guy to come around. You see, I've been searching high and low. Sea to sea. All the men these days seem to either be playboys or dirtbags!" Ally spat out the last few words. Austin winced as he realized the irony of how they had to do this scene in this situation. He tried shooting Ally an apologetic look.
Ally just returned her attention back to the script. Luckily, he only had that one line in the scene, as their characters get interrupted. He watched as Ally started saying her lines more relaxed now that he wasn't the one to talk to her.
"Ally."
She didn't even look at him, but he saw her tense up.
"Ally, I - "
"Shush!" Ally put a finger to her lips. Austin frowned. She was still avoiding him.
"Ally - "
"Shhhh!" She snapped at him. "Dez was saying something important, and was trying to listen like the polite person I am, and you just interrupted!" Ally gave him a whack with her script. He rubbed his head gently.
"First of all, ow! Second, what happened yesterday with me and Brooke I just wanted to say that - " His eyes nearly popped out of his head when Ally stuffed her script in his mouth. He recoiled immediately, eyes blazing at the brunette who mirrored his anger.
Austin couldn't believe that someone so small, could posses so much power.
"Would you two, shut it?" Dez's temple vein throbbed. He glanced at the two co-stars sitting side by side. Austin saw the light go off in Dez's head, indicating that he saw the tension between the two right now.
"How about we take five?" Dez called, effectively finding a way for Ally to escape his desperate attempts of talking to her. Ally took off, out the door and down the hall back to Trish's apartment.
"Ally!" He called after her. Austin sighed as she slammed the door in his face, hitting him in the nose. He staggered backwards just a bit, stepping on something, hearing a crack.
Oh there was his comb!
He grumbled and swung the door open, chasing after Ally. He raced down the halls as fast as his legs could take him. Austin gasped for breath. Ally was such a tease; she was faster than him! His lungs burned and his muscles ached.
But not as much as his heart.
"Ally!" Austin tried again, this time, gaining her attention for a brief second before she turned around and snorted. Her eyes narrowed as if he were a piece of lint on her clothing.
"Fuck off!" She yelled at him, giving him a deathly stare. He stopped in his tracks. Austin had never heard Ally cuss before. She continued to walk towards the end of the hallway, leaving Austin to mope at his lost.
"Ally!" Austin called one last time, his voice filling the empty hallway.
Aw, poor Austin! I promise things will be looking up soon...
Soon...
Thanks for reading!