I'm No Hero (An Auslly Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Ally hadn't heard or talked to Dallas the rest of the weekend. He has been avoiding her. Two days before the prom, Dallas finally walked up to her.

"Um, hi," Dallas started.

"So now you talk to me?" Ally said, sounding slightly rude.

"I know. I'm sorry. I overreacted."

"Yeah, you did," she agreed.

"Ally, you have to understand that this is very hard for me to do-"

She cut him off, "So you've been avoiding?"

"I needed time to think," Dallas said.

"About us. Our relationship," he added.

"And?" Ally asked.

When he didn't answer, she spoke. "You're breaking up with me, aren't you?" she asked calmly.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"If it means anything to you, it was an amazing few weeks. And if you would let me, I'd still like to take you to prom," he said.

"No," she said.

"No?"

"Yeah, no."

"Did someone already ask you?"

"No. I'm going to prom with Trish and Dez," she said.

"We're going in a group. As friends. No dates. Just friends hanging out. Wanna join us?"

He smiled, "I'd like that."

"Cool," she said, smiling.

Days passed and soon it was prom. Trish, Dez and Dallas had already arrived but Ally was running late. She arrived half an hour later.

"Ally! You made it!" Trish exclaimed.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world!" Ally said.

"Where's Austin?" her friend asked.

"He um... He couldn't make it," Ally replied sadly.

"Hey, cheer up! You'll have plenty of fun without him! It's senior prom for crying out loud!" Trish exclaimed.

Ally smiled at her best friend. "I'm gonna go get a drink. I'll be right back," she said.

Ally walked over to the punch bowl and poured herself a cup of fruit punch. Ally took a sip as she watched her schoolmates dance.

"Why the long face?" a voice asked.

Ally spun around and saw a brown eyed blondie walking out of the shadows.

"Austin... You're here," Ally said as her eyes lit up.

"But I thought-"

Austin cut her off, "I know. But I figured that if I'm not going to party and socialize ever again, I'd like this to be my last."

Ally looked at him strange, "Huh. Not what I had in mind."

"Really? Okay, let me restart."

Ally giggled as he continued. "Well, I figured that a pretty girl like you shouldn't be dateless for prom."

Ally looked at him in awe. He raised his eyebrows worriedly.

"Too cliché?"

"No, it's perfect," she said.

"You really do look beautiful, Ally," he complimented.

Ally blushed and thanked him. She was wearing a red sleeveless dress that complimented her figure and matching red shoes. Her make up was light but she looked beautiful anyways.