Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally or any characters I didn't make up.
Ally's POV
I looked at my watch for the 50th time in the past hour. He's late to our first writing session. How professional of him. The door suddenly opened and an angry looking Austin walked in. "Nice of you to finally show up," I gave him a fake smile. "I had a rough morning, so I'd appreciate it if you kept your witty comments to yourself for a while," he snapped. I frowned, "Is everything okay?" He sat down on the leather couch the studio had and muttered, "It's none of your business." I regret caring now. I tried to hide my hurt expression by turning around and facing my laptop.
I cleared my throat, "While I was waiting for you I worked on a melody a little, tell me what you think." I played the part that I had recorded on my laptop for him while I moved from my chair to the couch next to him and put my laptop on a small table in front of us. He picked up an acoustic guitar and played in harmony to the music. He nodded when it ended and said, "It's good. We just need a little beat for the chorus." I replied, "We have to finish the background music before putting lyrics in." We shared ideas, changed some things, and surprisingly we didn't argue. Two hours later, we had the perfect song. Well minus the lyrics.
"I have to say, I'm impressed someone like you can actually make a good song, princess," he commented. "I won't reply because I would like to maintain the peace we had before your stupid comment," I replied. "Do you have any ideas for the lyrics?" I asked. "I do have an idea about what they should be about," he answered. A while later, we only had half the chorus decided. I looked through my songbook for ideas while Austin tried to put down more lyrics on the notebook we were using. "Look out now, don't take one more step," Austin sang. I abruptly looked up from my songbook and looked at him with a shocked expression, "Whoa, what was that?" He looked confused, "Um…a line for the chorus? Is it that bad?" I shook my head, "No, no, it's amazing. It's just that I didn't think you could actually-" He interrupted, "Sing? I didn't sign the contract to this label just because I like using pens, princess." I looked down, "I know, I'm sorry. I didn't know you would sound like that."
"You're not the only who was surprised when they heard the other person sing," he smirked. I looked up, "Excuse me?" He shrugged, "You wouldn't think a person as tiny as you would be able to sing smoothly through these notes, but you did." I sighed, "I'll take that as a compliment. Now can we focus on the song please?" I picked up my songbook once again before Austin groaned, "We've been working for hours, my brain can't come up with lyrics anymore. Can't we just call it a day?" I closed my songbook and agreed, "I'm tired too, but we have to finish as much as we can in one session because tomorrow I have an interview and next week is Christmas and the new year, so we won't be able to write together."
He nodded, "We can work on more songs separately and finish this one after tomorrow and come back the first Monday after New Years and discuss them before giving them to Mark." I packed up my stuff and stood up before turning to face him, "Sounds good, I'll see you on Thursday then." I almost reached the door and turned around, "You coming?" I smiled. He smiled too before standing up and picking his laptop and guitar up. I realized this is the first time we actually smiled at each other genuinely with no sarcasm or hatred. I liked that. A lot.
We walked through the lobby and Austin opened the door and motioned me to go out first, "Ladies first." I blushed at his gentlemanlike move and walked out. We went separate ways to our cars before he called me, "Ally?" I turned around, "Yeah?" He rubbed the back of his neck nervously before saying, "I'm sorry I snapped at you earlier, I was angry and I took it out on you." I smiled, "It's okay. I don't blame you." He smiled at me. We stared at each other for a while before we both cleared our throats, "Um…see you on Thursday," he awkwardly said. I nodded, "Bye." We got into our cars and drove off. Who was that talking? Was he really Austin? Maybe Trish is right, Austin is a nice guy. I nodded contently. This album making won't be so bad after all.
The next day…
I walked out of my dressing room to go stand in my designated spot before entering the stage for the interview. "Ally, thank you so much for agreeing to do this on such short notice," the interviewer, Jessica Williams, said. I smiled, "Of course, you're my favorite interviewer after all." She laughed before going to her spot. "Ms. Williams, you're on in 30 seconds," a crewmember informed her. She walked to her stage expertly while I watched from my hidden spot.
"Hello everyone and welcome to my show! Today we have a special guest who I think everyone knows. Ally Dawson is here and we're gonna ask her all your questions and about yesterday's photos! So help me welcome Ally Dawson!" she cheerfully said. I smiled and waved to the cheering audience until I reached my seat. We hugged and sat down as the crowd calmed down. "It's been so long since you've been here. How have you been doing?" Jessica smiled. I giggled, "I've been doing great. I missed your hard questions that I always have trouble answering." She laughed, "Well today is gonna be harder than ever with the questions we have. So let's get to business."
A picture of me and Austin smiling at each other in the parking lot yesterday came up on the screen behind us. I winced. We didn't announce the album yet. "What's going here?" she pointed at the picture. "Two artists smiling at each other in front of the studio," I answered. She laughed, "I mean what's going on between you and Austin Moon? Are you dating?" I quickly exclaimed, "No! no, Austin and I are not dating. We barely got along when we first met." She looked unconvinced, "Then what's with all the smiling in this picture?" I gulped, "I said 'got' that's past tense."
"So why have you two been seen together this week?" she asked. "We are working on a Valentine's Day special album together so we've been hanging out," I shrugged. "What? You and Austin Moon are working on a collaboration?" she exclaimed. The audience started cheering. "Yes we are. This album is gonna be amazing and I can't wait for you guys to hear it," I smiled. "The songs are all duets, right?" she asked. "Yeah, I believe we sound good together so let's hope the songs turn out great," I laughed. Jessica smiled, "How does your boyfriend feel about you singing love songs with Austin?" I swallowed, "We actually broke up last week, we just didn't work out."
Later that night…
"Are you meeting with Austin again tomorrow?" Trish asked me. "Yeah, let's hope he comes on time," I replied. My phone beeped in my hand. I looked at the text I got.
Babe, I miss you. I'm sorry I yelled at you. Please give me another chance. I promise you I'll change.
"Is that Scott?" Trish exclaimed when I showed her the text. "Yeah, he wants another chance. What do you think? Should I forgive him?" I bit my lip. Trish immediately said no but I texted him back.
One more chance. Only one.
That's all I need. Dinner tomorrow night?
Sure. Pick me up at 8.
Sorry, babe. I got work until 7:45. I'll be coming straight from work. Can you meet me there?
I sighed, but texted back.
Sure.