Disclaimer: I don't own Austin & Ally or any characters I didn't make up.
Ally's POV
I smiled at my cheerfully decorated home for Christmas. I spent the last 2 hours hanging lights on my tree. I looked at the clock above the fireplace. 2:30…What do I do now? I decided to take a shower and head to the studio to write some songs. Nothing I write at home is going to be a love song because of the Christmas spirit. I sighed and went to my bathroom to take a shower. I changed into black leggings, a red top, and a beige cardigan. I took my songbook, phone, and keys and left. I drove through the empty streets peacefully. No one was out at this time. People are home preparing for Christmas tomorrow.
My train of thought wandered to last night. We finished desert and left so that the happy couple can have some alone time to celebrate their engagement. Trish and Dez drove in her car and went to her place while Austin gave me a ride home. We sang along to songs the whole time. I smiled at his gentleman moves such as opening the car door for me and walking me to my front door. Austin isn't as bad as I thought. We could be friends if he kept this attitude. I'm still not sure I can trust him though. I did some research on him and turns out he bailed out on a duet deal with another singer a year ago, walked out on his parents, and vandalized a restaurant's manager's car because his food was late.
I parked outside the empty studio and walked in. I rummaged through my songbook as I headed towards the studio room we use. I let out a yelp as I lost my balance after bumping into something. Strong arms wrapped around my waist to stop me from falling. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Austin. We stared into each other's eyes for a minute before he cleared his throat and unwrapped his arms from my waist.
"Austin! What are you doing here?" I smiled. "I forgot my sheet music here. What are you doing here?" he replied with a smile like mine. "I came to work on some songs." He looked at me questioningly, "Why can't you just write at home?" I said, "My house is full of Christmas decorations. Nothing Valentine's related will come out." He laughed, "So, you're the type of person who goes all out for the holidays." I nodded and laughed, "If they're here, why not celebrate them? For some people Christmas is the only time of peace and happiness they have with their families." His smile wavered a bi before speaking, "Not for everyone."
I furrowed my eyebrows and was about to speak before he changed the subject. "I'm about to finish the songs I told you about, so I thought I could drop a copy off at your house so you can practice a little before next week. I'll be practicing alone too." I responded, "Yeah, sure. That's a great idea. We'll practice separately so that when we come back, we'll only need to sing them through. When should I be expecting your songs?" He thought for a minute before replying, "I'll have them ready by Wednesday." I nodded, "This is serious, Austin. Don't get distracted. How can I trust that you'll give them to me by Wednesday?" He said, "I promise I'll give you he songs Wednesday morning, okay?" I replied, "I'm trusting you on this. Don't let me down." He nodded, "I have to go meet up with Dez, so I'll see on Wednesday. Unless you decide to bump into me 'accidentally' again before that." I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. "I'll see you then. Bye," I waved at him before continuing my way the studio. I wasn't sure if I could trust him, but this'll be a good test for him.
The next day...
I opened the front door and smiled at the huge bouquet in front of me. "Merry Christmas!" he said. I laughed and took the bouquet before hugging him tightly. "Merry Christmas," I whispered. We broke the hug and he came in. We sat on the couch and cuddled. "I missed this," I murmured into his chest. Scott chuckled, "I missed you." We talked peacefully for a while until the Austin subject came up. "He's coming over to drop some songs off on Wednesday," I informed him. He nodded with a big smile, "That's great. You can rehearse a little before recording then." I looked up at him, "Really? So you're not bothered a guy is coming over to my house?" He squeezed my shoulders and replied, "It's business related and you already told me not to worry about him." I hugged him tightly, "You really changed!" He chuckled and spoke, "And guess what? Tomorrow you're invited for a Christmas dinner at my parents' house." My eyes widened, "But tomorrow's Monday. Isn't Monday off limit?" He looked serious, "Ally, you're my girlfriend, you shouldn't have special days to see me." I smiled. He changed. He's just like his old self now.