NOTE: I would reccomend not reading this, as I wrote it nearly three years ago. My writing has completely changed since then, and I find this terrible. I'm not deleting it because I guess some people actually like it?
Something More Than Friends?
Ally Dawson sat at her piano in practice room, above Sonic Boom! Struggling to write the next Austin Moon song.
It wasn’t that she didn’t have ideas, she had plenty of those, but the lyrics wouldn’t come. The music was there but not the lyrics.
She played the first note of the song, hoping that maybe the words would just come to her. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.
“Ahh!” she cried out in frustration.
Every time she wrote down a line of lyrics in her book, she would quickly scratch them out seconds later.
The lyrics that she came up with wouldn’t work. Because all the lyrics she came up with kept on being about loving Austin, and she would certainly never let him look at those.
She wasn’t sure when it happened. One moment, they were best friends messing around, and the next moment, her heart was pounding, palms were sweaty, and there was a little voice in her head that wouldn’t shut up about Austin.
But, Austin was her friend, one of her best friends at that, she didn’t want to risk their friendship with the doubt that he didn’t feel the same way about her as she felt about him. So, she would keep her feelings to herself, and tell no one, not even Trish, about how she secretly felt about Austin.
She signed and went back to trying to write the song. As I look into your eyes, friendship is all I see. I should be satisfied with that, but I want something just a little bit more. See? If she gave that song to Austin he would know how she felt about her in an instant.
There was no way Austin would like her.
It was just that, Austin was so cute, with him adorable blond hair and bring eyes, with one glance any girl could fall in love with him. But he was so much more than a pretty face. He was the only person that Ally knew that loved music as much as she did; he could play so many instruments, and had the voice of an angel. His personality was amazing too. He was funny and sweet, everything anyone ever wanted in a guy.
Focus she told herself, she need to at least the chorus done soon.
Just as she was about to start up the piano again, the door of her practice room snapped open. Without even looking she knew it was either Austin, Trish, or Dez. They were the only people that didn’t respect the employees only sign.
“Hey Ally!” Austin says as he walked in.
Ally’s heart did that thing again, loud thumping and skipping beats.
It’s only Austin, she told herself it’s only Austin, who’s your best friend, and nothing more.
The “nothing more” part upset her.
“Oh, hey Austin,” she said as she scooted over so he could sit next to her on the piano bench. Her heart fluttered as their arms brushed against each other.
“How’s the new song coming along?” he asked her.
“It’s, well, it’s not really coming along just yet,”
“Oh, having writer’s block again?” he questioned.
She nodded, “Yup,”
“Hm, well, maybe we can do something to get the creative juices flowing,” he suggested.