Hey guys! It's me, Horse Lover 131, and before I go to sleep, I am posting a new story! Woo! Anyway, it's an Austin & Ally FanFiction, hope you loke it. It's called Tiredness & Writer's Block. Well, here you go. Review? P.S. I don't own Not a Love song by Ross Lynch, or Austin & Ally, if I did, they would be a couple now! :)
Tiredness & Writers Block -An Austin & Ally FanFiction
Chapter 1 -New Feelings & New Songs-
Ally's POV-
It was another warm summer day in Miami Florida, and I woke up to Austin calling my name from the bottom of the stairs. We had been working on a song, but we both had terrible writers block. (A/N; I know what that feels like! Just not waking up on a piano.) I hear him calling my name again, I realize my face is on piano keys.
"Allyson Marrie Dawson! Are you even here?! I know you are because the store is unlocked!"
"Ahhh! The store is unlocked?!" I say running down the stairs.
"No, you gave me a key, remember?"
"Oh, then why did you say the store was unlocked?"
"Because I knew that would wake you up, other than touching your song book."
"Don't you d-"
"Ally! I wouldn't!"
"Suurrreeee…"
"Ally!"
"Okay, let's go up to the practice room."
Well, it's been a while since we became best friends and partners, and Austin keeps eyeing me like a flirt. I keep telling him we need to work, not flirt. But he then just stays silent. I wonder if he likes me as much as I like him. I need to tell him my true feelings.
Austin POV-
Ally keeps looking at me. It's kinda creepy, not creepy like a stalker, but creepy, because she is doing what she usually does when she's hiding something. I think she likes me. But the question is, I wonder if she likes me as much as I like her. I need to tell her my true feelings.
No One's POV-
"Austin"
"Ally"
"Okay, you can go first." They both say at the same time.
"Ally? What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I- I just, never mind."
"Well, I need to tell you something important."
"Okay, shoot."
"There might be a possibility, that I kinda, maybe. I like you."
Ally's POV-
What did Austin just say? Did he say what I hope he said? He, likes, me?
"Austin. I-"
"No, Ally, I am sorry, I shouldn't have blurted that out. You probably don't even like me…"
"Austin!" I say as I hug him.
"Um, am I missing something?"
"No, Austin. You aren't, I like you too."
"Yes! I knew it! Well, kinda."
Then Austin and I sit on the piano bench and stare at each other, it's a good thing the store isn't open today.
"Ally, I think we should work on the song."
"Okay, let's see what we have so far…" I say as I open my song book.
"Oh, wow, nothing." I say with a sort of stupid look on my face.
"Well, let's get working."
"Good idea Austin. What should we write about?"
"We could write a song about, well, how about a love song?"
"Good!"
"Okay, so, how about this?"
You're always on my mind
I think about you all the time
Um, no
Let's not talk about it
Drama: we can live without it
Catch a wave if we're bored
There's a clock we'll ignore
Find a way around it
Hey girl, I can tell there's something
Even when you say it's nothing
When you're playing with your hair
Like you just don't care
It's a tell you're bluffing
Now please don't take this the wrong way
I love the things you do
It's how you do the things you love
Well it's not a love song, not a love song
I love the way you get me
But correct me
If I'm wrong
This is not a love song, not a love song
I love that you bought a ticket
And you don't make me watch a chick flick
We've come so far
Being just the way we are
If its not broke... don't fix it
I can't guess the meaning
When you don't say what you're feeling
If you got a broken heart,
You can punch me in the arm
Now that's what you're needing (that's what you're needing)
Don't take this the wrong way:
I love the things you do
It's how you do the things you love
Well it's not a love song, not a love song
I love the way you get me
But correct me
If I'm wrong
This is not a love song, not a love song
I don't speak girl
Like "Hey girl!"
I don't quite understand a manicure
But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for
And I would hold your bags when you go shopping
What a guy!
What a guy!
I love the things you do
It's how you do the things you love
The way you sing it,
Put me through it
I guess I always knew it (I Always knew)
I love the way you get me
But correct me
If I'm wrong
This is not a love song, not a love song
I love the things you do,
It's how you do the things you love
But it's not a love song (no, definitely not a love song)
Not a love song
I love the way you get me
But correct me,
If I'm wrong
This is not a love song (it's not a love song)
Not a love song
This is not a love song (it's not a love song)
Not a love song
This is not a love song (it's not a love song)
Not a love song
"So, what do you think?"
"Austin, it's awesome."
"Thanks."
"Austin, I really, really, REALLY like you. I know it's weird because we like, just started dating, and we just, well yeah. And because of the fact that we are still teenagers, but you know how we get these feelings, but we don't know if they're the right feelings, or it they will lead to something bad, or maybe even might lead to-" Then he pulled me into a romantic kiss.
"That was a really nice way of telling me to shut up."
"It's okay Ally."