All Night Moonlight - Who To Love?

The World Wouldnt Accept Us (Chapter 3)

-*Cashel*-

We finished breakfast, not extremely quickly as Ally would've wished it, but we had fun.

Our press conference today was constantly looming over my shoulder. I'm so glad Ally was so great at public speaking, because it was definitely not my thing.

The way Ally can sit back in her chair, comfortably and yet confidently, and answer questions as if she spent a month deciding the wording. It was admirable, and yet it seemed to be so easy for her.

A hand waving in front of my face snapped me out of my thoughts.

"You okay there?" A voice came. It was easily recognizable as Ladaysha's.

Ally pulled her hand back from in front of my face when I spoke.

"Yeah, just thinking."

"About what?" Ally questioned, a song like sound in her voice.

"Honestly? The press conference."

"You still worried about those?" Ally chuckled.

"How do you manage to be so calm up there?" I asked genuinely.

"Really?" She chuckled, leaning back in the booth, "They're asking questions about us. Simple things. 'When's the next album?' What's to fumble around about?"

"I mean, you don't get nervous that every word you say will be analyzed and heard by so many people?"

-*Ally (written by Ally)*-

I looked at her, trying to decipher how serious she was being.

"I'd offer to help you figure it out, but it's really simple when you think about it the right way."

I stumbled over my words slightly, I couldn't quite figure out if it was really a teachable skill.

"What's the right way then?" She seemed sincerely curious, though I couldn't really tell. I was too busy putting all my effort into thinking of what the right way really is. It just comes naturally for me. I don't know how to explain it to someone else.

"Just don't overthink it."

I was proud of those words. I could stand by that.

All it takes to speak publicly, especially when it's about yourself, is to not overthink your answer, and that's really the only tip I could've given her.

-*Cashel (written by Cashel)*-

I was feeling a little more good about the conference after that advice. It wasn't life changing or anything but it was something I could take comfort in.

The conference went slightly smoother than usual with that in mind. Or at least it did in my head, I probably still bumbled like an idiot during all of the questions that anyone directed towards me. Which I'm sure would seem even worse near the calm attitudes of Ally and Ladaysha.

It was about 5:00 when we finally got back to our apartments.

-*Ladaysha (back to me)*-

Seeing them together, working, inspired me to no end.

The way that Ally keeps Cashel focused, how Cashel slides jokes in anyways, how by the end of the day when they're really trying, we can have half of an album written!

Of course, the work doesn't end there.

Ally handles most of the work, so I can't complain, but hearing her work on it all night and during the day she'll do stuff with us but immediately jumped back into working made me feel guilty.

She always told us that she likes doing it and making music and stuff was her dream anyway so it wasn't a big deal, but that couldn't make me feel less guilty.

I just feel like she knows what to do and how to do it better than the both of us. Always sitting in the producers booth and pressing buttons that somehow managed to make everything work.

I just didn't know how.

I do know how to write lyrics, though.

I find that by the time we write out a full album we have 2 albums worth of songs we can't or won't use.

I sat in Ally's room, her strumming away at her guitar, telling me what to write and where to write it.

She put her pick between her teeth and grabbed a pencil and her notebook and jotted down a few notes before tossing them aside and grabbing her pick from her mouth.

She was so effortlessly gorgeous, though her immovable heterosexuality frightened me.

I mean I know her and Cashel tried something out a while ago, but Ally cut it off because of business. I just don't think she'd ever try that out again, not with all the men she could have instead.

I kept writing things down when she asked that of me, but I couldn't help but keep thinking about us and what we could be if Ally thought of me like I thought of her.

But even if she did...

The world wouldn't accept us.

--- A/N ---

Sorry this took so long!!
From sending it between Ally and Cashel to get their parts done and then me doing some, it took a while.
More soon.
Maybe an extra long chapter for Ally's birthday?