Well, I talked to Kelly, and she agreed to move the blog to LiveJournal. So I'll be moving everyone's stories there.
Here's the link to it: http://community.livejournal.com/rolldownhill
The new blog name is That's Just The Way We Roll.
See ya there!
8.06.2008
7.23.2008
Sorry for the hiatus
Hey!
I know its been a long time without updates [or the posting of new stories], but I'm thinking about asking Kelly to consider moving the site to LiveJournal, since we'll probably get more hits there.
So I'll probably discuss that with her when she comes up here to visit me and go to the Idol concert with me [which I am uber excited for!]
So I don't know if I'll post my new one shot on here yet, I might wait until we move.
That is, if Kelly agrees to it.
I"ll keep you posted on the subject and I'll make an update with Kelly's answer tomorrow.
Well that's it for now :)
Peace, love, and Archie
Sunita
I know its been a long time without updates [or the posting of new stories], but I'm thinking about asking Kelly to consider moving the site to LiveJournal, since we'll probably get more hits there.
So I'll probably discuss that with her when she comes up here to visit me and go to the Idol concert with me [which I am uber excited for!]
So I don't know if I'll post my new one shot on here yet, I might wait until we move.
That is, if Kelly agrees to it.
I"ll keep you posted on the subject and I'll make an update with Kelly's answer tomorrow.
Well that's it for now :)
Peace, love, and Archie
Sunita
6.03.2008
Hollywood's Not America//One Shot
This is a JB one shot that Addie from IMDB wrote. It's called Hollywood's Not America.
It's pretty amazing!
Thanks to Addie for letting us post this!
"Hey, Mama J!" I slipped through the Jonas' front door, just like I did almost everyday. I hugged Denise, and pulled my sunglasses out of my hair.
"Mama Mia!" She smiled, flaunting a fake Italian accent. Mama Mia had been my nickname ever since I can remember, and when I found out that the boys' fans called Denise 'Mama J', I decided I would (jokingly!) taunt her with that nickname.
"Mmm! Smells amazing in here!" I remarked, eyeing the steaming hot pizza Denise had just pulled out of the oven.
"Ah, well, Joe had his heart set on pizza the first night back home." With her oven mitts still on, she picked off a cooked pepperoni and tossed it in her mouth. "Would you like to stay for dinner? There's enough to go around."
"I'd love to, but Jenna's coming home from college for a week, so we're going out, but thanks so much for the offer." I thanked her. "Speaking of Joe, is he here? I had a new song I wanted to play for him."
"He's picking up some ice cream for dessert at Coldstone, but he should be back soon. If you want to, warm up in the studio and I'll send him down when he gets home. ."
"Okay, thanks, Mama J!"
"He'll be so excited to see you. This is the first time you've seen him since we left for Canada, isn't it?"
"Yep! I can't wait to see him either. Well, I better go down and practice the song a couple times." I gave her another quick squeeze and headed down the hall, down the stairs, down another hallway, and opened the heavy steel door to the studio. It was a large, white, soundproofed room where my best friends [the Jonas Brothers. They're a mega-selling, award-winning band, you may have heard of them(:] write, practice and perfect amazing songs. I lightly brushed my fingers along the set of guitars, lined up against the wall, and walked over to the drumset, flipping the drumsticks between my fingers and banging on the cymbals. I finally resorted to the piano, the only instrument I could play with some level of skill. The song I'd written earlier in the day was for Demi's album, but I needed Joe's approval first. I always got nervous playing my songs for him, so I played the chorus, which was a bit tricky, just to clean it up. Joe was taking forever getting ice cream, I decided, glancing at the clock. I quickly remembered the radio in the corner, and flipped it on, the buzzing static sounds burning my ears. I finally reached my favorite station and instantly recognized the song that was starting to play. I sat down at the piano and played along, singing the words my own way. The song, Ferras' "Hollywood's Not America", brought me back to Joe. Every lyric was dripping in memories....
Born Joseph Adam,
With a restless soul
Joe was such a cute kid. I remember when he got in trouble for getting peanut butter handprints all over the Jonas' kitchen, and he looked up at his parents with the most adorable puppy-dog-eyes, and said "It wasn't me!", and his peanut-butter covered hands shot in the air, trying to fool us into thinking he was innocent. My absolute favorite memory of Joe when he was little though, is when we were sitting in my backyard after kindergarten. I dared Joe to kiss me, and he jumped up and puckered his lips. I ran away and hid under the trampoline. Looking back, I almost wish I would've stayed where I was.
He moved west to California,
became a centerfold
That was possibly the worst day of my life. Every time Joe tried to pack something up in a box, I'd pull it out and put it back where he found it. I begged and pleaded them to stay in New Jersey. Don't get me wrong, I really did (and still do!) want the best for Nick, Kevo and Joe, but losing my best friends wasn't what I had in mind. Joe promised he'd come back any chance he could, and once we saved up enough money, he'd get me a plane ticket to visit. It was so hard at the time, but when I first saw a Jonas Brothers poster in a teeny-bopper magazine, I knew it was all worth it. I
But once you change your name,
well, the pieces fall
Now he hardly recognizes
himself at all
And there's never any rain
when you want it,
a hollow little game,
you've won it,
Looking for a thrill, but you've done it all.
"And then I fell and cut my hand on the glass!" Joe laughed, chomping down a bacon cheeseburger.
"Great story, Joe, but don't you remember calling me afterwards and telling me about it?" I dipped a french fry in ketchup.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." His smile faded. "I can't believe we're really hanging out at McDonald's. Wyckoff is so boring now."
"It wasn't boring before you got your Teen Choice Award." I pointed out.
"Yeah, I guess I just hadn't experienced enough of the world to realize what a snoozer this place is."
"Whatever, Joe. What do you wanna do, then?" I asked.
"Do they have an indoor sky-diving center?" He asked excitedly.
"No, but we could always go bungee-jumping off the roof of City Hall!" I offered sarcastically.
"Sweet!" He wiped his mouth and hopped up, like he was ready to go.
"Joe, I was kidding.." I sighed.
"Oh." He sat back down. There's no way that this guy was the same little boy that stayed out until bedtime helping me search for my missing dog, or held my hand on our first day of middle school because I was scared. This Joe Imposter only talked about himself, and how great California was. He never once told me he missed me. He wasn't even funny or charming like the Joe Jonas I knew. As far as I'd seen, Nick and Kevin hadn't changed..what was wrong with Joe?
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America,
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America....
And everybody here is from somewhere else,
you can make a million dollars, but you might lose yourself
And you can take the heat, but will your heart grow cold?
They say acting's just pretending, but even that gets old...
"Joe, can I talk to you?" I led him into our old treehouse in my backyard.
"In the treehouse? That's kinda immature, don't you think?"
"Not really. This place has our history." I pulled him up and sat down. "I'm just gonna be honest. Joe, you're not you anymore. You're like, Mr. Bigshot Famous Guy, and it's weird. It's not who you are, Joe, and I've been really worried about you."
"Don't be." He stared at me coldly. I knew he wouldn't take this well, but the look on his face absolutely shattered my heart. "Mia, I can't believe you're jealous that I'm famous and you're not!"
"What?! Joe, that's NOT-" I started.
"No, Mia. That's just pathetic. I thought you were my best friend." He glared at me and climbed out of the treehouse without another word. So I sat there in the treehouse and cried like a baby. Joe was slowly turning into a cold, heartless robot.
And there's never any rain
when you want it,
a hollow little game,
you've wanted,
Looking for a thrill, but you've done it all
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America,
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America....
2 months had gone by and my dad's job was transferred to California. The boys were still shooting Camp Rock in Canada, but our new house was only 10 minutes away from the Jonas', so I'd come over every day, claiming I was watering Denise's plants, but I normally just turned on the waterhose and then went inside and hung out in Joe's room. I emailed Kevin and Nick everyday, but Joe never sent so much as an text. It was lonely, wondering when he'd come back to his senses. Sure, I had my other best friends, but none of them could be Joe. No one could make me laugh the way he could. I finally broke down and called him. Purposely, I did it during one of his scenes, so I wouldn't feel horrible when he didn't answer, and then I hoped and prayed he would call back. The message on his voicemail made me smile and cry at the same time. The buzzer beeped, and I blurted into his voicemail box...
"I know,
what you're doing,
I know that you,
you can be
anything you want to be.
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America."
And now, here I am. Sitting at this piano in Joe's house, about to see him for the first time since he walked out of my treehouse that day. I stared down at the piano, and a tear splashed the ivory keys. I wiped my eyes and looked up. Joe was standing in the doorway with an apologetic tear in his eye. He ran over to me, picked me up, twirled me around, and whispered softly in my ear...
"..It's not America"
It's pretty amazing!
Thanks to Addie for letting us post this!
"Hey, Mama J!" I slipped through the Jonas' front door, just like I did almost everyday. I hugged Denise, and pulled my sunglasses out of my hair.
"Mama Mia!" She smiled, flaunting a fake Italian accent. Mama Mia had been my nickname ever since I can remember, and when I found out that the boys' fans called Denise 'Mama J', I decided I would (jokingly!) taunt her with that nickname.
"Mmm! Smells amazing in here!" I remarked, eyeing the steaming hot pizza Denise had just pulled out of the oven.
"Ah, well, Joe had his heart set on pizza the first night back home." With her oven mitts still on, she picked off a cooked pepperoni and tossed it in her mouth. "Would you like to stay for dinner? There's enough to go around."
"I'd love to, but Jenna's coming home from college for a week, so we're going out, but thanks so much for the offer." I thanked her. "Speaking of Joe, is he here? I had a new song I wanted to play for him."
"He's picking up some ice cream for dessert at Coldstone, but he should be back soon. If you want to, warm up in the studio and I'll send him down when he gets home. ."
"Okay, thanks, Mama J!"
"He'll be so excited to see you. This is the first time you've seen him since we left for Canada, isn't it?"
"Yep! I can't wait to see him either. Well, I better go down and practice the song a couple times." I gave her another quick squeeze and headed down the hall, down the stairs, down another hallway, and opened the heavy steel door to the studio. It was a large, white, soundproofed room where my best friends [the Jonas Brothers. They're a mega-selling, award-winning band, you may have heard of them(:] write, practice and perfect amazing songs. I lightly brushed my fingers along the set of guitars, lined up against the wall, and walked over to the drumset, flipping the drumsticks between my fingers and banging on the cymbals. I finally resorted to the piano, the only instrument I could play with some level of skill. The song I'd written earlier in the day was for Demi's album, but I needed Joe's approval first. I always got nervous playing my songs for him, so I played the chorus, which was a bit tricky, just to clean it up. Joe was taking forever getting ice cream, I decided, glancing at the clock. I quickly remembered the radio in the corner, and flipped it on, the buzzing static sounds burning my ears. I finally reached my favorite station and instantly recognized the song that was starting to play. I sat down at the piano and played along, singing the words my own way. The song, Ferras' "Hollywood's Not America", brought me back to Joe. Every lyric was dripping in memories....
Born Joseph Adam,
With a restless soul
Joe was such a cute kid. I remember when he got in trouble for getting peanut butter handprints all over the Jonas' kitchen, and he looked up at his parents with the most adorable puppy-dog-eyes, and said "It wasn't me!", and his peanut-butter covered hands shot in the air, trying to fool us into thinking he was innocent. My absolute favorite memory of Joe when he was little though, is when we were sitting in my backyard after kindergarten. I dared Joe to kiss me, and he jumped up and puckered his lips. I ran away and hid under the trampoline. Looking back, I almost wish I would've stayed where I was.
He moved west to California,
became a centerfold
That was possibly the worst day of my life. Every time Joe tried to pack something up in a box, I'd pull it out and put it back where he found it. I begged and pleaded them to stay in New Jersey. Don't get me wrong, I really did (and still do!) want the best for Nick, Kevo and Joe, but losing my best friends wasn't what I had in mind. Joe promised he'd come back any chance he could, and once we saved up enough money, he'd get me a plane ticket to visit. It was so hard at the time, but when I first saw a Jonas Brothers poster in a teeny-bopper magazine, I knew it was all worth it. I
But once you change your name,
well, the pieces fall
Now he hardly recognizes
himself at all
And there's never any rain
when you want it,
a hollow little game,
you've won it,
Looking for a thrill, but you've done it all.
"And then I fell and cut my hand on the glass!" Joe laughed, chomping down a bacon cheeseburger.
"Great story, Joe, but don't you remember calling me afterwards and telling me about it?" I dipped a french fry in ketchup.
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." His smile faded. "I can't believe we're really hanging out at McDonald's. Wyckoff is so boring now."
"It wasn't boring before you got your Teen Choice Award." I pointed out.
"Yeah, I guess I just hadn't experienced enough of the world to realize what a snoozer this place is."
"Whatever, Joe. What do you wanna do, then?" I asked.
"Do they have an indoor sky-diving center?" He asked excitedly.
"No, but we could always go bungee-jumping off the roof of City Hall!" I offered sarcastically.
"Sweet!" He wiped his mouth and hopped up, like he was ready to go.
"Joe, I was kidding.." I sighed.
"Oh." He sat back down. There's no way that this guy was the same little boy that stayed out until bedtime helping me search for my missing dog, or held my hand on our first day of middle school because I was scared. This Joe Imposter only talked about himself, and how great California was. He never once told me he missed me. He wasn't even funny or charming like the Joe Jonas I knew. As far as I'd seen, Nick and Kevin hadn't changed..what was wrong with Joe?
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America,
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America....
And everybody here is from somewhere else,
you can make a million dollars, but you might lose yourself
And you can take the heat, but will your heart grow cold?
They say acting's just pretending, but even that gets old...
"Joe, can I talk to you?" I led him into our old treehouse in my backyard.
"In the treehouse? That's kinda immature, don't you think?"
"Not really. This place has our history." I pulled him up and sat down. "I'm just gonna be honest. Joe, you're not you anymore. You're like, Mr. Bigshot Famous Guy, and it's weird. It's not who you are, Joe, and I've been really worried about you."
"Don't be." He stared at me coldly. I knew he wouldn't take this well, but the look on his face absolutely shattered my heart. "Mia, I can't believe you're jealous that I'm famous and you're not!"
"What?! Joe, that's NOT-" I started.
"No, Mia. That's just pathetic. I thought you were my best friend." He glared at me and climbed out of the treehouse without another word. So I sat there in the treehouse and cried like a baby. Joe was slowly turning into a cold, heartless robot.
And there's never any rain
when you want it,
a hollow little game,
you've wanted,
Looking for a thrill, but you've done it all
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America,
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America....
2 months had gone by and my dad's job was transferred to California. The boys were still shooting Camp Rock in Canada, but our new house was only 10 minutes away from the Jonas', so I'd come over every day, claiming I was watering Denise's plants, but I normally just turned on the waterhose and then went inside and hung out in Joe's room. I emailed Kevin and Nick everyday, but Joe never sent so much as an text. It was lonely, wondering when he'd come back to his senses. Sure, I had my other best friends, but none of them could be Joe. No one could make me laugh the way he could. I finally broke down and called him. Purposely, I did it during one of his scenes, so I wouldn't feel horrible when he didn't answer, and then I hoped and prayed he would call back. The message on his voicemail made me smile and cry at the same time. The buzzer beeped, and I blurted into his voicemail box...
"I know,
what you're doing,
I know that you,
you can be
anything you want to be.
So long, put your blue jeans back on, boy,
go home,
remember, Hollywood's not America."
And now, here I am. Sitting at this piano in Joe's house, about to see him for the first time since he walked out of my treehouse that day. I stared down at the piano, and a tear splashed the ivory keys. I wiped my eyes and looked up. Joe was standing in the doorway with an apologetic tear in his eye. He ran over to me, picked me up, twirled me around, and whispered softly in my ear...
"..It's not America"
6.02.2008
Update Time!!!!!
Hey Hey!
I'm working on getting updates for some of the stories on here, so they should be up soon. Also, I'm working on a David/Jason one shot, which should be up soon too.
And here comes some good news...
Kelly wrote the intro to I Write Sins, Not Tragedies, so she'll be posting it soon!!!!!!!!!!
She's also writing another David one shot, and that should be up soon as well.
Well, that's it for now!
Peace Love and Archuleta
Sunita
I'm working on getting updates for some of the stories on here, so they should be up soon. Also, I'm working on a David/Jason one shot, which should be up soon too.
And here comes some good news...
Kelly wrote the intro to I Write Sins, Not Tragedies, so she'll be posting it soon!!!!!!!!!!
She's also writing another David one shot, and that should be up soon as well.
Well, that's it for now!
Peace Love and Archuleta
Sunita
5.19.2008
One Shot//Broken
*FYI: parts of this are based off of a true life experience of another friend of mine. it's a little bit dark, but i felt that it was an excellent topic to approach. ps i did get her permission to write this...that would just be wrong not to.* ~kelly
"Ooh, finally I get a letter from you!" Shea exclaimed, speaking to the envelope in her hand. It was from her best friend, who was still back home; she hadn't heard from Tori in almost four months, even though she had left numerous voicemails on her phone. Shea sat down on a chaise on her patio, and ripped open the letter. What she found what something different than she had expected...
To my dearest Shea,
I'd just like to say I'm sorry...i haven't been a very good friend lately, and you deserve better. As you know I've been dealing with some difficulties in my illness, and I'm not sure how to tell you that I'm ready to give up. I'm sorry that I was too afraid to call you, but I felt that I could express myself better through writing. I haven't done anything drastic yet, but I'm certainly on my last rope. Please don't worry about coming to see me, I just wanted to let you know how much I love and cherish your friendship...although this may be one of the last times you hear from me. I love you.
Besos,
Tori
Shea began to shake...what did this mean? Was this a suicide note? Why was this happening? Tears began to roll down her porcelain cheeks as she frantically ran inside to grab for the phone. She dialed over and over, but no response. At last, she settled on a voicemail. "TORI! Oh jesus...TORI! Please baby, don't do anything stupid. I know you're sick, and I know that this has been hard for you...but please! I love you and you can't leave me..." she rambled. Finally after hanging up, she collapsed to the floor, covering her face with her hands, and sobbing uncontrollably.
I wanted you to know,
That I love the way you laugh;
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away...
I keep your photograph,
And I know it serves me well;
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...
"What...I don't even know how..." Shea gasped to herself. Suddenly she knew...her other best friend. She had to see him. She stumbled over to where her house keys were and she grabbed them, heading for her front door. As she locked it, she hiccupped and slowly walked across the street to the only other place she felt she could go...
'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone away...
Shea slowly climbed the steps to his front door, and wiped her tears with the sleeve of her sweater as she knocked. She was able to stop crying for a moment, until she heard his voice, "Yeah mom, I got it!" Suddenly fresh tears built up in her eyes, threatening to spill onto her cheeks like a broken dam. The door lock clicked and suddenly she was face to face with the only other person she could talk to. "Shea? Oh my God! What's wrong?" he said, his eyes wide with fear. Shea shook her head, "Umm...can I...can I talk to you about something?" His big brown eyes searched her face, "Of course! You know you can tell me anything. You're okay though, right?" He said, his voice wavering with concern. Shea nodded, and stepped forward into his open arms. As she rested her head on his shoulder, those tears that had been forming spilled down her cheeks. He took her hand and led her upstairs, where she sat on his bed. As he held her hands in his, she explained about the letter...
The worst is over now,
And we can breathe again;
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away...
There's so much left to learn,
And no one left to fight;
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...
"I'm just so afraid she's going to kill herself...and I don't know what to do!" Shea squeaked through her tears. He sighed, studying her sullen face. "Shea, I'm so sorry...that's awful. Unfortunately, there's not much you can do right now...I mean, you could fly out there and try to stop her, but I would hate to see you put yourself through that much pain and suffering over her whims." Shea's eyes found his, and she replied, "What do you mean whims?" He shook his head; brown curls flopping back and forth. "I just mean, she does this to you every time she wants attention. Now this time, it's very different...but if she actually goes through with it, I don't want you to have to be there to see it. You would be completely traumatized. If she's that set on ending her life, there's not much you can do. Her mom is going to have to be the one that gets her help." Shea sighed through her tears, and nodded, "You're right, I honestly don't think I could handle that..."
cause I'm broken when I'm open,
And I don't feel like I am strong enough;
cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone away...
He held Shea close to him, and she could smell his cologne drifting off of his skin. She relaxed slightly as she clung to him like a scared child, and listened to the soothing sound of his voice. "Everything is going to be okay...I promise Shea. I know right now it seems like an impossible task to get over this, but you have to stay strong for whatever DOES happen." She nodded, fresh tears sprinkling her cheeks. She slowly looked up at him, "Will you pray with me?" His eyes met hers, "Of course I will...that should definitely help you settle down a little." Shea nodded, and then reached for his hands. She closed her eyes as she felt his forehead rest against hers, and she sighed as she began, "Dear God..." He squeezed Shea's hands tightly, and as she finished her prayer, he pulled her into a tight hug. "Thank God for you..." Shea said quietly, unable to find her voice completely. He clutched her tightly, "I"m just glad you came to me...that means a lot. I hope I helped at least a little bit." As he pulled away from her, he gently wiped the stray tears from her swollen cheeks. "No more tears...okay? You can get through this." he said, searching her big blue eyes. Shea nodded and repeated, "I can get through this..."
cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone...away...
You're gone away;
You don't feel me here; anymore...
"Ooh, finally I get a letter from you!" Shea exclaimed, speaking to the envelope in her hand. It was from her best friend, who was still back home; she hadn't heard from Tori in almost four months, even though she had left numerous voicemails on her phone. Shea sat down on a chaise on her patio, and ripped open the letter. What she found what something different than she had expected...
To my dearest Shea,
I'd just like to say I'm sorry...i haven't been a very good friend lately, and you deserve better. As you know I've been dealing with some difficulties in my illness, and I'm not sure how to tell you that I'm ready to give up. I'm sorry that I was too afraid to call you, but I felt that I could express myself better through writing. I haven't done anything drastic yet, but I'm certainly on my last rope. Please don't worry about coming to see me, I just wanted to let you know how much I love and cherish your friendship...although this may be one of the last times you hear from me. I love you.
Besos,
Tori
Shea began to shake...what did this mean? Was this a suicide note? Why was this happening? Tears began to roll down her porcelain cheeks as she frantically ran inside to grab for the phone. She dialed over and over, but no response. At last, she settled on a voicemail. "TORI! Oh jesus...TORI! Please baby, don't do anything stupid. I know you're sick, and I know that this has been hard for you...but please! I love you and you can't leave me..." she rambled. Finally after hanging up, she collapsed to the floor, covering her face with her hands, and sobbing uncontrollably.
I wanted you to know,
That I love the way you laugh;
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away...
I keep your photograph,
And I know it serves me well;
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...
"What...I don't even know how..." Shea gasped to herself. Suddenly she knew...her other best friend. She had to see him. She stumbled over to where her house keys were and she grabbed them, heading for her front door. As she locked it, she hiccupped and slowly walked across the street to the only other place she felt she could go...
'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone away...
Shea slowly climbed the steps to his front door, and wiped her tears with the sleeve of her sweater as she knocked. She was able to stop crying for a moment, until she heard his voice, "Yeah mom, I got it!" Suddenly fresh tears built up in her eyes, threatening to spill onto her cheeks like a broken dam. The door lock clicked and suddenly she was face to face with the only other person she could talk to. "Shea? Oh my God! What's wrong?" he said, his eyes wide with fear. Shea shook her head, "Umm...can I...can I talk to you about something?" His big brown eyes searched her face, "Of course! You know you can tell me anything. You're okay though, right?" He said, his voice wavering with concern. Shea nodded, and stepped forward into his open arms. As she rested her head on his shoulder, those tears that had been forming spilled down her cheeks. He took her hand and led her upstairs, where she sat on his bed. As he held her hands in his, she explained about the letter...
The worst is over now,
And we can breathe again;
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away...
There's so much left to learn,
And no one left to fight;
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain...
"I'm just so afraid she's going to kill herself...and I don't know what to do!" Shea squeaked through her tears. He sighed, studying her sullen face. "Shea, I'm so sorry...that's awful. Unfortunately, there's not much you can do right now...I mean, you could fly out there and try to stop her, but I would hate to see you put yourself through that much pain and suffering over her whims." Shea's eyes found his, and she replied, "What do you mean whims?" He shook his head; brown curls flopping back and forth. "I just mean, she does this to you every time she wants attention. Now this time, it's very different...but if she actually goes through with it, I don't want you to have to be there to see it. You would be completely traumatized. If she's that set on ending her life, there's not much you can do. Her mom is going to have to be the one that gets her help." Shea sighed through her tears, and nodded, "You're right, I honestly don't think I could handle that..."
cause I'm broken when I'm open,
And I don't feel like I am strong enough;
cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone away...
He held Shea close to him, and she could smell his cologne drifting off of his skin. She relaxed slightly as she clung to him like a scared child, and listened to the soothing sound of his voice. "Everything is going to be okay...I promise Shea. I know right now it seems like an impossible task to get over this, but you have to stay strong for whatever DOES happen." She nodded, fresh tears sprinkling her cheeks. She slowly looked up at him, "Will you pray with me?" His eyes met hers, "Of course I will...that should definitely help you settle down a little." Shea nodded, and then reached for his hands. She closed her eyes as she felt his forehead rest against hers, and she sighed as she began, "Dear God..." He squeezed Shea's hands tightly, and as she finished her prayer, he pulled her into a tight hug. "Thank God for you..." Shea said quietly, unable to find her voice completely. He clutched her tightly, "I"m just glad you came to me...that means a lot. I hope I helped at least a little bit." As he pulled away from her, he gently wiped the stray tears from her swollen cheeks. "No more tears...okay? You can get through this." he said, searching her big blue eyes. Shea nodded and repeated, "I can get through this..."
cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome,
And I don't feel right when you're gone...away...
You're gone away;
You don't feel me here; anymore...
5.17.2008
Jordan's JP fic//CH 12
Chapter Tweleve
"Nick" a voice says.
"NICK" the voice again.
"NICKK" Joe says shaking Nick awake.
Nick groans and breathes in deeply. He opens one eye and looks at his brother. He throws the blanket over his head and nuzzles down into the bed.
"Damnit Joe, leave me alone, i'm tired."
"Mom has already called to wake us up 3 times. Get your ass out of bed." Joe says sitting on Nick, pulling the covers away from Nick's face, or trying to anyways.
Nick uses his strength to keep the covers over his face.
"At least turn off the stupid light. Its hurting my eyes." Nick says getting pissed off.
"I cant you idiot, it's the sun." Joe says sarcastically.
From under the cover Nick opens both eyes and blinks away his sleep. He stretches and scratches himself.
He flips back the cover and pushes Joe off so hard he falls to the floor.
"Wooahh" Joe says as he falls.
Nick sits up and looks around the room. No Garbo.
"Joe, what happened to Garbo?" Nick asks curiously.
"Oh, he got up and left I'm guessing. He was gone before I woke up." Joe says picking himself off of the floor and straighting his twisted shorts.
"I'm going to go find him. He was sleepwalking last night and I have a bone to pick with him" Joe finishes with a villian-y grin.
Nick slides his legs out of bed and stands up sleepily.
He walks toward the bathroom and shuts the door. Once inside he goes to the toilet and drops his pants to pee.
After Nick walks into the bathroom, Joe walks out the hotel room to go find Garbo.
Someone knocks on the door. Nick ignores it. Another knock.
An irratated Nick asks, "Joe what do you want? I'm trying to pee here."
"It's me." someone whispers. A girl's tiny voice; sweet yet seductive.
"Meredith?" Nick asks.
"Nick" a voice says.
"NICK" the voice again.
"NICKK" Joe says shaking Nick awake.
Nick groans and breathes in deeply. He opens one eye and looks at his brother. He throws the blanket over his head and nuzzles down into the bed.
"Damnit Joe, leave me alone, i'm tired."
"Mom has already called to wake us up 3 times. Get your ass out of bed." Joe says sitting on Nick, pulling the covers away from Nick's face, or trying to anyways.
Nick uses his strength to keep the covers over his face.
"At least turn off the stupid light. Its hurting my eyes." Nick says getting pissed off.
"I cant you idiot, it's the sun." Joe says sarcastically.
From under the cover Nick opens both eyes and blinks away his sleep. He stretches and scratches himself.
He flips back the cover and pushes Joe off so hard he falls to the floor.
"Wooahh" Joe says as he falls.
Nick sits up and looks around the room. No Garbo.
"Joe, what happened to Garbo?" Nick asks curiously.
"Oh, he got up and left I'm guessing. He was gone before I woke up." Joe says picking himself off of the floor and straighting his twisted shorts.
"I'm going to go find him. He was sleepwalking last night and I have a bone to pick with him" Joe finishes with a villian-y grin.
Nick slides his legs out of bed and stands up sleepily.
He walks toward the bathroom and shuts the door. Once inside he goes to the toilet and drops his pants to pee.
After Nick walks into the bathroom, Joe walks out the hotel room to go find Garbo.
Someone knocks on the door. Nick ignores it. Another knock.
An irratated Nick asks, "Joe what do you want? I'm trying to pee here."
"It's me." someone whispers. A girl's tiny voice; sweet yet seductive.
"Meredith?" Nick asks.
5.16.2008
Jordan's JP fic//CH 10-11
Chapter Ten
Meredith is laying in bed when her phones rings. She pulls back her covers and quickly gets up to answer her phone. She see's Kevin's number and she grins.
She reads his message and hurridly responds back,
"Sure, meet me in the hallway!"
Kevin finds a pad of paper and a gold gel pen inside one of the bedside tables and quickly scribbles a note to his brothers in case they wake up.
"Nick or Joe. Garbo fell asleep in my bed, went to sleep in Meredith's room. Come get me when mom does morning wake up calls. love, Kev"
Before Kevin leaves he peers into the bathroom mirror and runs his fingers through his curls. And he sprays a small amount of cologne on his neck before shutting off the lights and grabbing his room key.
As Kevin shuts the door behind himself he can see Meredith shutting her door. He thinks to himself Oh my gosh, she looks stunning.
She is wearing an ordinary pair of pink pajama pants and a tight red cami.
They meet halfway and then together they walk to Merediths room. Once inside her hotel, Kevin's heart flip-flops at his spur-of-the-moment decision of staying the night with her.
Meredith takes hold of Kevin's hand and leads him toward the sofabed. She has layed out a pillow and two blankets for him. He carefully, and quietly slides under the covers as Meredith inches around to her bed.
"Goodnight" Kevin says all sleepily, as he is most definetly yearning for sleep.
Pretty soon Meredith hears the deep even breathing sound of Kevin's wonderfully warm sleeping body.
~~~Back in the bedroom~~~
Nick is sound asleep in his bed, all curled up. He drapes on of his nicely built biceps over his face as he sleeps.
Joe is snoring in his bed. He has one of his legs on top of his covers and the other is hanging off the bed.
Garbo, who is still asleep, gets up off Kevin's bed and makes his way toward Nick's. He lays down next to Nick.
Everyone knows that Garbo has a sleep-walking problem. And he also talks in his sleep. That is why Joe, Nick and Kevin didn't usually share hotel rooms with him.
Garbo slings one of his legs ontop of Nick's sleeping body and Nick groans. Still asleep, Nick pushes off Garbo's leg.
Garbo is muttering something about buying lime green fuzzy socks at Target and he extends his muscular arm over Nick's fuzzy hair. This wakes Nick in the process.
Jeez Garbo, what the hell is your problem Nick thinks to himself.
Nick leans up on his forearms, and looks at Garbo's sleeping body beside him on the bed. Nick tries to shove Garbo off the bed, but he wont budge.
Still groggy, Nick inches his body off the bed. He unsteadily stands up. He walks toward Joe's bed and sees Joe's body contorted like a snake. Joe is breathing heavily so Nick knows he is asleep.
Next, Nick makes his way toward Kevin's bed. No Kevin.
Nick begins to freak out, then he sees the note. He picks it up and blinks a few times, eyes watering. He reads it. Now he is wide awake and pissed.
What does Kevin think he is doing? This could cost him his career. What about his promise? He better not be doing anything stupid? Wait, staying the night with a girl he just met, YEAH that's as stupid as you can get.
Nick grabs his iphone and sends a hasty text to Kevin.
"Wtf, Bro?"
Chapter Eleven
Nick sits holding his phone waiting for Kevin to text him back, but he doesn't.
He contemplates whether or not he should wake up Joe or Garbo to tell them where Kevin is, but due to the fact that he is so tired and they are too he doesn't.
Nick goes over to Kevin's bed and sits on it. He picks up Kev's laptop and turns it on. The bright light illuminates his beautifully pale face. The dark room, due to the tightly closed window treatments, is suddleny filled with a neon haze.
Nick presses the mute button on the computer so the Turn-On sound does not wake his brother; Garbo is a lost cause, he is such a heavy sleeper.
Negative thoughts fill Nick's mind once again interlacing with each other Okay so I'm going to get up tomorrow and go to mom and tell her what went down with Kevin. And this Meredith girl. Man she is really pretty, I know what Kevin sees in her, but damn this is REALLY sudden. I believe in love-at-first-sight but I dont believe in staying the night with some girl on the first night. or the second. or the third.
Time to listen to music Nick thinks warily. He leans across the bed to the bedside table and grabs the pair of ipod headphones attached to Kevin's ipod video, Nick's firm oblique muscles tightening with ease.
He plugs the headphones into the computer,unclicks the mute button and clicks onto the itunes icon on the desktop.
Nick goes to the music library and clicks on a random song. He relaxes into the mountain of pillows on Kevin's comfortable bed and closes his eyes for a long pause, listening to the deep meaning of the lyrics. The music's melody drowns Nick and pulls him in all different directions.
He lets the sounds of the guitars, piano, drums, violin and other instruments envelope his eager body. He reaches down with his fingers and runs them along the tops of his thighs as he mouths along with the words, calming himself.
Nick opens his eyes for a second but closes them because he is immediatly blinded by the laptop's glowing light. Nick uses his feet to take off his grey socks and he pushes them off onto the floor.
He removes the laptop from his lap and lays it next to him, lit side facing away from his face.
Joe never stirs from what Nick can tell as he slowly drifts off into a deep sleep.
~~~Nick's dream~~~
**I am sitting on a wooden tree stump next to the campfire as Joe is massaging my mom's shoulders. Frankie is laughing at something Kevin has told him and they are sliding marshmellows on and off their metal roasting sticks. I watch my family, minus my dad who is somewhere that I'm not sure of, as they continue their loving family talks and laughter. Without me. I keep saying "Mom, where's dad?" but no one will answer me. It's like I'm not even there.
**The scene changes**
I am rubbing suntan lotion on my stomach as she approaches me. Medium height, curvy with piercing blue eyes like the ocean that is in front of me, and she says to me, "Excuse me, are you Nick Jonas?"
I push up my navy blue sunglasses and from behind them I look into her eyes and reply, "Yah, that'd be me. And you are?"
"Ashley Hillenbrand. I was wondering if we could talk about something that has been bugging me." she answers back looking scared, tired, ashamed, nervous - all in one.
I glance around making sure that no more girls are coming up to me at this moment.
I want to give her my entire attention, she deserves that atleast.
"Okay, sure." I say kindly as I smear in the rest of the lotion onto me stomach. She glances down to where my hands are on my abs, and on her face emerges a slight, shy smile. We walk toward the beach chairs set up side by side and sit down. We acknowledge each other with matching smiles and she starts to talk.
"I know this is going to sound a little extreme, but I really like you. I don't know that much about you but I'd like to get to know you. I don't enjoy obsessing over guys who are way out of my league but i cannot talk myself out of my feelings." Her captivating eyes take my breath away as I continue to listen to her open up to me, nodding at the correct moment.
I watch her slim mouth as she talks, and I feel my body filling with glee. From all the way to my toes buried slightly in the warm Florida sand, to my tan shoulders and back down again. I get this urge to run my fingers through her long hair but I subside that by clasping my hands together.
It works for a few minutes but I suddenly can't help myself, I am reaching out to grab her hand. She stops talking midsentence and looks at my hand, touching hers. With her other hand she grabs my bicep and pulls me closer to her face. We are inches from each other, on the verge of a kiss. My body continues to tingle at her touch. I want to caress her body with my hands and find her most tender spots.
She closes her eyes, and for a second I wish she hadn't because they are so beautiful but I disregard that as our lips touch. I close my eyes are we kiss once more, no tougne involved in either kisses, just perfectly sweet making-your-heart-pound-out-of-your-chest kisses. She pulls back and we look at each other. Her face is glowing with delight as I'm sure mine is mirrored as the same back at her. I immediatly want to be with her, touching her all over. We lean into kiss once more. So close, yet..**
Meredith is laying in bed when her phones rings. She pulls back her covers and quickly gets up to answer her phone. She see's Kevin's number and she grins.
She reads his message and hurridly responds back,
"Sure, meet me in the hallway!"
Kevin finds a pad of paper and a gold gel pen inside one of the bedside tables and quickly scribbles a note to his brothers in case they wake up.
"Nick or Joe. Garbo fell asleep in my bed, went to sleep in Meredith's room. Come get me when mom does morning wake up calls. love, Kev"
Before Kevin leaves he peers into the bathroom mirror and runs his fingers through his curls. And he sprays a small amount of cologne on his neck before shutting off the lights and grabbing his room key.
As Kevin shuts the door behind himself he can see Meredith shutting her door. He thinks to himself Oh my gosh, she looks stunning.
She is wearing an ordinary pair of pink pajama pants and a tight red cami.
They meet halfway and then together they walk to Merediths room. Once inside her hotel, Kevin's heart flip-flops at his spur-of-the-moment decision of staying the night with her.
Meredith takes hold of Kevin's hand and leads him toward the sofabed. She has layed out a pillow and two blankets for him. He carefully, and quietly slides under the covers as Meredith inches around to her bed.
"Goodnight" Kevin says all sleepily, as he is most definetly yearning for sleep.
Pretty soon Meredith hears the deep even breathing sound of Kevin's wonderfully warm sleeping body.
~~~Back in the bedroom~~~
Nick is sound asleep in his bed, all curled up. He drapes on of his nicely built biceps over his face as he sleeps.
Joe is snoring in his bed. He has one of his legs on top of his covers and the other is hanging off the bed.
Garbo, who is still asleep, gets up off Kevin's bed and makes his way toward Nick's. He lays down next to Nick.
Everyone knows that Garbo has a sleep-walking problem. And he also talks in his sleep. That is why Joe, Nick and Kevin didn't usually share hotel rooms with him.
Garbo slings one of his legs ontop of Nick's sleeping body and Nick groans. Still asleep, Nick pushes off Garbo's leg.
Garbo is muttering something about buying lime green fuzzy socks at Target and he extends his muscular arm over Nick's fuzzy hair. This wakes Nick in the process.
Jeez Garbo, what the hell is your problem Nick thinks to himself.
Nick leans up on his forearms, and looks at Garbo's sleeping body beside him on the bed. Nick tries to shove Garbo off the bed, but he wont budge.
Still groggy, Nick inches his body off the bed. He unsteadily stands up. He walks toward Joe's bed and sees Joe's body contorted like a snake. Joe is breathing heavily so Nick knows he is asleep.
Next, Nick makes his way toward Kevin's bed. No Kevin.
Nick begins to freak out, then he sees the note. He picks it up and blinks a few times, eyes watering. He reads it. Now he is wide awake and pissed.
What does Kevin think he is doing? This could cost him his career. What about his promise? He better not be doing anything stupid? Wait, staying the night with a girl he just met, YEAH that's as stupid as you can get.
Nick grabs his iphone and sends a hasty text to Kevin.
"Wtf, Bro?"
Chapter Eleven
Nick sits holding his phone waiting for Kevin to text him back, but he doesn't.
He contemplates whether or not he should wake up Joe or Garbo to tell them where Kevin is, but due to the fact that he is so tired and they are too he doesn't.
Nick goes over to Kevin's bed and sits on it. He picks up Kev's laptop and turns it on. The bright light illuminates his beautifully pale face. The dark room, due to the tightly closed window treatments, is suddleny filled with a neon haze.
Nick presses the mute button on the computer so the Turn-On sound does not wake his brother; Garbo is a lost cause, he is such a heavy sleeper.
Negative thoughts fill Nick's mind once again interlacing with each other Okay so I'm going to get up tomorrow and go to mom and tell her what went down with Kevin. And this Meredith girl. Man she is really pretty, I know what Kevin sees in her, but damn this is REALLY sudden. I believe in love-at-first-sight but I dont believe in staying the night with some girl on the first night. or the second. or the third.
Time to listen to music Nick thinks warily. He leans across the bed to the bedside table and grabs the pair of ipod headphones attached to Kevin's ipod video, Nick's firm oblique muscles tightening with ease.
He plugs the headphones into the computer,unclicks the mute button and clicks onto the itunes icon on the desktop.
Nick goes to the music library and clicks on a random song. He relaxes into the mountain of pillows on Kevin's comfortable bed and closes his eyes for a long pause, listening to the deep meaning of the lyrics. The music's melody drowns Nick and pulls him in all different directions.
He lets the sounds of the guitars, piano, drums, violin and other instruments envelope his eager body. He reaches down with his fingers and runs them along the tops of his thighs as he mouths along with the words, calming himself.
Nick opens his eyes for a second but closes them because he is immediatly blinded by the laptop's glowing light. Nick uses his feet to take off his grey socks and he pushes them off onto the floor.
He removes the laptop from his lap and lays it next to him, lit side facing away from his face.
Joe never stirs from what Nick can tell as he slowly drifts off into a deep sleep.
~~~Nick's dream~~~
**I am sitting on a wooden tree stump next to the campfire as Joe is massaging my mom's shoulders. Frankie is laughing at something Kevin has told him and they are sliding marshmellows on and off their metal roasting sticks. I watch my family, minus my dad who is somewhere that I'm not sure of, as they continue their loving family talks and laughter. Without me. I keep saying "Mom, where's dad?" but no one will answer me. It's like I'm not even there.
**The scene changes**
I am rubbing suntan lotion on my stomach as she approaches me. Medium height, curvy with piercing blue eyes like the ocean that is in front of me, and she says to me, "Excuse me, are you Nick Jonas?"
I push up my navy blue sunglasses and from behind them I look into her eyes and reply, "Yah, that'd be me. And you are?"
"Ashley Hillenbrand. I was wondering if we could talk about something that has been bugging me." she answers back looking scared, tired, ashamed, nervous - all in one.
I glance around making sure that no more girls are coming up to me at this moment.
I want to give her my entire attention, she deserves that atleast.
"Okay, sure." I say kindly as I smear in the rest of the lotion onto me stomach. She glances down to where my hands are on my abs, and on her face emerges a slight, shy smile. We walk toward the beach chairs set up side by side and sit down. We acknowledge each other with matching smiles and she starts to talk.
"I know this is going to sound a little extreme, but I really like you. I don't know that much about you but I'd like to get to know you. I don't enjoy obsessing over guys who are way out of my league but i cannot talk myself out of my feelings." Her captivating eyes take my breath away as I continue to listen to her open up to me, nodding at the correct moment.
I watch her slim mouth as she talks, and I feel my body filling with glee. From all the way to my toes buried slightly in the warm Florida sand, to my tan shoulders and back down again. I get this urge to run my fingers through her long hair but I subside that by clasping my hands together.
It works for a few minutes but I suddenly can't help myself, I am reaching out to grab her hand. She stops talking midsentence and looks at my hand, touching hers. With her other hand she grabs my bicep and pulls me closer to her face. We are inches from each other, on the verge of a kiss. My body continues to tingle at her touch. I want to caress her body with my hands and find her most tender spots.
She closes her eyes, and for a second I wish she hadn't because they are so beautiful but I disregard that as our lips touch. I close my eyes are we kiss once more, no tougne involved in either kisses, just perfectly sweet making-your-heart-pound-out-of-your-chest kisses. She pulls back and we look at each other. Her face is glowing with delight as I'm sure mine is mirrored as the same back at her. I immediatly want to be with her, touching her all over. We lean into kiss once more. So close, yet..**
5.13.2008
New fics posted
Hey guys!
We have some new fics posted on here from some of the girls on IMDB:
In The Shadows by Loretta
So Much Love by Alex
And I don't know the title of Jordan's fic, but hers is posted on here too lol
We are thisclose to posting I Write Sins, Not Tragedies
And I had to rewrite Chapter 5 of Love Like Winter and Chapter 4 of Heart Shaped Box, so they should be up soon. I will also be posting those on IMDB and IMDBJB since they're posted on there too. For anyone reading them on those sites, sorry it took me two months to post the next chapters lol.
I'm also working on a Jason/David A. one shot.
We hope to get more stories on here and start on some new ones of our own!
xoxoxo
Sunita
We have some new fics posted on here from some of the girls on IMDB:
In The Shadows by Loretta
So Much Love by Alex
And I don't know the title of Jordan's fic, but hers is posted on here too lol
We are thisclose to posting I Write Sins, Not Tragedies
And I had to rewrite Chapter 5 of Love Like Winter and Chapter 4 of Heart Shaped Box, so they should be up soon. I will also be posting those on IMDB and IMDBJB since they're posted on there too. For anyone reading them on those sites, sorry it took me two months to post the next chapters lol.
I'm also working on a Jason/David A. one shot.
We hope to get more stories on here and start on some new ones of our own!
xoxoxo
Sunita
So Much Love Chapters 1-3
This is Alex's [sTaRgAzErXo from IMDB] Kevin fic. Here's the first 3 chapters of it.
Enjoy :)
And thanks to Alex for letting us post her story!
Chapter 1.
The lights seemed fuzzy and the sounds grew muffled. It was truly as if she was submerged under water. She felt an arm slither around her waist and the gentleman led her towards the door as she was quickly checking out of consciousness."Shhh sweetheart, you'll be okay," his voice sounded eloquent to her, something dreamy and lucid. "You just had a bit too much to drink, that's all, and now you're gonna go to sleep for a little while," his creepy voice reassured her. "I'll take care of you," was the last thing she vaguely heard him say before the lights went out. And all was quiet.
"Have you guys seen Alex?" Mariah asked, sitting back down at the booth, the music forcing her to raise her voice slightly. "Yea, she was talking to some guy at the bar, I think he bought her a drink or something," Brianne answered, quickly turning back to her conversation with Rachel and Daniella. Kevin, who had been listening to Joe tell some ridiculous story about the dream he had had the previous night, became intrigued at the mention of her name and turned his head, almost mechanically, towards the bar.
"Hey Brianne," Kevin started, still searching the bar for any sight of her. "Bri," he said again, this time louder and tapping her should simultaneously. "Yea?" she replied, turning away from the conversation once again. "Did you say that she was at the bar?" Kevin asked her. "Yea, she was talking to some guy. I think he liked her," Brianne answered. "Are you sure? I don't see her," Kevin asked, once again looking over there. "Yea, she probably went to the bathroom or something..look, I'm sure she's fine. She's a big girl, she can handle herself...she's not gonna do anything crazy like leave with him or anything," Brianne assured him. Kevin didn't look completely convinced. "Don't Worry!" Brianne laughed at him before turning back to their heated debate about whether Penn Badgley was hotter than Chase Crawford. "Dude! Lonelyboy alll the way, did you SEE him in John Tucker Must Die?" Daniella added. But Kevin still wasn't convinced and turned his attention back towards the bar.
Something was gnawing away at him; it just didn't feel right. And the worry inside him grew with every second he didn't see her face. He quietly excused himself from the table and seeing him leave, Brianne just rolled her eyes and shook her head, chuckling slightly. "Just let him go," Nick chimed in," he'll get it out of his system and be back in two minutes." "I just don't know why he won't just take my word for it," Brianne replied. "Well for one," Nick smirked, "he likes her in case you haven't noticed." "Well obviously," Brianne laughed and once again turned back to the conversation.
It was now a discussion of whether everyone thought it was creepy how Hayden Panatierre and Milo Ventimiglia were dating. "It is SOOO not creepy, I mean, LOOK at him, he's GORGEOUS, good for her! I would TOTALLY jump on that," Rachel added her 2 cents worth. "Oh come on, it'd be like me dating my not-so-old and cool uncle," Daniella replied. "Yea, but your uncle isn't hot. If your uncle looked like Milo Ventimiglia, I would date him," Brianne added smartly, "and I wouldn't care what you had to say about it either!"
Kevin made his was slowly past the dance floor, his eyes darting back and forth. He didn't see her ANYWHERE.
"Heyyyy, wanna dance cutiee??" some drunk blonde squealed and wrapped her arms around him. "Umm, I'm actually looking for someone right now, but maybe later," Kevin smiled awkwardly and tried to answer as politely as possible while peeling her arms off of him. "Well forget you!" she said in an offended tone, while attempting to stomp off. It was more of a loud stumble though.
He finally made it over to the bar and leaded forward on his elbows. "Yo," he called, getting the bartender's attention. "So what can I get ya?" the bartender asked, resting on the bar. "Haha I'm actually all set man, but I'm sorta looking for a girl," Kevin answered him. "Look around bud," the bartender replied motioning to the gaggle of girls surrounding the bar and dance floor. "Nah, her friend said she was down here, I was just wondering if you might of seen her or something," Kevin stated. "Well whats she look like?" the bartender asked, trying to be accomodating. "Umm she's like yay high," Kevin motioned with his hand, revealing her to be about as tall as the start of his chest. "And she's got brown curly hair, she was wearing this like light green summery dress and she has a necklace with a large like heart pendant on it?" Kevin explained her appearance to the best of his ability. He didn't want to overdo it with 'amazing eyes, mesmerizing smile, and the sweetest, most delicious scent.' Any description he could think of seemed to fall short.
"Oh yea..shorty, she was hanging out with some guido, hot shot when I served them, homegirl was pretty twisted," the bartender answered. "I don't think that's her, she wasn't drinking tonight," Kevin answered. "Fairy tattoo on the ankle?" the bartender replied. "Yea, how'd you-" "She showed me." "Oh," Kevin nodded. He couldn't imagine how much she drank in such a short amount of time to get her that drunk. "SO, did you see where she went?" Kevin asked after a moment. The bartender, who had moved onto serving a group of girls who Kevin was pretty sure weren't anywhere close to 21, called over in between pouring shots, "Yea..they left together...shorty could barely stand up." Kevin's stomach flipped in his stomach and he was pretty sure his heart skipped a few beats. "There is NO way she would EVER do that," he thought to himself," she's NEVER been that drunk...she didn't even really drink."
Kevin started looking around frantically in every which direction. His eyes would catch a glimpse of a green dress or curly hair and his heart would flutter, hoping that they'd be her. But they weren't. She wasn't there.
Chapter 2
The bartender had made his way down to the other end of the bar, flirting with some clearly underage girls and taking all the money they threw at him. Kevin followed him down; he was determined to get more out of him. "Hey! Hey buddy, did they say anything before they left or anything, like where they were going?" Kevin asked, his desperation coming out in his voice. "Kid!" the bartender started, clearly becoming increasingly annoyed and grabbing a 5 dollar bill off the dampened bar, "look the guy said he knew her, said they went to high school or something together, and that he was gonna drive her home, that's all he said...now c'mon, give it up... they left," he glanced down at his watch, "a good 10-15 minutes go, they're long gone. I promise you can proclaim your undying love for her tomorrow after your done holding her hair and rubbing her back as she pays homage to the porcelin God. NOW, if you don't mind, I've got a friggin' job to do and thirsty customers waiting."
Kevin clutched his hands until his knuckles turned white. It required strong self-restraint to prevent him from completey decking this guy's lights out. Instead, he took a deep breath and slammed his fists down on the bar, gaining the attention of more than just the bartender. "You're NOT listening to me God Damn it! This creepy as guy just took a girl, whom I happen to care very much for, out of YOUR bar and you're just gonna stand there?? He DOESN'T know her, she's not even from LA, she's just visiting, and she HADN'T been drinking at ALL tonight and you know what, she's not even 21...and you let that guy just TAKE her? If you don't tell me where they went RIGHT now I will have your liquor license pulled SOO fast you won't even notice it. Not to mention the jail time you face for serving underage girls." Kevin yelled at the man, not knowing who else to take his anger and frustration out on. He just seemed like the best target.
The bartender looked rather flabbergasted at Kevin's outburst and didn't quite know what to make of it. Frankly, he didn't think he had it in him. "Ehh..they went that way," the bartender answered cautiously, pointing to a dark hallway past the bathrooms. The sign above its entrance revealed that it led to the back parking lot.
Kevin hesitated for only a second before running for the dark corridor. He was going to find her. He wouldn't allow himself to think otherwise. His pace quickened as he neared the double doors. And as quickly as he jutted his arms out to push the doors wide open, the doors refused him and knocked him backwards. The doors were chained shut.
He stumbled backwards a few steps but regained his footing. However, something was under his foot. He reached down and grabbed it; it was a small, black purse with a little rhinestone fleur de lis on it."This is hers," he said to himself. "She's still here."
Kevin searched for the hallway for more signs, hoping to be brought closer to her. The black walls made it difficult to see anything but out of the corner of his eye, a shiny reflection caught him. He turned and walked forward, closing the distance between him and the object that had reflected light into his eye. It was a plaque. He had to squint, but he could make out the word 'Employees.' His eyes widened and he felt for a handle. A soon as he found it he swung the door open and burst into the room.
Chapter 3.
PART 3: LONGEST PART YET:
"GET OFF HER!" Kevin yanked the man off of an unconscious Alex and slammed him against the wall. The man, who looked frightened at the prospect of being caught, fled the room, not even bothering to zip up his pants.
Kevin wanted to chase after him, to kill him, but his eyes fell upon her laying there helplessly and he immediately went to her, dropping down to his knees and quickly pulling her dress down to cover her exposed body. He had barged in before the man had any opportunity to go really far but he saw where his hands were, what they had touched, and it was already too much, too far. The fact that he violated her sickened and angered him.
He gently cupped her face; it was emotionless, her face was like stone. "Alex sweety, Kev's here, it's me c'mon, open your eyes, c'mon sweety please."
"OH MY GOD." Kevin turned around. "Mariah go get help!" his voice cracked and his eyes were bloodshot. He wouldn't allow himself to cry, but the tears were welling up and his eyes stung. Mariah quickly turned and ran. He could hear her screaming for help to anyone who would listen. "Please Alex, open your eyes, c'mon," he shook her roughly, desperately trying to pull her out of it. But she wouldn't budge. "Please, Alex, please. All you have to do is open your eyes...please." Nothing.
Several curious onlookers started to gather in the hallway; some of them snapping pictures with their phones and others recording the event. Kevin pulled Alex up closer to him, trying to hide her from their glares. He slowly rocked her back and forth, stifling back his tears and praying that'd she wake up any moment. "It's gonna be okay," he whispered to her," it'll be okay." He planted a gentle kiss on the top her head, continuing to squeeze her tightly.
"Move It! Get Out Of the Way!" a blonde, wavy-haired girl pushed her way through the crowd. "Brianne, they won't move!" a tanned girl with straight, shiny black hair is heard struggling through the crowd. "You have to make them move.." Brianne yelled back, her blond waves going in every which way as she manhandled the crowd.
"KEVIN!" Brianne finally broke free, "I'm SOO sorry, I should have believed you." Kevin just closed his eyes and shook his head, letting her know it was okay. "We found her," Kevin said softly. "Is...she gonna be okay?" Brianne asked timidly. Kevin finally let one lonely tear slip. "I don't know."
Daniella, Rachel, and Nick broke through the crowd looking exasperated; Mariah was still struggling as the crowd inched its way closer and closer. Rachel reached in and plucked her out, not caring whether she elbowed a few onlookers in the process. "This is ridiculous," Daniella fumed, "give the girl some freakin' room." "All right guys, c'mon, back up, there's nothing to see here," Nick said loudly and started pushing the crowd back. "Tara! I am SO sending this to Perez and TMZ," one rather daring onlooker defiantly stated.
Rachel narrowed her eyes and stepped in front of the camera. "Look," she started in an almost whisper-like tone, "I know that they're too nice to say anything, but I'm not. If you don't shut that f()cking camera off right now and leave this hallway with your cheap, tacky friends I will take that camera and shove it so far up your fat ss that you won't be able to walk for an entire month." Rachel never broke eye contact with the girl. In fact, he eyes seemed to twinkle the longer she stared, gaining satisfaction from her confrontation, daring the girl to action. She clicked the camera shut and gave Rachel a look of utter disgust before grabbing her friend and trudging off, whipping her hair in Rachel's face as she turned to leave. But Rachel didn't care; her momentary feeling of victory came crashing down at the sight of her friend's lifeless body cradled in Kevin's arms.
"Is she breathing Kevin?" Rachel asked, kneeling down next to him, wiping the hair out of Alex's face. "Mhmm," he nodded, "I can feel her breathing on me... she just won't wake up... and I've tried, I've tried everything." "She'll be okay, I know it, she's a strong girl," Rachel reassured him.
"Where's Joe?" Brianne asked as a look of confusion adorned her face. "He's outside, waiting to flag down the ambulance," Nick answered, "to be honest with you, I don't think this is something he's quite ready to see; he's scared." Brianne nodded and turned her attention back to Kevin. "Why don't you lay her down? The crowd is pushed back, the ambulance is gonna be here any second." Kevin just shook his head no. "She's safe now you know, Kevin," Brianne spoke sweetly to him, "you saved her."
Kevin didn't want to let her go. He knew he could keep her safe as long as she was in his arms. He'd thought about holding her in his arms so many times before, but he never wanted it to be like this.
Rocking her back and forth he could feel her shallow breaths against his skin and it have him goosebumps every time. He felt her heart beat and as he rocked her, back and forth, back and forth, their beats seemed to join together, beating as one. He forgot all other people in the room and just rocked back and forth, back and forth.
"Son," a voice that seemed far away at first sounded closer and closer. "Son," Kevin awakened to into reality and looked up. The paramedics were there, staring down at them, just like everyone else. "Son, we're gonna need to take her now, you have to give her to us," one of the paramedics, a male, spoke to him.
Kevin looked down at her angelic face resting on him, and he bent over, brushed her hair out of her face one more time, and placed a single, gentle kiss on her forehead. He then slowly lowered her to the ground, laying her flat out in front of him.
As he stood up, he watched as the paramedics immediately went to work on her; sticking needles in her arms, putting a mask on her face, and checking her vital signs. The female paramedic spoke into her radio as they strapped Alex to a backboard, "Caritas General this is 220 be advised we have a 19 yr old female, approximately 125 pounds, vitals are stable but a little weak, probable overdose and possible rape victim. ETA is 15 minutes."
"She wasn't raped," Kevin stated. "What?" the woman turned to him. "She wasn't raped. I didn't let him." "O-Okay," the paramedic ndded and turned back to Alex's lifeless body at they loaded her onto a stretcher and rolled her out the door.
Joe had rejoined them since the paramedics arrived but he remained at the door, afraid to look in. As they wheeled her out, however, he had no choice but to stare down at his friend's pale, unconscious body, as she passed him. Daniella slipped her hand into his, squeezing it tight, to let him know she was there for him, scared too.
The onlookers parted enough for the stretcher to get by but they continued gawking and snapping pictures. The police has just arrived and started clearing the place out. But they also wanted to talk to Kevin. All he wanted to do was follow her, be by her side, and he couldn't do that. He tried his best to answer their questions but he couldn't take his eyes off her. He watched as she was loaded into the ambulence, the paramedics closing the door and banging on the back, letting the driver know that it was safe to go.
Instead of pulling away, though, the ambulance rested there for a moment and the back door opened once again. The female paramdic poked her head out. "Kevin?" she called out. His head perked up and he stared at her curiously.
"She wants you."
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Chapter 1.
The lights seemed fuzzy and the sounds grew muffled. It was truly as if she was submerged under water. She felt an arm slither around her waist and the gentleman led her towards the door as she was quickly checking out of consciousness."Shhh sweetheart, you'll be okay," his voice sounded eloquent to her, something dreamy and lucid. "You just had a bit too much to drink, that's all, and now you're gonna go to sleep for a little while," his creepy voice reassured her. "I'll take care of you," was the last thing she vaguely heard him say before the lights went out. And all was quiet.
"Have you guys seen Alex?" Mariah asked, sitting back down at the booth, the music forcing her to raise her voice slightly. "Yea, she was talking to some guy at the bar, I think he bought her a drink or something," Brianne answered, quickly turning back to her conversation with Rachel and Daniella. Kevin, who had been listening to Joe tell some ridiculous story about the dream he had had the previous night, became intrigued at the mention of her name and turned his head, almost mechanically, towards the bar.
"Hey Brianne," Kevin started, still searching the bar for any sight of her. "Bri," he said again, this time louder and tapping her should simultaneously. "Yea?" she replied, turning away from the conversation once again. "Did you say that she was at the bar?" Kevin asked her. "Yea, she was talking to some guy. I think he liked her," Brianne answered. "Are you sure? I don't see her," Kevin asked, once again looking over there. "Yea, she probably went to the bathroom or something..look, I'm sure she's fine. She's a big girl, she can handle herself...she's not gonna do anything crazy like leave with him or anything," Brianne assured him. Kevin didn't look completely convinced. "Don't Worry!" Brianne laughed at him before turning back to their heated debate about whether Penn Badgley was hotter than Chase Crawford. "Dude! Lonelyboy alll the way, did you SEE him in John Tucker Must Die?" Daniella added. But Kevin still wasn't convinced and turned his attention back towards the bar.
Something was gnawing away at him; it just didn't feel right. And the worry inside him grew with every second he didn't see her face. He quietly excused himself from the table and seeing him leave, Brianne just rolled her eyes and shook her head, chuckling slightly. "Just let him go," Nick chimed in," he'll get it out of his system and be back in two minutes." "I just don't know why he won't just take my word for it," Brianne replied. "Well for one," Nick smirked, "he likes her in case you haven't noticed." "Well obviously," Brianne laughed and once again turned back to the conversation.
It was now a discussion of whether everyone thought it was creepy how Hayden Panatierre and Milo Ventimiglia were dating. "It is SOOO not creepy, I mean, LOOK at him, he's GORGEOUS, good for her! I would TOTALLY jump on that," Rachel added her 2 cents worth. "Oh come on, it'd be like me dating my not-so-old and cool uncle," Daniella replied. "Yea, but your uncle isn't hot. If your uncle looked like Milo Ventimiglia, I would date him," Brianne added smartly, "and I wouldn't care what you had to say about it either!"
Kevin made his was slowly past the dance floor, his eyes darting back and forth. He didn't see her ANYWHERE.
"Heyyyy, wanna dance cutiee??" some drunk blonde squealed and wrapped her arms around him. "Umm, I'm actually looking for someone right now, but maybe later," Kevin smiled awkwardly and tried to answer as politely as possible while peeling her arms off of him. "Well forget you!" she said in an offended tone, while attempting to stomp off. It was more of a loud stumble though.
He finally made it over to the bar and leaded forward on his elbows. "Yo," he called, getting the bartender's attention. "So what can I get ya?" the bartender asked, resting on the bar. "Haha I'm actually all set man, but I'm sorta looking for a girl," Kevin answered him. "Look around bud," the bartender replied motioning to the gaggle of girls surrounding the bar and dance floor. "Nah, her friend said she was down here, I was just wondering if you might of seen her or something," Kevin stated. "Well whats she look like?" the bartender asked, trying to be accomodating. "Umm she's like yay high," Kevin motioned with his hand, revealing her to be about as tall as the start of his chest. "And she's got brown curly hair, she was wearing this like light green summery dress and she has a necklace with a large like heart pendant on it?" Kevin explained her appearance to the best of his ability. He didn't want to overdo it with 'amazing eyes, mesmerizing smile, and the sweetest, most delicious scent.' Any description he could think of seemed to fall short.
"Oh yea..shorty, she was hanging out with some guido, hot shot when I served them, homegirl was pretty twisted," the bartender answered. "I don't think that's her, she wasn't drinking tonight," Kevin answered. "Fairy tattoo on the ankle?" the bartender replied. "Yea, how'd you-" "She showed me." "Oh," Kevin nodded. He couldn't imagine how much she drank in such a short amount of time to get her that drunk. "SO, did you see where she went?" Kevin asked after a moment. The bartender, who had moved onto serving a group of girls who Kevin was pretty sure weren't anywhere close to 21, called over in between pouring shots, "Yea..they left together...shorty could barely stand up." Kevin's stomach flipped in his stomach and he was pretty sure his heart skipped a few beats. "There is NO way she would EVER do that," he thought to himself," she's NEVER been that drunk...she didn't even really drink."
Kevin started looking around frantically in every which direction. His eyes would catch a glimpse of a green dress or curly hair and his heart would flutter, hoping that they'd be her. But they weren't. She wasn't there.
Chapter 2
The bartender had made his way down to the other end of the bar, flirting with some clearly underage girls and taking all the money they threw at him. Kevin followed him down; he was determined to get more out of him. "Hey! Hey buddy, did they say anything before they left or anything, like where they were going?" Kevin asked, his desperation coming out in his voice. "Kid!" the bartender started, clearly becoming increasingly annoyed and grabbing a 5 dollar bill off the dampened bar, "look the guy said he knew her, said they went to high school or something together, and that he was gonna drive her home, that's all he said...now c'mon, give it up... they left," he glanced down at his watch, "a good 10-15 minutes go, they're long gone. I promise you can proclaim your undying love for her tomorrow after your done holding her hair and rubbing her back as she pays homage to the porcelin God. NOW, if you don't mind, I've got a friggin' job to do and thirsty customers waiting."
Kevin clutched his hands until his knuckles turned white. It required strong self-restraint to prevent him from completey decking this guy's lights out. Instead, he took a deep breath and slammed his fists down on the bar, gaining the attention of more than just the bartender. "You're NOT listening to me God Damn it! This creepy as guy just took a girl, whom I happen to care very much for, out of YOUR bar and you're just gonna stand there?? He DOESN'T know her, she's not even from LA, she's just visiting, and she HADN'T been drinking at ALL tonight and you know what, she's not even 21...and you let that guy just TAKE her? If you don't tell me where they went RIGHT now I will have your liquor license pulled SOO fast you won't even notice it. Not to mention the jail time you face for serving underage girls." Kevin yelled at the man, not knowing who else to take his anger and frustration out on. He just seemed like the best target.
The bartender looked rather flabbergasted at Kevin's outburst and didn't quite know what to make of it. Frankly, he didn't think he had it in him. "Ehh..they went that way," the bartender answered cautiously, pointing to a dark hallway past the bathrooms. The sign above its entrance revealed that it led to the back parking lot.
Kevin hesitated for only a second before running for the dark corridor. He was going to find her. He wouldn't allow himself to think otherwise. His pace quickened as he neared the double doors. And as quickly as he jutted his arms out to push the doors wide open, the doors refused him and knocked him backwards. The doors were chained shut.
He stumbled backwards a few steps but regained his footing. However, something was under his foot. He reached down and grabbed it; it was a small, black purse with a little rhinestone fleur de lis on it."This is hers," he said to himself. "She's still here."
Kevin searched for the hallway for more signs, hoping to be brought closer to her. The black walls made it difficult to see anything but out of the corner of his eye, a shiny reflection caught him. He turned and walked forward, closing the distance between him and the object that had reflected light into his eye. It was a plaque. He had to squint, but he could make out the word 'Employees.' His eyes widened and he felt for a handle. A soon as he found it he swung the door open and burst into the room.
Chapter 3.
PART 3: LONGEST PART YET:
"GET OFF HER!" Kevin yanked the man off of an unconscious Alex and slammed him against the wall. The man, who looked frightened at the prospect of being caught, fled the room, not even bothering to zip up his pants.
Kevin wanted to chase after him, to kill him, but his eyes fell upon her laying there helplessly and he immediately went to her, dropping down to his knees and quickly pulling her dress down to cover her exposed body. He had barged in before the man had any opportunity to go really far but he saw where his hands were, what they had touched, and it was already too much, too far. The fact that he violated her sickened and angered him.
He gently cupped her face; it was emotionless, her face was like stone. "Alex sweety, Kev's here, it's me c'mon, open your eyes, c'mon sweety please."
"OH MY GOD." Kevin turned around. "Mariah go get help!" his voice cracked and his eyes were bloodshot. He wouldn't allow himself to cry, but the tears were welling up and his eyes stung. Mariah quickly turned and ran. He could hear her screaming for help to anyone who would listen. "Please Alex, open your eyes, c'mon," he shook her roughly, desperately trying to pull her out of it. But she wouldn't budge. "Please, Alex, please. All you have to do is open your eyes...please." Nothing.
Several curious onlookers started to gather in the hallway; some of them snapping pictures with their phones and others recording the event. Kevin pulled Alex up closer to him, trying to hide her from their glares. He slowly rocked her back and forth, stifling back his tears and praying that'd she wake up any moment. "It's gonna be okay," he whispered to her," it'll be okay." He planted a gentle kiss on the top her head, continuing to squeeze her tightly.
"Move It! Get Out Of the Way!" a blonde, wavy-haired girl pushed her way through the crowd. "Brianne, they won't move!" a tanned girl with straight, shiny black hair is heard struggling through the crowd. "You have to make them move.." Brianne yelled back, her blond waves going in every which way as she manhandled the crowd.
"KEVIN!" Brianne finally broke free, "I'm SOO sorry, I should have believed you." Kevin just closed his eyes and shook his head, letting her know it was okay. "We found her," Kevin said softly. "Is...she gonna be okay?" Brianne asked timidly. Kevin finally let one lonely tear slip. "I don't know."
Daniella, Rachel, and Nick broke through the crowd looking exasperated; Mariah was still struggling as the crowd inched its way closer and closer. Rachel reached in and plucked her out, not caring whether she elbowed a few onlookers in the process. "This is ridiculous," Daniella fumed, "give the girl some freakin' room." "All right guys, c'mon, back up, there's nothing to see here," Nick said loudly and started pushing the crowd back. "Tara! I am SO sending this to Perez and TMZ," one rather daring onlooker defiantly stated.
Rachel narrowed her eyes and stepped in front of the camera. "Look," she started in an almost whisper-like tone, "I know that they're too nice to say anything, but I'm not. If you don't shut that f()cking camera off right now and leave this hallway with your cheap, tacky friends I will take that camera and shove it so far up your fat ss that you won't be able to walk for an entire month." Rachel never broke eye contact with the girl. In fact, he eyes seemed to twinkle the longer she stared, gaining satisfaction from her confrontation, daring the girl to action. She clicked the camera shut and gave Rachel a look of utter disgust before grabbing her friend and trudging off, whipping her hair in Rachel's face as she turned to leave. But Rachel didn't care; her momentary feeling of victory came crashing down at the sight of her friend's lifeless body cradled in Kevin's arms.
"Is she breathing Kevin?" Rachel asked, kneeling down next to him, wiping the hair out of Alex's face. "Mhmm," he nodded, "I can feel her breathing on me... she just won't wake up... and I've tried, I've tried everything." "She'll be okay, I know it, she's a strong girl," Rachel reassured him.
"Where's Joe?" Brianne asked as a look of confusion adorned her face. "He's outside, waiting to flag down the ambulance," Nick answered, "to be honest with you, I don't think this is something he's quite ready to see; he's scared." Brianne nodded and turned her attention back to Kevin. "Why don't you lay her down? The crowd is pushed back, the ambulance is gonna be here any second." Kevin just shook his head no. "She's safe now you know, Kevin," Brianne spoke sweetly to him, "you saved her."
Kevin didn't want to let her go. He knew he could keep her safe as long as she was in his arms. He'd thought about holding her in his arms so many times before, but he never wanted it to be like this.
Rocking her back and forth he could feel her shallow breaths against his skin and it have him goosebumps every time. He felt her heart beat and as he rocked her, back and forth, back and forth, their beats seemed to join together, beating as one. He forgot all other people in the room and just rocked back and forth, back and forth.
"Son," a voice that seemed far away at first sounded closer and closer. "Son," Kevin awakened to into reality and looked up. The paramedics were there, staring down at them, just like everyone else. "Son, we're gonna need to take her now, you have to give her to us," one of the paramedics, a male, spoke to him.
Kevin looked down at her angelic face resting on him, and he bent over, brushed her hair out of her face one more time, and placed a single, gentle kiss on her forehead. He then slowly lowered her to the ground, laying her flat out in front of him.
As he stood up, he watched as the paramedics immediately went to work on her; sticking needles in her arms, putting a mask on her face, and checking her vital signs. The female paramedic spoke into her radio as they strapped Alex to a backboard, "Caritas General this is 220 be advised we have a 19 yr old female, approximately 125 pounds, vitals are stable but a little weak, probable overdose and possible rape victim. ETA is 15 minutes."
"She wasn't raped," Kevin stated. "What?" the woman turned to him. "She wasn't raped. I didn't let him." "O-Okay," the paramedic ndded and turned back to Alex's lifeless body at they loaded her onto a stretcher and rolled her out the door.
Joe had rejoined them since the paramedics arrived but he remained at the door, afraid to look in. As they wheeled her out, however, he had no choice but to stare down at his friend's pale, unconscious body, as she passed him. Daniella slipped her hand into his, squeezing it tight, to let him know she was there for him, scared too.
The onlookers parted enough for the stretcher to get by but they continued gawking and snapping pictures. The police has just arrived and started clearing the place out. But they also wanted to talk to Kevin. All he wanted to do was follow her, be by her side, and he couldn't do that. He tried his best to answer their questions but he couldn't take his eyes off her. He watched as she was loaded into the ambulence, the paramedics closing the door and banging on the back, letting the driver know that it was safe to go.
Instead of pulling away, though, the ambulance rested there for a moment and the back door opened once again. The female paramdic poked her head out. "Kevin?" she called out. His head perked up and he stared at her curiously.
"She wants you."
5.10.2008
*Fic courtesy of Jordie_loves_FROBROJONAS*
This fic is from Jordan *Jordie_loves_FROBROJONAS* she wanted me to let you guys know this is a JP. ;) enjoy!! i'll post the final part of the story when she emails it to me.
CHAPTER ONE!!!!
"One hundred and six *Joe grunts* One hundred and seven *grunting continues* one hundred and eight... Okay I'm done" Joe says collapsing onto the floor of the hotel room. He lays there, shirtless and sweaty. Nick walks into the room with a towel around his waist, " Joe what are you doing laying on the floor. Are you okay?"
"Yes, dummy. I was doing push-ups." Joe says getting defensive.
Nick walks toward Joe and stands beside him, "Mom said we need to get ready. So go get your shower. I think Kevin's done in there."
"Hey Joe, can I borrow your straightener?" Kevin says poking his head out of the bathroom door.
"Yeah sure I dont care." Joe says rising up off of the floor. His grey shorts are riding low on his hips. He reaches up to the ceiling with his arms to stretch his muscles, causing his pants to sink lower down his butt. Nick walks toward the big bay window across the room and shuts the curtains.
"I'm serious Joe, go get a shower your sweaty." Nick says as if he were the adult.
"Okay FroBro chill out. I'm working on it. " Joe says sarcastically.
~~After their concert that night~~
Kevin collapses onto the bed, "Hey guys, do you remember that girl with the short blonde hair. From the meet and greet." He sighs, folding his arms under his head.
"Yeah, what about her?" Nick asks from across the room. He is pulling one leg out of his jeans. Joe is sitting on his bed next to Kevin's, "You think she was hott too?".
"Yeah, I do. I wonder what her name is." Kevin says.
"It's Malia. Don't you remember?" Nick says, already out of his jeans and standing in only his boxers. He digs into one of his many suitcases beside his bed, looking for his orange muscle shirt.
Kevin leans up onto his forearms and kicks off his brown leather shoes.
"Tonights concert was the best so far on this tour. Do you guys agree?"
Joe's eyes are closed. "Are you sleeping?" Kevin prods.
Instantly he reopens his eyes, "No, I was thinking."
Nick laughs loudly, "Yeah Kev, it was a good one. I'm going to go get a coke from the machine down the hall." He slips his plaid pajama pants on over his boxers and grabs his room key.
Joe calls out as Nick reaches the door "Get me a Mt. Dew"
Nick looks at Kevin, waiting for him to ask for a soda as well. He doesn't.
~~~Outside the room~~~
Nick shuts the door and peers down the length of the hall. It's deserted. "Good" he thinks. The coke machine is around the corner. Once Nick reaches it he hears something.
"Psstt..." He looks around. Nothing. The sound gets louder "PSSTTT.." Nicks head shoots toward his left. Leaning against a wall is a girl. She stands at about 5'7, dirty blonde hair, shy smile.
Nick is startled. "Hi." He says cautiously, glancing around, hoping not to be bombarded with a million screaming girls at this hour of the night.
"Hey" the girl says all aloof. "I'm Meredith." she says grinning. She moves away from the wall and comes slightly closer to Nick. "How was your concert tonight?" she asks him.
"It went well. Were you there?" he says. He is standing in front of the coke machine now. He carefully slips in a dollar bill and selects the Mt. Dew button.
"Nah, I wasn't allowed to go." she answers honestly. She continues to move closer toward Nick. His large biceps begin to tighten up. He is noticing how beautiful she is closer up. She appears to be perfectly curvy. Her voice is soothing as she continues, "How are you doing? With your diabetes, I mean."
Nick calms down some and says "It's doing Okay. I'm having a sugar rush now." he says grinning and looking toward the coke machine as he places another dollar bill into the slot and presses the Dt. Pepsi button. It's not Diet Coke, but its close enough he shamelessly thinks to himself.
~~~Meanwhile, back in the hotel room with Kevin and Joe~~~
Joe is now standing in the bathroom shaving, in his own pajamas. Just bottoms, no shirt. Kevin is searching the web. He starts to laugh, and Joe asks "What?"
Kevin says "Come here and watch this." Joe being the curious boy that he is walks with razor in hand toward Kevin. He bursts out laughing, almost cutting himself.
They are looking at a profile picture of this girls JB fanspace site. Its background is pink and she's holding three baby dolls with each of the Jonas Brothers pictures on them. Joe is the first one to speak "wow, thats retarded." "more like creepy" Kevin says.
~~~Back to Nick and the girl~~~
"Have you seen the musical RENT?" Meredith asks Nick. She steps slightly in front of Nick to get herself a coke. She chooses a Pepsi.
"Not all of it." Nick answers her. "Our schedule has been absolutely packed this week."
"Oh, I see. Well I have it back at my room if you want to watch it. How long will you guys be here?" Meredith manages to ask.
"We leave tomorrow night. We have one more show to do here. Then it's off to California."
Chapter Two
Nick begins to head toward his room, that is until he realizes that Meredith would be following him. He didn't feel like explaining things to his brothers.
"I know its late, but my parents are awake so they wouldn't care if we watched a movie" Meredith explains.
Nick runs this information through he head and shrugs his shoulders,
"Well Okay, if your parents are there."
"They are." She assures.
"First let me tell Joe and Kevin. See if they want to join us, Do you mind?"
Nick wants to know.
"No That's fine. I'd love to meet your brothers." She quips.
~~~Back in their room~~~
Joe is sitting on his bed eating sour patch kids when he remembers about the Mt. Dew Nick was suppose to bring him.
"Kev, How long's it been since Nick left?" Joe asks concerned.
Kevin looks up from his laptop and says, "I dont know. Too long, should we check on him?" Joe is already off his bed, strolling for the door when he hears it unlock and Nick appears.
"Hey doofus, It's about time. Where's my Mt. Dew?" Joe playfully kids. "What took you so lo-" Joe continues but stops mid word when he sees Meredith standing behind his younger brother.
Kevin closes his laptop and grins at Joe. Obviously they're thinking the same thing. Nick found a girl. A very pretty girl.
Nick hands over Joe's soda and Joe opens it.
"Thanks bro. Who's your friend?" Joe asks glancing at Meredith.
Nick starts, "This is Mer-"
"I'm Meredith." Meredith finishes for him. Kevin raises an eyebrow toward the ceiling realizing that she seems very confident.
"I'm in room 219. Down the hall." She continues.
"Yeah, she was at the coke machine too." Nick finally manages to get a word in.
Meredith steps closer to Joe, silently taking in the essence of a shirtless Joe less than 5 feet from her reach!
"Meredith has invited us to come to her room and watch a movie. You guys want to watch RENT?" Nick explains to his brothers, Kevin who is still gapping at his younger brother for finally getting the courage to talk to this beautiful girl, and Joe who is less noticing of the situation in front of him. He seems more interested in the Sour Patch Kids he is holding in his hands. He grabs a handfull of about 10 and shoves them into his mouth, getting sour sugar all over his mouth.
Chapter Three
Meredith giggles at Joe as he uses the back of his hand to wipe away the sticky sugar. Joe grabs Nick by the arm and directs him to the bathroom leaving Meredith standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. Luckily Kevin comes to the rescue.
"Sooo... what's up?" Kevin says obviously to make conversation.
"Umm.. Not a lot. Just in town for the weekend. Parent's business trip. Boring stuff." Meredith explains non-chalantly.
"Sounds...cool... How old are you?" Kevin says.
"17. How old do I look?" Meredith questions with a twinge of flirtation in her voice.
"Uhh...I don't know. You want to see something creepy?" Kevin asks trying to change the subject.
~~~Nick and Joe are in the bathroom~~~
"Soo... did you guys like..." Joe grins.
"God you're a pig sometimes. And no. I just met her." Nick says.
"Well do you like her?? 'cuz if you don't...do you mind, ya know, if I-" Joe starts to say.
"Joe I just met her... Yeah shes pretty... but, i'm not sure." Nick intelligently explains.
Joe walks over to the sink and hops on top of it. He leans back against the cold mirror and sighs at the good feeling it gives him.
Nick gives him a weird look, then opens the door to walk out.
"We should go watch that movie." Joe says as Nick is about to close the door behind himself. He re-pokes his head back in and says, "Well quit being an idiot and come on. And by the way, put on a shirt."
After Nick has left, Joe turns to face the mirror to look at himself. He smiles, and runs his manly hands through his wavy brown hair. He hops down off of the marble countertop and casually walks back into the room.
Meredith is seated next to Kevin on the bed, and they are looking at something on the computer. It must be hilarious because they both keep laughing. Nick is sitting on his bed gazing toward his oldest brother and he can tell he's lost his chance with Meredith. She was hooked on Kevin. Or Joe. Not him.
"You guys ready to go?" Meredith says finally realizing that Joe and Nick had both reentered the room.
The boys nod, and walk toward the door. Nick throws Joe an annoyed look, as if to say "get a damn shirt on." Joe gets the hint and throws a white muscle shirt on. He dramatically does this, pulling at the bottoms of both sides of the shirt slowly. He shimmies it in place at his perfect waistline.
Kevin closes his computer and walks toward the door.
Chapter Four
The boys follow Meredith out of their room and down the hall toward hers. Kevin's in step with her as she walks. "So were you at our concert tonight?"
Meredith looks at Nick and smiles as if she just realized that he was there also. He smiles back but with more of an effort. "As I was telling your brother earlier, I wasn't allowed to go." She says sticking her hands into the butt pockets of her jeans.
Joe walks around to the other side of Meredith. The one that Kevin is not already occupying. "Woah, Woah, Woah. What do you mean you're not allowed?"
Meredith Explains, "Yeah, Well my parents are kind of struggling, money wise, and so I couldn't afford-"
Kevin interrupts" we can fix that. Right guys?" He looks both to Joe and Nick.
They both nod.
Nick starts to say something "Remember we have a concert-" but Joe continues for him "We have a concert tomorrow also. Let us talk to our dad. Don't worry we gotcha covered."
Meredith giggles, and stops walking. They are now standing at her room door.
Meredith pulls her hands out of her pockets along with her room key and shoves it in to the key pad on the door. Click. It unlocks.
As soon as she opens the door a tad, they all hear a T.V.
"Mom, Dad. I'm back. I've brought some...friends" she calls opening the door a little more.
Nick notices in the mirror right inside the door, that there are two middle-aged people laying across one of the beds in the room.
The bed squeaks as Meredith's father slides off of it. Joe, Kevin and Nick are now standing inside of Meredith's room wondering if she or they are going to get in trouble.
Merediths mother sits up on the bed and waves as if to signal "come in".
"Hey Mer, introduce us." Meredith's mother says kindly looking from one JoBro to the next. She is pretty for her age, dark eyes, light hair.
Meredith points to Kevin who is still standing beside her.
"Mom, this is Kevin."
"I'm Joseph." Joe says proudly.
Meredith parents look at Nick.
"I'm Nick." Nick extends his hand toward Meredith's father. Meredith's father grins and shakes Nick's hand. Nick thinks to himself One brownie point for me!
"I'm Todd and this is my lovely wife Jenna."
"We're gonna watch a movie. Do you guys care?" Meredith addresses her mom.
Chapter Five
"No of course we don't care." Meredith dad says smiling. "We were actually just talking about taking a swim, if you don't mind." He continues grabbing his swimming trunks that are hanging on a hanger to dry. He tosses Meredith's mom hers.
Merediths mom can't quit smiling at the three adorable young men right in front of her. She can't help but think 'Wow, if only I were 25years younger'. She walks into the bathroom and changes into a little red number.
Nick begins to blush when Merediths mom emerges and looks a lot younger than she is. Meredith notices Nick uncomfortable gaze and she throws her mother a towel. "Use this."
"Thank you Mer. Now We'll be back later okay?! Be Good!!" She follows her husband out the door leaving Meredith, Joe, Kevin and Nick alone.
Joe walks over toward the sitting area in their hotel room and Kevin and Nick follow suit. "I got the couch" Kevin calls, grinning like a dork. Nick shuffles his feet as he walks toward the loveseat, leaving Joe the bed. Joe doesn't seem to mind because he jumps on it, knocking off a pillow. Meredith grabs the DVD and places the disc into the DVD player. This whole time she is laughing at Joe. Meredith grabs the remote off of the TV table and turns around to face the guys. Kevin pats the seat next to him on the couch and Meredith sits down beside him. Joe lays on his back and gazes up toward the ceiling instead of watching the previews.
"Okay guys I'm warning you. This is a sad movie, so I might cry."
Joe looks at her and smiles. "Ah don't worry, Nick always crys at sappy movies too." Nick gives Joe a look of hate and disgust.
~~~~Middle of Movie(during La Vie Boheme scene)~~~~
"Ooo I love this song!!" Joe Bellows when Mark Cohen starts the cheerful song of La Vie Boheme. Joe jumps up off the bed and sings "La Vieeee Boheemmmmmmeeeeeee..." while shaking his hips and banging his head. Kevin begins to laugh hysterically as Meredith bursts into a fit of giggles. Although Nick is still a little peeved at Joe's earlier comment, he cracks a smile. Joe continues to sing as Meredith watches him out of the corner of her eye.
"Okay Joe, you're killing me." Meredith says between her fits of laughter.
Joe hops back onto the bed and tries to chill out. He continues to tap his barefoot to the music.
~~~~Angel's Death Scene~~~~
Joe's eyes become damp with tears as he watches Collins hold Angel as she dies. Meredith is crying too. She wipes away tear after tear. She is leaning slightly into Kevin's arm. He reaches out and places his soft hand on top of hers. She grips it tightly, but not too tight. Nick glances at a crying Joe and thinks meanly to himself 'who's crying now'. But pretty soon he has no room to think this because his beautiful brown eyes are filling with tears. He blinks them away, but they blur his vision.
The only person who is not crying is Kevin. He does not seem embarrased though because he knows how emotional his two younger brothers can be.
Nick's gaze falls on Kevin and Meredith starting to snuggle on the couch. He is beginning to get more peeved. Nick yawns and stretches one arm above his head as he nuzzles his own gorgeously fit body into the sofa. His tight orange shirt rises up some as he scratches his belly. Kevin and Meredith are oblivious to what is going on around them. They are focused on the movie.
Joe rolls over onto his right side as he hears a click at the door. They're home, he thinks. Meredith whispers "crap" and lets go of Kevin's hand. This surprises him a short second but he understands when Meredith's parents enter the hotel room.
"hey! we're back." her dad whispers.
Merediths eyes are still red and puffy. "Mer, honey are you guys watching RENT again? how many times this week is that for you? 4?" Her mom asks.
"shhh..mom.." Meredith whines.
Nick smiles in Meredith's dad's direction. He nods back at him. He is relieved that her mom has her towel wrapped around her lean body.
"I'm going to get a shower, Mer." Her mom says aloud. She whispers to her husband, "you want to join me?" He winks at her. She walks into the bathroom and he follows.
Kevin has turned his full attention to the TV already so he has no idea why Joe is snickering like an idiot.
Meredith throws Joe a disgusted look. "I'm sorry you had to witness that."
Nick finds himself dozing off. His thick brown eyelashes closing slowing over his gorgeous hazel eyes.
Chapter Six
Nick is awoken by Joe nudging him,
"Nick wake up, it's over."
Nick groggily opens his eyes and looks at his brother standing over him. Wow how long have I been asleep, Nick wonders. Joe walks away.
Nick slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes. Meredith is up by the TV taking out the DVD. Kevin is sitting with his arm hung over the back of the couch. Nick's twinge of jealousy comes about again as he wonders what Meredith and Kevin had done while he was sleeping. Joe has moved to the floor because Meredith parents are laying on the bed.
Nick speaks, "Guys I think we need to go. Or at least I do, since obviously I can't stay awake."
Joe doesnt say anything as he clasps his tanned arms around his knees. Nick waits for a response from somebody but it's as if no one hears him. He gets up and strecthes, his pants riding low, showing a small amount of pubic hair.
Meredith comes and sits down again next to Kevin, and he begins talking to her in a low voice. Nick chooses to ignore them as he walks toward the door. Meredith's mom sits up in bed and looks at Nick.
"It was so nice to meet you, Nicholas." she says giving a half smile.
"Same to you." Nick says aiming that comment toward both her and her husband, who is actually asleep himself and snoring a little.
Meredith rises up off of the couch and walks toward Nick. She looks him in the eyes and his heart begins to sink lower into his chest.
Stay like this, Nick greedily thinks to himself.
"Thanks for coming. I hope you liked the movie." Meredith says to him and then turns around half way to say to all three Jonas Brothers,
"I am so excited about your guys' concert tomorrow.." she looks at the clock and laughs a little "today I mean."
Nick opens his arms to hug her and she embraces him. For a split second she runs her fingernails down his back and he gets a tingly sensation all the way to his toes and back. She stops though and releases the hug. Nick looks toward Kevin to see if he saw this happen. He doesn't seem to have noticed anything strange because he is still sitting on the couch with his arm flung over the top of it, smiling.
As Nick pulls away from the hug he smiles at her slightly and then walks toward the door. He opens it, says "See you guys later." and walks out.
~~~Once back at the JB hotel room with Nicholas~~~
"Damnit. Why does that always happen?" Nick asks himself aloud as he stands in the bathroom, undressing. He is now too pissed to sleep and decided a shower might cool him off a bit, both figuratively and literaly. As he quickly pulls his shirt over his head, he gets it stuck on his nose and curses again,
"sh!t".
Thoughts are filling his head as he looks into the mirror at himself. His reflection in the mirror beeming back at him. All those girls tell me I'm beautiful, but all I see is a small framed body, not big enough biceps and an awkward patch of hair running to my belly button. How is this beautiful?
Nick steps out of his p.j pants and kicks them toward the bathroom door. He walks to the shower and turns it on, full blast. He walks back to the sink and squats down to open a cabinet. He pulls out a green wash cloth,a body towel and hair towel. He stands back up.
~~~Meanwhile back in Merediths room~~~
Joe is now sitting on the loveseat, where Nick had just been moments before.
Meredith is flipping through the channels when Joe says, "Stop. stay here!! It's Barney!!"
Meredith looks at him as if he were on LSD or something. Joe just grins back at her. His favorite song comes on; the 'Barney Bag' song!!
Meredith pokes Kevin playfully and asks in disbelief,
"If he joking?!"
Kevin laughs, "Nope, sadly he isn't!!! This is Joe's favorite show."
"I used to have a glow-in-the-dark Barney shirt when I was a kid, and I use to go and hide in my closet with the lights off and stare at it!!" Joe says beaming like a complete idiot. " Actually I still have the shirt somewhere on the tour bus. It's like a security thing. Ya know, like if Big Rob can't save me, then my super-glowy Barney shirt will save me!!" He continues, making himself seem even more like an idiot. He doesn't care.
Chapter Seven
Nick places the towels on top of the toilet lid, and uses his thumbs and pointer fingers to slide his boxers off. Once they hit the floor he steps out of them and kicks them away. He slides open the shower curtain and steps under the steaming hot water, closing his eyes. He lets it pound on top of his head, wettening his curls, down his face and the length of his fit body. The steam begins to pour over the curtain rod causing the mirrors to fog up.
Nick turns around to face the water, and steps back. Opening his eyes, he grabs his shampoo and squeezes a fairly large amount into his hand. He uses both hands to distribute it into his brunette curls.
What happened to Kevin thinking Malia is hott.. Why doesn't he just find her again and cuddle with her. Why can't I get the girl this time? Nick thinks selfishly to himself as he rinses the shampoo from his hair. The bubbles, along with water, runs down the course of his body, making every part of it wet.
Crap I forgot again Nick thinks as he sticks his arm out of the shower to grab the washcloth sitting on top of the towels that are on top of the toilet.
Nick soaks the cloth and grabs his Axe bodywash and squeezes it onto the cloth. He rubs it together under the water and evenly distributes it all over his body; His face, neck, shoulders, arms, stomach, pelvis, legs, feet and all the way back up his back.
~~~~Meanwhile back to Joe, Kev-o and Meredith~~~
"So tell me about yourself?" Kevin asks Meredith as she brings her legs up on the couch and sits on them.
"What would you like to know?!" She quips back, flirting.
Joe is still watching Barney, grinning and pretty much reciting the words to the episode. Meredith and Kevin are trying to ignore him to the best of their abilities.
"How about: what is your favorite color, and Where you were born?" Kevin asks as he scratches his neck.
"Well, I was born in Illinois, but I moved to Indiana when I was six. My favorite color is Red." Meredith answers truthfully. "How about you? What is your favorite color?"
Before Kevin can reply, Joe's cell phone buzzes. This scares Joe so much that he falls off the couch. He was busy watching Baby-Bop cry over her missing blankie. Meredith and Kevin burst out laughing but stop once they remember its really late and people are asleep.
Joe pulls his phone out of his pocket and looks at it. "Garbo calling" it reads.
Joe flips it open and happily says, "Hey man! What's up?"
"Dude where are you?! I've been knocking on your door for like 10 minutes now. I saw Nick walking down the hall a little bit ago and I was wondering if you guys are having a party or something. But no one is answering." Garbo says, with a bit of aggitation to his voice.
"Oh, uh," Joe looks toward Kevin. Kevin shrugs so Joe continues, "well uh, we're down the hall. At our new friend Merediths room. Nick met her earlier. He
introduced us to her, and she invited us to come watch a movie. RENT. Nick ended up falling asleep, so I woke him up and he left. He left about uh," Joe looks at the clock and continues," about 15 minutes ago."
"oh so he's probably asleep??" Garbo asks.
"Maybe. Maybe not. He might be writing a song or something. You know how Nick is. I'd knock a few more times and see if he answers. If not call me back. Okay?" Joe says into the phone a little more quieter as Meredith mom tosses and turns in the bed close by.
~~~back to Nick~~~
Nick steps under the water again to rinse off his body and he turns the heat higher as it slowly turns cold. His anger is lessening as the water pounds on him.
Calm down, Nick. There's a concert in about 15 hours, you'll meet another girl. It'll be okay. Nick thinks, calming himself down.
Nick quickly turns off the shower. He uses his hands to wring the water out of his curly locks.
He pulls back the curtain and grabs the body towel and carefully dries off his entire body. When he finishes, he wraps it around his waist and grabs the hair towel and dries damp curls with it.
He walks toward the bathroom door and opens it. He automatically hears a loud single knock on the door across the room. Followed by two short knocks and then one more loud knock.
That's Garbo's signal. Nick thinks to himself.
Waist still wrapped up with a towel, Nick struts across the room to open the door.
Chapter Eight
Nick opens the door to see Garbo standing outside his room. He smiles at Nick, but the smile soon fads seeing Nick in nothing but a towel.
"Oh jeez, Sorry I didn't realize you were showering" Garbo says.
"It's fine, Whats wrong?" Nick asks, since it was 3am and Garbo was standing outside his hotel room.
No normal person should be awake at this hour Nick thinks.
"Well I just talked to Joe. He's at some girls hotel room with Kevin?!" Garbo continues talking as he follows Nick into the room.
Nick shuts the door behind him, and as he follows Garbo he tightens his loosened towel around his waist so it doesn't fall off.
"Yah, Meredith. I met her earlier at the soda machine." Nick says so matter-of-factly.
And she's really pretty, and she likes Kevin. And they are snuggling on her couch. And Joe is still there. Probably watching some dumb TV show while they make-out Nick's brain wonders away.
"So you think its a good idea, that they're" Nick's towel has become loosened again and before he can tighten it, it falls down to his feet, which exposes himself to Garbo. "so Big." Garbo finishes blushing like an idiot.
He hurridly says "Oh my God, Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. I'm so sorry. Forget that Please. Please forget what i just said. Okay,Wow I am So embarrassed." Garbo blubbers like a child begging for mercy.
Nick's entire face has turned a shade of fuchia. He quickly grabs his towel, and yanks it back up, not letting go of it. He's holding it so tight to himself he can barely breath.
Garbo slaps one of his big hands up to his eyes. He takes in a hollow breath and tries to continue his sentence before he let out that embarrassing slur.
"So uh, what's she like? this girl Joe and Kevin are with, i mean."
Okay, so I am so embarrassed. That was not supposed to happen. But wait he said "so big"...No no no.. Nick stop thinking like that...Okay tell Garbo it's okay...forget this just happened...."so big"? Huh? Seriously Nick STOP Nick's mind is contradicting itself.
"She's pretty." Nick says, walking to his suitcase to get clean clothes. "Be right back" he says as he walks into the bathroom.
Chapter Nine
Once Nick is alone in the bathroom he breathes a huge sigh of relief.
Okay, I'm gonna get dressed. We will never bring this up again. Ever.
Nick carefully locks the door, double checks it, then drops his towel to the floor. He grabs his clean boxer-briefs and steps into them. He shimies them onto his hips as he pulls them up.
I think I should text Joe. It's time they get home. Since we do have a concert and all.
~~~Back to Meredith's room~~~
"Mmhmm" Meredith coos as Kevin leans his forehead to hers. In the moment it is all very cute. For them.
Joe is not so appreciative of the situation. Pretty soon Barney is over and Joe begins to feel lonely.
"Hey Kev, I think we should be heading back soon. Mom and dad would sh!t if they knew we were not asleep." Joe says, interrupting Meredith and Kevin's little lovey-dovey-gonna-make-me-barf, moments.
Joe's phone buzzes again, this time he doesn't fall off the couch.
A text from Garbo.
" Joe its late. come back. concert 2maro."
what are you, my mother for crying out loud Joe thinks to himself.
"Who's it from?" Kevin questions Joe.
"Garbo. He's acting all parental. But seriously dude, we need to get some sleep so we can perform well." Joe continues adding a bit of assertiveness to his voice.
~~~Back in the Bathroom with Nicholas~~~
Nick reaches for his phone, but soon realizes that it's out on the table. He was naked when he walked into the bathroom, and usually when you're naked, you have no pockets to hold a phone in.
what is up with me tonight? I'm acting like a complete idiot.
~~~in the hotel room with Garbo~~~
Garbo relaxes onto the bed that he is sitting on. He kicks off his sandles, turns onto his side and brings his legs up to his chest.
I could totally fall asleep here.Garbo thinks.
~~~Meredith's room~~~
Joe rises up from the couch and nudges Kevin's knee with his.
Meredith and Kevin rise simultaneously and interlock in a hug.
"I'll see you later, Mer." Kevin says changing his voice to make it seem sweet, but sexy all in the same. Meredith grins her half smile and kisses Kevin on the cheek.
"I'm glad we met. I can't wait to see you perform." She purrs to him seductively.
God, get me away from here. I should've left when Nick left. But wait, I would've missed Barney. Scratch that thoughtJoe thinks. He shoves his phone into the pocket of his shorts and walks toward the door.
Reluctantly, Kevin follows.
"Goodnight, sleeptight." Meredith calls to both Joe and Kevin as they exit the her hotel room.
~~~Back at the Jonas hotel room~~~
Nick finishes getting dressed in the bathroom and he walks out shutting off the light.
Think green! Nick consciously thinks.
As Nick walks toward the bed where Garbo is laying with his back to him, he can tell that Garbo has fallen asleep.
Nick shuts off the lamp beside Garbo, and walks toward his bed.
There is a click at the door and enters Joe, with Kevin trailing not far behind.
"Oh holy sh!t. I thought you'd be asleep." Joe curses as he sees Nick sitting up in bed.
Kevin looks at garbo who is asleep on his bed and laughs.
"Man he must be tired."
Nick lays down and within seconds he is asleep. Joe goes over to his queen sized bed and pulls back the comforter. He slips his lean body into it and moans with acceptance at the amazing feeling of cold sheets.
Kevin goes into the bathroom to change into his P.J's and comes out to find both his brothers asleep in their beds and Garbo asleep in his.
Not wanting to wake anyone up, Kevin decides to text Meredith.
"I dont have a bed to sleep in here. Can I crash there?"
CHAPTER ONE!!!!
"One hundred and six *Joe grunts* One hundred and seven *grunting continues* one hundred and eight... Okay I'm done" Joe says collapsing onto the floor of the hotel room. He lays there, shirtless and sweaty. Nick walks into the room with a towel around his waist, " Joe what are you doing laying on the floor. Are you okay?"
"Yes, dummy. I was doing push-ups." Joe says getting defensive.
Nick walks toward Joe and stands beside him, "Mom said we need to get ready. So go get your shower. I think Kevin's done in there."
"Hey Joe, can I borrow your straightener?" Kevin says poking his head out of the bathroom door.
"Yeah sure I dont care." Joe says rising up off of the floor. His grey shorts are riding low on his hips. He reaches up to the ceiling with his arms to stretch his muscles, causing his pants to sink lower down his butt. Nick walks toward the big bay window across the room and shuts the curtains.
"I'm serious Joe, go get a shower your sweaty." Nick says as if he were the adult.
"Okay FroBro chill out. I'm working on it. " Joe says sarcastically.
~~After their concert that night~~
Kevin collapses onto the bed, "Hey guys, do you remember that girl with the short blonde hair. From the meet and greet." He sighs, folding his arms under his head.
"Yeah, what about her?" Nick asks from across the room. He is pulling one leg out of his jeans. Joe is sitting on his bed next to Kevin's, "You think she was hott too?".
"Yeah, I do. I wonder what her name is." Kevin says.
"It's Malia. Don't you remember?" Nick says, already out of his jeans and standing in only his boxers. He digs into one of his many suitcases beside his bed, looking for his orange muscle shirt.
Kevin leans up onto his forearms and kicks off his brown leather shoes.
"Tonights concert was the best so far on this tour. Do you guys agree?"
Joe's eyes are closed. "Are you sleeping?" Kevin prods.
Instantly he reopens his eyes, "No, I was thinking."
Nick laughs loudly, "Yeah Kev, it was a good one. I'm going to go get a coke from the machine down the hall." He slips his plaid pajama pants on over his boxers and grabs his room key.
Joe calls out as Nick reaches the door "Get me a Mt. Dew"
Nick looks at Kevin, waiting for him to ask for a soda as well. He doesn't.
~~~Outside the room~~~
Nick shuts the door and peers down the length of the hall. It's deserted. "Good" he thinks. The coke machine is around the corner. Once Nick reaches it he hears something.
"Psstt..." He looks around. Nothing. The sound gets louder "PSSTTT.." Nicks head shoots toward his left. Leaning against a wall is a girl. She stands at about 5'7, dirty blonde hair, shy smile.
Nick is startled. "Hi." He says cautiously, glancing around, hoping not to be bombarded with a million screaming girls at this hour of the night.
"Hey" the girl says all aloof. "I'm Meredith." she says grinning. She moves away from the wall and comes slightly closer to Nick. "How was your concert tonight?" she asks him.
"It went well. Were you there?" he says. He is standing in front of the coke machine now. He carefully slips in a dollar bill and selects the Mt. Dew button.
"Nah, I wasn't allowed to go." she answers honestly. She continues to move closer toward Nick. His large biceps begin to tighten up. He is noticing how beautiful she is closer up. She appears to be perfectly curvy. Her voice is soothing as she continues, "How are you doing? With your diabetes, I mean."
Nick calms down some and says "It's doing Okay. I'm having a sugar rush now." he says grinning and looking toward the coke machine as he places another dollar bill into the slot and presses the Dt. Pepsi button. It's not Diet Coke, but its close enough he shamelessly thinks to himself.
~~~Meanwhile, back in the hotel room with Kevin and Joe~~~
Joe is now standing in the bathroom shaving, in his own pajamas. Just bottoms, no shirt. Kevin is searching the web. He starts to laugh, and Joe asks "What?"
Kevin says "Come here and watch this." Joe being the curious boy that he is walks with razor in hand toward Kevin. He bursts out laughing, almost cutting himself.
They are looking at a profile picture of this girls JB fanspace site. Its background is pink and she's holding three baby dolls with each of the Jonas Brothers pictures on them. Joe is the first one to speak "wow, thats retarded." "more like creepy" Kevin says.
~~~Back to Nick and the girl~~~
"Have you seen the musical RENT?" Meredith asks Nick. She steps slightly in front of Nick to get herself a coke. She chooses a Pepsi.
"Not all of it." Nick answers her. "Our schedule has been absolutely packed this week."
"Oh, I see. Well I have it back at my room if you want to watch it. How long will you guys be here?" Meredith manages to ask.
"We leave tomorrow night. We have one more show to do here. Then it's off to California."
Chapter Two
Nick begins to head toward his room, that is until he realizes that Meredith would be following him. He didn't feel like explaining things to his brothers.
"I know its late, but my parents are awake so they wouldn't care if we watched a movie" Meredith explains.
Nick runs this information through he head and shrugs his shoulders,
"Well Okay, if your parents are there."
"They are." She assures.
"First let me tell Joe and Kevin. See if they want to join us, Do you mind?"
Nick wants to know.
"No That's fine. I'd love to meet your brothers." She quips.
~~~Back in their room~~~
Joe is sitting on his bed eating sour patch kids when he remembers about the Mt. Dew Nick was suppose to bring him.
"Kev, How long's it been since Nick left?" Joe asks concerned.
Kevin looks up from his laptop and says, "I dont know. Too long, should we check on him?" Joe is already off his bed, strolling for the door when he hears it unlock and Nick appears.
"Hey doofus, It's about time. Where's my Mt. Dew?" Joe playfully kids. "What took you so lo-" Joe continues but stops mid word when he sees Meredith standing behind his younger brother.
Kevin closes his laptop and grins at Joe. Obviously they're thinking the same thing. Nick found a girl. A very pretty girl.
Nick hands over Joe's soda and Joe opens it.
"Thanks bro. Who's your friend?" Joe asks glancing at Meredith.
Nick starts, "This is Mer-"
"I'm Meredith." Meredith finishes for him. Kevin raises an eyebrow toward the ceiling realizing that she seems very confident.
"I'm in room 219. Down the hall." She continues.
"Yeah, she was at the coke machine too." Nick finally manages to get a word in.
Meredith steps closer to Joe, silently taking in the essence of a shirtless Joe less than 5 feet from her reach!
"Meredith has invited us to come to her room and watch a movie. You guys want to watch RENT?" Nick explains to his brothers, Kevin who is still gapping at his younger brother for finally getting the courage to talk to this beautiful girl, and Joe who is less noticing of the situation in front of him. He seems more interested in the Sour Patch Kids he is holding in his hands. He grabs a handfull of about 10 and shoves them into his mouth, getting sour sugar all over his mouth.
Chapter Three
Meredith giggles at Joe as he uses the back of his hand to wipe away the sticky sugar. Joe grabs Nick by the arm and directs him to the bathroom leaving Meredith standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. Luckily Kevin comes to the rescue.
"Sooo... what's up?" Kevin says obviously to make conversation.
"Umm.. Not a lot. Just in town for the weekend. Parent's business trip. Boring stuff." Meredith explains non-chalantly.
"Sounds...cool... How old are you?" Kevin says.
"17. How old do I look?" Meredith questions with a twinge of flirtation in her voice.
"Uhh...I don't know. You want to see something creepy?" Kevin asks trying to change the subject.
~~~Nick and Joe are in the bathroom~~~
"Soo... did you guys like..." Joe grins.
"God you're a pig sometimes. And no. I just met her." Nick says.
"Well do you like her?? 'cuz if you don't...do you mind, ya know, if I-" Joe starts to say.
"Joe I just met her... Yeah shes pretty... but, i'm not sure." Nick intelligently explains.
Joe walks over to the sink and hops on top of it. He leans back against the cold mirror and sighs at the good feeling it gives him.
Nick gives him a weird look, then opens the door to walk out.
"We should go watch that movie." Joe says as Nick is about to close the door behind himself. He re-pokes his head back in and says, "Well quit being an idiot and come on. And by the way, put on a shirt."
After Nick has left, Joe turns to face the mirror to look at himself. He smiles, and runs his manly hands through his wavy brown hair. He hops down off of the marble countertop and casually walks back into the room.
Meredith is seated next to Kevin on the bed, and they are looking at something on the computer. It must be hilarious because they both keep laughing. Nick is sitting on his bed gazing toward his oldest brother and he can tell he's lost his chance with Meredith. She was hooked on Kevin. Or Joe. Not him.
"You guys ready to go?" Meredith says finally realizing that Joe and Nick had both reentered the room.
The boys nod, and walk toward the door. Nick throws Joe an annoyed look, as if to say "get a damn shirt on." Joe gets the hint and throws a white muscle shirt on. He dramatically does this, pulling at the bottoms of both sides of the shirt slowly. He shimmies it in place at his perfect waistline.
Kevin closes his computer and walks toward the door.
Chapter Four
The boys follow Meredith out of their room and down the hall toward hers. Kevin's in step with her as she walks. "So were you at our concert tonight?"
Meredith looks at Nick and smiles as if she just realized that he was there also. He smiles back but with more of an effort. "As I was telling your brother earlier, I wasn't allowed to go." She says sticking her hands into the butt pockets of her jeans.
Joe walks around to the other side of Meredith. The one that Kevin is not already occupying. "Woah, Woah, Woah. What do you mean you're not allowed?"
Meredith Explains, "Yeah, Well my parents are kind of struggling, money wise, and so I couldn't afford-"
Kevin interrupts" we can fix that. Right guys?" He looks both to Joe and Nick.
They both nod.
Nick starts to say something "Remember we have a concert-" but Joe continues for him "We have a concert tomorrow also. Let us talk to our dad. Don't worry we gotcha covered."
Meredith giggles, and stops walking. They are now standing at her room door.
Meredith pulls her hands out of her pockets along with her room key and shoves it in to the key pad on the door. Click. It unlocks.
As soon as she opens the door a tad, they all hear a T.V.
"Mom, Dad. I'm back. I've brought some...friends" she calls opening the door a little more.
Nick notices in the mirror right inside the door, that there are two middle-aged people laying across one of the beds in the room.
The bed squeaks as Meredith's father slides off of it. Joe, Kevin and Nick are now standing inside of Meredith's room wondering if she or they are going to get in trouble.
Merediths mother sits up on the bed and waves as if to signal "come in".
"Hey Mer, introduce us." Meredith's mother says kindly looking from one JoBro to the next. She is pretty for her age, dark eyes, light hair.
Meredith points to Kevin who is still standing beside her.
"Mom, this is Kevin."
"I'm Joseph." Joe says proudly.
Meredith parents look at Nick.
"I'm Nick." Nick extends his hand toward Meredith's father. Meredith's father grins and shakes Nick's hand. Nick thinks to himself One brownie point for me!
"I'm Todd and this is my lovely wife Jenna."
"We're gonna watch a movie. Do you guys care?" Meredith addresses her mom.
Chapter Five
"No of course we don't care." Meredith dad says smiling. "We were actually just talking about taking a swim, if you don't mind." He continues grabbing his swimming trunks that are hanging on a hanger to dry. He tosses Meredith's mom hers.
Merediths mom can't quit smiling at the three adorable young men right in front of her. She can't help but think 'Wow, if only I were 25years younger'. She walks into the bathroom and changes into a little red number.
Nick begins to blush when Merediths mom emerges and looks a lot younger than she is. Meredith notices Nick uncomfortable gaze and she throws her mother a towel. "Use this."
"Thank you Mer. Now We'll be back later okay?! Be Good!!" She follows her husband out the door leaving Meredith, Joe, Kevin and Nick alone.
Joe walks over toward the sitting area in their hotel room and Kevin and Nick follow suit. "I got the couch" Kevin calls, grinning like a dork. Nick shuffles his feet as he walks toward the loveseat, leaving Joe the bed. Joe doesn't seem to mind because he jumps on it, knocking off a pillow. Meredith grabs the DVD and places the disc into the DVD player. This whole time she is laughing at Joe. Meredith grabs the remote off of the TV table and turns around to face the guys. Kevin pats the seat next to him on the couch and Meredith sits down beside him. Joe lays on his back and gazes up toward the ceiling instead of watching the previews.
"Okay guys I'm warning you. This is a sad movie, so I might cry."
Joe looks at her and smiles. "Ah don't worry, Nick always crys at sappy movies too." Nick gives Joe a look of hate and disgust.
~~~~Middle of Movie(during La Vie Boheme scene)~~~~
"Ooo I love this song!!" Joe Bellows when Mark Cohen starts the cheerful song of La Vie Boheme. Joe jumps up off the bed and sings "La Vieeee Boheemmmmmmeeeeeee..." while shaking his hips and banging his head. Kevin begins to laugh hysterically as Meredith bursts into a fit of giggles. Although Nick is still a little peeved at Joe's earlier comment, he cracks a smile. Joe continues to sing as Meredith watches him out of the corner of her eye.
"Okay Joe, you're killing me." Meredith says between her fits of laughter.
Joe hops back onto the bed and tries to chill out. He continues to tap his barefoot to the music.
~~~~Angel's Death Scene~~~~
Joe's eyes become damp with tears as he watches Collins hold Angel as she dies. Meredith is crying too. She wipes away tear after tear. She is leaning slightly into Kevin's arm. He reaches out and places his soft hand on top of hers. She grips it tightly, but not too tight. Nick glances at a crying Joe and thinks meanly to himself 'who's crying now'. But pretty soon he has no room to think this because his beautiful brown eyes are filling with tears. He blinks them away, but they blur his vision.
The only person who is not crying is Kevin. He does not seem embarrased though because he knows how emotional his two younger brothers can be.
Nick's gaze falls on Kevin and Meredith starting to snuggle on the couch. He is beginning to get more peeved. Nick yawns and stretches one arm above his head as he nuzzles his own gorgeously fit body into the sofa. His tight orange shirt rises up some as he scratches his belly. Kevin and Meredith are oblivious to what is going on around them. They are focused on the movie.
Joe rolls over onto his right side as he hears a click at the door. They're home, he thinks. Meredith whispers "crap" and lets go of Kevin's hand. This surprises him a short second but he understands when Meredith's parents enter the hotel room.
"hey! we're back." her dad whispers.
Merediths eyes are still red and puffy. "Mer, honey are you guys watching RENT again? how many times this week is that for you? 4?" Her mom asks.
"shhh..mom.." Meredith whines.
Nick smiles in Meredith's dad's direction. He nods back at him. He is relieved that her mom has her towel wrapped around her lean body.
"I'm going to get a shower, Mer." Her mom says aloud. She whispers to her husband, "you want to join me?" He winks at her. She walks into the bathroom and he follows.
Kevin has turned his full attention to the TV already so he has no idea why Joe is snickering like an idiot.
Meredith throws Joe a disgusted look. "I'm sorry you had to witness that."
Nick finds himself dozing off. His thick brown eyelashes closing slowing over his gorgeous hazel eyes.
Chapter Six
Nick is awoken by Joe nudging him,
"Nick wake up, it's over."
Nick groggily opens his eyes and looks at his brother standing over him. Wow how long have I been asleep, Nick wonders. Joe walks away.
Nick slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes. Meredith is up by the TV taking out the DVD. Kevin is sitting with his arm hung over the back of the couch. Nick's twinge of jealousy comes about again as he wonders what Meredith and Kevin had done while he was sleeping. Joe has moved to the floor because Meredith parents are laying on the bed.
Nick speaks, "Guys I think we need to go. Or at least I do, since obviously I can't stay awake."
Joe doesnt say anything as he clasps his tanned arms around his knees. Nick waits for a response from somebody but it's as if no one hears him. He gets up and strecthes, his pants riding low, showing a small amount of pubic hair.
Meredith comes and sits down again next to Kevin, and he begins talking to her in a low voice. Nick chooses to ignore them as he walks toward the door. Meredith's mom sits up in bed and looks at Nick.
"It was so nice to meet you, Nicholas." she says giving a half smile.
"Same to you." Nick says aiming that comment toward both her and her husband, who is actually asleep himself and snoring a little.
Meredith rises up off of the couch and walks toward Nick. She looks him in the eyes and his heart begins to sink lower into his chest.
Stay like this, Nick greedily thinks to himself.
"Thanks for coming. I hope you liked the movie." Meredith says to him and then turns around half way to say to all three Jonas Brothers,
"I am so excited about your guys' concert tomorrow.." she looks at the clock and laughs a little "today I mean."
Nick opens his arms to hug her and she embraces him. For a split second she runs her fingernails down his back and he gets a tingly sensation all the way to his toes and back. She stops though and releases the hug. Nick looks toward Kevin to see if he saw this happen. He doesn't seem to have noticed anything strange because he is still sitting on the couch with his arm flung over the top of it, smiling.
As Nick pulls away from the hug he smiles at her slightly and then walks toward the door. He opens it, says "See you guys later." and walks out.
~~~Once back at the JB hotel room with Nicholas~~~
"Damnit. Why does that always happen?" Nick asks himself aloud as he stands in the bathroom, undressing. He is now too pissed to sleep and decided a shower might cool him off a bit, both figuratively and literaly. As he quickly pulls his shirt over his head, he gets it stuck on his nose and curses again,
"sh!t".
Thoughts are filling his head as he looks into the mirror at himself. His reflection in the mirror beeming back at him. All those girls tell me I'm beautiful, but all I see is a small framed body, not big enough biceps and an awkward patch of hair running to my belly button. How is this beautiful?
Nick steps out of his p.j pants and kicks them toward the bathroom door. He walks to the shower and turns it on, full blast. He walks back to the sink and squats down to open a cabinet. He pulls out a green wash cloth,a body towel and hair towel. He stands back up.
~~~Meanwhile back in Merediths room~~~
Joe is now sitting on the loveseat, where Nick had just been moments before.
Meredith is flipping through the channels when Joe says, "Stop. stay here!! It's Barney!!"
Meredith looks at him as if he were on LSD or something. Joe just grins back at her. His favorite song comes on; the 'Barney Bag' song!!
Meredith pokes Kevin playfully and asks in disbelief,
"If he joking?!"
Kevin laughs, "Nope, sadly he isn't!!! This is Joe's favorite show."
"I used to have a glow-in-the-dark Barney shirt when I was a kid, and I use to go and hide in my closet with the lights off and stare at it!!" Joe says beaming like a complete idiot. " Actually I still have the shirt somewhere on the tour bus. It's like a security thing. Ya know, like if Big Rob can't save me, then my super-glowy Barney shirt will save me!!" He continues, making himself seem even more like an idiot. He doesn't care.
Chapter Seven
Nick places the towels on top of the toilet lid, and uses his thumbs and pointer fingers to slide his boxers off. Once they hit the floor he steps out of them and kicks them away. He slides open the shower curtain and steps under the steaming hot water, closing his eyes. He lets it pound on top of his head, wettening his curls, down his face and the length of his fit body. The steam begins to pour over the curtain rod causing the mirrors to fog up.
Nick turns around to face the water, and steps back. Opening his eyes, he grabs his shampoo and squeezes a fairly large amount into his hand. He uses both hands to distribute it into his brunette curls.
What happened to Kevin thinking Malia is hott.. Why doesn't he just find her again and cuddle with her. Why can't I get the girl this time? Nick thinks selfishly to himself as he rinses the shampoo from his hair. The bubbles, along with water, runs down the course of his body, making every part of it wet.
Crap I forgot again Nick thinks as he sticks his arm out of the shower to grab the washcloth sitting on top of the towels that are on top of the toilet.
Nick soaks the cloth and grabs his Axe bodywash and squeezes it onto the cloth. He rubs it together under the water and evenly distributes it all over his body; His face, neck, shoulders, arms, stomach, pelvis, legs, feet and all the way back up his back.
~~~~Meanwhile back to Joe, Kev-o and Meredith~~~
"So tell me about yourself?" Kevin asks Meredith as she brings her legs up on the couch and sits on them.
"What would you like to know?!" She quips back, flirting.
Joe is still watching Barney, grinning and pretty much reciting the words to the episode. Meredith and Kevin are trying to ignore him to the best of their abilities.
"How about: what is your favorite color, and Where you were born?" Kevin asks as he scratches his neck.
"Well, I was born in Illinois, but I moved to Indiana when I was six. My favorite color is Red." Meredith answers truthfully. "How about you? What is your favorite color?"
Before Kevin can reply, Joe's cell phone buzzes. This scares Joe so much that he falls off the couch. He was busy watching Baby-Bop cry over her missing blankie. Meredith and Kevin burst out laughing but stop once they remember its really late and people are asleep.
Joe pulls his phone out of his pocket and looks at it. "Garbo calling" it reads.
Joe flips it open and happily says, "Hey man! What's up?"
"Dude where are you?! I've been knocking on your door for like 10 minutes now. I saw Nick walking down the hall a little bit ago and I was wondering if you guys are having a party or something. But no one is answering." Garbo says, with a bit of aggitation to his voice.
"Oh, uh," Joe looks toward Kevin. Kevin shrugs so Joe continues, "well uh, we're down the hall. At our new friend Merediths room. Nick met her earlier. He
introduced us to her, and she invited us to come watch a movie. RENT. Nick ended up falling asleep, so I woke him up and he left. He left about uh," Joe looks at the clock and continues," about 15 minutes ago."
"oh so he's probably asleep??" Garbo asks.
"Maybe. Maybe not. He might be writing a song or something. You know how Nick is. I'd knock a few more times and see if he answers. If not call me back. Okay?" Joe says into the phone a little more quieter as Meredith mom tosses and turns in the bed close by.
~~~back to Nick~~~
Nick steps under the water again to rinse off his body and he turns the heat higher as it slowly turns cold. His anger is lessening as the water pounds on him.
Calm down, Nick. There's a concert in about 15 hours, you'll meet another girl. It'll be okay. Nick thinks, calming himself down.
Nick quickly turns off the shower. He uses his hands to wring the water out of his curly locks.
He pulls back the curtain and grabs the body towel and carefully dries off his entire body. When he finishes, he wraps it around his waist and grabs the hair towel and dries damp curls with it.
He walks toward the bathroom door and opens it. He automatically hears a loud single knock on the door across the room. Followed by two short knocks and then one more loud knock.
That's Garbo's signal. Nick thinks to himself.
Waist still wrapped up with a towel, Nick struts across the room to open the door.
Chapter Eight
Nick opens the door to see Garbo standing outside his room. He smiles at Nick, but the smile soon fads seeing Nick in nothing but a towel.
"Oh jeez, Sorry I didn't realize you were showering" Garbo says.
"It's fine, Whats wrong?" Nick asks, since it was 3am and Garbo was standing outside his hotel room.
No normal person should be awake at this hour Nick thinks.
"Well I just talked to Joe. He's at some girls hotel room with Kevin?!" Garbo continues talking as he follows Nick into the room.
Nick shuts the door behind him, and as he follows Garbo he tightens his loosened towel around his waist so it doesn't fall off.
"Yah, Meredith. I met her earlier at the soda machine." Nick says so matter-of-factly.
And she's really pretty, and she likes Kevin. And they are snuggling on her couch. And Joe is still there. Probably watching some dumb TV show while they make-out Nick's brain wonders away.
"So you think its a good idea, that they're" Nick's towel has become loosened again and before he can tighten it, it falls down to his feet, which exposes himself to Garbo. "so Big." Garbo finishes blushing like an idiot.
He hurridly says "Oh my God, Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. I'm so sorry. Forget that Please. Please forget what i just said. Okay,Wow I am So embarrassed." Garbo blubbers like a child begging for mercy.
Nick's entire face has turned a shade of fuchia. He quickly grabs his towel, and yanks it back up, not letting go of it. He's holding it so tight to himself he can barely breath.
Garbo slaps one of his big hands up to his eyes. He takes in a hollow breath and tries to continue his sentence before he let out that embarrassing slur.
"So uh, what's she like? this girl Joe and Kevin are with, i mean."
Okay, so I am so embarrassed. That was not supposed to happen. But wait he said "so big"...No no no.. Nick stop thinking like that...Okay tell Garbo it's okay...forget this just happened...."so big"? Huh? Seriously Nick STOP Nick's mind is contradicting itself.
"She's pretty." Nick says, walking to his suitcase to get clean clothes. "Be right back" he says as he walks into the bathroom.
Chapter Nine
Once Nick is alone in the bathroom he breathes a huge sigh of relief.
Okay, I'm gonna get dressed. We will never bring this up again. Ever.
Nick carefully locks the door, double checks it, then drops his towel to the floor. He grabs his clean boxer-briefs and steps into them. He shimies them onto his hips as he pulls them up.
I think I should text Joe. It's time they get home. Since we do have a concert and all.
~~~Back to Meredith's room~~~
"Mmhmm" Meredith coos as Kevin leans his forehead to hers. In the moment it is all very cute. For them.
Joe is not so appreciative of the situation. Pretty soon Barney is over and Joe begins to feel lonely.
"Hey Kev, I think we should be heading back soon. Mom and dad would sh!t if they knew we were not asleep." Joe says, interrupting Meredith and Kevin's little lovey-dovey-gonna-make-me-barf, moments.
Joe's phone buzzes again, this time he doesn't fall off the couch.
A text from Garbo.
" Joe its late. come back. concert 2maro."
what are you, my mother for crying out loud Joe thinks to himself.
"Who's it from?" Kevin questions Joe.
"Garbo. He's acting all parental. But seriously dude, we need to get some sleep so we can perform well." Joe continues adding a bit of assertiveness to his voice.
~~~Back in the Bathroom with Nicholas~~~
Nick reaches for his phone, but soon realizes that it's out on the table. He was naked when he walked into the bathroom, and usually when you're naked, you have no pockets to hold a phone in.
what is up with me tonight? I'm acting like a complete idiot.
~~~in the hotel room with Garbo~~~
Garbo relaxes onto the bed that he is sitting on. He kicks off his sandles, turns onto his side and brings his legs up to his chest.
I could totally fall asleep here.Garbo thinks.
~~~Meredith's room~~~
Joe rises up from the couch and nudges Kevin's knee with his.
Meredith and Kevin rise simultaneously and interlock in a hug.
"I'll see you later, Mer." Kevin says changing his voice to make it seem sweet, but sexy all in the same. Meredith grins her half smile and kisses Kevin on the cheek.
"I'm glad we met. I can't wait to see you perform." She purrs to him seductively.
God, get me away from here. I should've left when Nick left. But wait, I would've missed Barney. Scratch that thoughtJoe thinks. He shoves his phone into the pocket of his shorts and walks toward the door.
Reluctantly, Kevin follows.
"Goodnight, sleeptight." Meredith calls to both Joe and Kevin as they exit the her hotel room.
~~~Back at the Jonas hotel room~~~
Nick finishes getting dressed in the bathroom and he walks out shutting off the light.
Think green! Nick consciously thinks.
As Nick walks toward the bed where Garbo is laying with his back to him, he can tell that Garbo has fallen asleep.
Nick shuts off the lamp beside Garbo, and walks toward his bed.
There is a click at the door and enters Joe, with Kevin trailing not far behind.
"Oh holy sh!t. I thought you'd be asleep." Joe curses as he sees Nick sitting up in bed.
Kevin looks at garbo who is asleep on his bed and laughs.
"Man he must be tired."
Nick lays down and within seconds he is asleep. Joe goes over to his queen sized bed and pulls back the comforter. He slips his lean body into it and moans with acceptance at the amazing feeling of cold sheets.
Kevin goes into the bathroom to change into his P.J's and comes out to find both his brothers asleep in their beds and Garbo asleep in his.
Not wanting to wake anyone up, Kevin decides to text Meredith.
"I dont have a bed to sleep in here. Can I crash there?"
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