I'm b.u.r.n.i.n.g. up, *BURNING UP*, with you B-A-B-Y [sequel to "just take a breath]

[MileyRox1174]

I'm b.u.r.n.i.n.g. up, *BURNING UP*, with you B-A-B-Y
[sequel to "just take a breath"]



If you haven't read my FF, just *take* a b.r.e.a.t.h. <3 {JB FF} (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showthread.php?t=67887),
now would be the time to read it. If you don't, you probably won't understand this, but you might if you really try :P


Anyways...here's the sequel to "just take a breath" called, "I'm b.ur.n.i.n.g. up, *BURNING UP*, with you B-A-B-Y"! :)

(BTW, the characters and the Q&A thing is on the first post of "just take a breath", so if you forgot, or want to see that stuff, go to my other FF [link above].)




CHAPTERS
1 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1928781&postcount=2) // 2 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1931323&postcount=13) // 3 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1931630&postcount=16) // 4 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1932061&postcount=24) // 5 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1934527&postcount=28)
6 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1935513&postcount=31) // 7 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1937438&postcount=35) // 8 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1940749&postcount=51) // 9 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1945654&postcount=57) // 10 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1945754&postcount=64)
11 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1945792&postcount=65) // 12 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1945928&postcount=69) // 13 (http://www.mymostwanted.com/forum/showpost.php?p=1946049&postcount=73)
THE END.




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CHAPTER 1

The next day, I heard a knock on the door. I sleepily got out of bed and answered the door.
“Nick? What are you doing here so early?” I asked, yawning.
“Um…it’s not early. It’s noon.”
“Oh, whatever.”
“And I’m here because I never got a chance to talk to you. I want to explain. And I have some questions for you.”
“Fine, come on in.”
He walked in, and I closed the door. We sat down on the couch in my living room, and he got right down to business.
“Look, I’m EXTREMELY sorry for what I did to you. I didn’t know that you would be hurt so much. I thought you wanted to break up with me, so I wanted to break up with you first.”
“Why, because you’re a self-absorbed jerk who doesn’t like to lose?”
“Nooo…because I didn’t want you to think that you had to break up with me for a stupid reason.”
“Oh, so you went right ahead and did it for me now, didn’t you?”
“I—“
“Rhetorical question.”
Suddenly we both smiled. Then as soon as we looked at each other, our smiles were wiped off quickly.
“Anyways, please forgive me. Even if you don’t, I’m SO, SO, SO sorry. Now can I ask you a few questions?”
“Sure, whatever.”
“Okay, um…first, were you going to break up with me?”
“No.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Wait…what? Yes or no?”
“No.”
“No?”
“Yes.”
“Stop confusing me, Ally!!” I laughed at his frustration. It was hilarious.
“No, I wasn’t going to break up with you.”
“Second, how did my breaking up with you so abruptly like that make you feel?”
“How do you think?” I asked sourly.
“Um…horrible?”
“Ding-dong, we have a winner! Somebody go get the cheesy, worthless prizes!”
Nick laughed. I smiled a little, and we looked each other right in the eyes. Then we both stood there solemnly, still staring at each other.
“So um…Ally…I have one more question for you,” Nick began.
“What is it?”
He swallowed before continuing. “Well, I broke up with Katie, so…do you want to be my girlfriend again?”
“No.”
“W-what? Are you serious?”
“Yes, I’m serious. I don’t want to date you again. I’m sorry, I don’t want to love anyone again…I don’t want to be hurt again.”
“You were only hurt by me, how can that be an ‘again’?!”
“Dude, MY PARENTS. Now if you had any self-respect or respect for me for that matter, you would’ve remembered.”
I stood up and walked over to the front door. I had my hand on the handle when Nick said, “I did remember…but you said that they had NEVER loved you.”
“They did at some point, Nick. They did. That’s the problem with love; you never know what’s going to happen and if you’ll be safe.” I opened the door and motioned him out.
He obeyed, only stopping to say, “Then I guess this ends our friendship too.”
“I guess it does,” I said as he walked out the door. I closed it and leaned back against it. This was bound to happen, I thought. It had to happen sooner or later. There’s no way we could’ve stayed friends anyways…or was there?


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CHAPTER 2

I changed into a pair of skinny flare jeans and a white tank top and my gray Converse. My hair was down and straight (as always) and I grabbed my cell phone. I walked out the door (after brushing my teeth and having lunch, obviously), and started down the sidewalk to the edge of the road. I saw the Jonases looking out their window, and then I saw Kevin and Joe come outside, with Nick in tow behind them.
Ugh, I thought. Just what I need.
I picked up the pace, turning a walk into a jog, jogging down to the corner of the cul-de-sac. Soon Kevin, Joe and Nick were all running towards me, but I caught a cab before they got close enough to say anything. I asked the driver to bring me to Disneyland, and he nodded his head. It was only like, 15 minutes away, so I stared out the window at the passing houses, businesses, wildlife, and dreams dissolved in the mist.
I stepped out of the car, put my red Rayban sunglasses on, and strolled to the ticket booth. I bought one, 1-day park-hopper ticket (meaning I could go from Disneyland to California Adventures, because they’re connected, as many times as I wanted that day). I stood in line to go into Disneyland first, and when I finally got in, I headed straight for Space Mountain.
I went on so many other amazing rides in Disneyland, and then decided I wanted to go to California Adventures. I got my hand stamped as I left Disneyland (so I could go back in) and walked to the center of all the commotion. There were giant letters that spelled out “California” before the entrances to California Adventures, and I stood before them, just staring in amazement. I had been here—how many times?—and I still was awe-struck by them.
Suddenly an ear-splitting scream behind me brought me back to reality. I was completely confused until I turned around. I saw the Jonas Brothers running through the crowd. I assume they had seen me, because they were pointing at me.
Great. Well, I think it’s time to play a little amusement park hide-and-seek, shall we?
And so the fun began. I ran into California Adventures (obviously after having the ticket person check my ticket and all that junk), quickly glancing behind me to see if the Jonas Brothers were coming in too. They were. They had actually been right behind me, but they were mobbed by all these girls, of which did not have any tickets to either park and did not get any. Wow, those girls must’ve been extremely stupid or something.
I took a quick right turn, running to the “Soarin’ Over California” ride. I got in line and stopped, looking behind me. The Jonases were looking around for me, and had finally decided to split up. Nick was coming my way, but didn’t see me. He assumed that I would go on this ride first, because it was closest and the line was short, so he got in line, about 20 people behind me. Surprisingly, he didn’t see me when I turned around to look at him. He needs glasses, I thought. I smiled to myself. The ride boarded, leaving Nick to wait for the next one. I got on, and then off, and he still waited. Now’s my chance, I thought. I sprinted around the park.
But to my horrible accident, I ran right into Kevin while I wasn’t looking. He was standing in front of the “Maliboomer”, the ride I was going to go on next. He turned around. I stood there, wide-eyed, my feet stuck in wet sand.
“Ally? Ally is that you?”
My sunglasses were off and hanging from the belt loop on my jeans. “Uh…um…I…”
“ALLY! It’s you!! Come with me,” Kevin said, grabbing my arm.
I tried to yank it away, but couldn’t. Soon Joe and Nick found us and I was standing there like a trapped animal. I kept trying to get my arm back, and finally succeeded. I pulled on it as hard as I could, and Kevin’s hand slipped off of it. I got my footing, and sprinted to the Tower of Terror, with the three brothers following close behind. I stopped at the entrance to look behind me. They were pretty far behind (I had stalled a lot, by pushing people behind me and stuff), and I looked at the wait for the ride. It said 13 minutes, but it always said that, so I ran on, over-confident in my luck. And that over-confidence helped. We got on the ride as soon as I ran in, and the doors closed. The first part of the ride commenced (the part where you watch the video in that little room) and then we walked down to where you wait for the elevator. I got on the ride. Just before the picture was taken, I threw up both my hands, forming the “rock on” sign, smiling. I looked out the big window thing that opens when you go up, and amazingly, I could see the Jonases looking up, watching and waiting. As soon as the ride stopped going up, and we got off, the Jonases ran into the store. They looked at the pictures, and I was in one of them. They looked around for me.
I was hiding in the clothes racks and behind large groups of people. Soon I ran out, and the Jonases looked at the exit and saw the back of my shirt, my foot, and my hair blowing in the slight breeze behind me. They started sprinting out of the store, and finally caught up with me. I ran even faster, not caring if I fell down and passed out after a while. And I did.
Once we got to the ride “California Screamin’”, I collapsed about 20 feet from the entrance. I fell to the ground, rolling onto my back. I was breathing as heavily as I’ve ever breathed in my life. I couldn’t feel any part of my body, just my heart beating out of my chest. I closed my eyes, and finally regained feeling in my body. I felt like I was going to die; I couldn’t breathe at all, I couldn’t catch my breath.
The Jonases ran over to me, and I could feel them grab my hands. I squeezed as hard as I could, digging my nails into their hands. They let go immediately, and stepped back. I finally caught my breath a little, and opened my eyes. I sat up, pretending to be all apologetic and not wanting to run anymore, but I was totally faking it.
They helped me stand up, and I sort of stood there, looking around. I planned out my escape plan while we were just standing there in silence. I decided to run back to “Soarin’ Over California”. They followed, confused and annoyed. But they didn’t follow me the way I was running, they went the opposite way. I thought I would get there before them, but we got there at the same time. They tried to stop me, but I ducked down and did a forward roll. When their arms were down, closer to the ground, I did a quick front handspring to get back onto my feet. I turned around and they were running for me. Joe grabbed my waist. I felt really bad doing this, but I had to. I did a cartwheel, pulling Joe down to the ground. He didn’t fall hard, but I felt really bad. I said a quick, “Sorry,” and then ran off again. They got up and sprinted for me again. Now my running away from them turned into a full-out gymnastics display. As soon as they’d get close to me, I’d do a few back handsprings, and run the opposite way. At one point, they had actually gotten extremely close to me, and tried to grab my arm. I jumped high into the air, curled into a tight ball, and did a flip to get out of their reach. Then I started running again. I hid behind a tree, my hands on my knees, breathing heavily. They ran right past me, so I decided to just run out of the park completely. I caught a cab as soon as I was out, and had the driver bring me home. I was so out of breath and sweaty I couldn’t think straight. Suddenly I saw a car next to the cab on the road, and it didn’t make me very happy.


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CHAPTER 3

I stared out the window, looking through the window of the car next to us. I caught eyes with one of the people in the car, and realized that it was Nick. And Joe and Kevin were sitting next to him. This is the perfect time to confuse Nick, I thought. He will think I like him, when I really don’t. Yeah.
So I stared at Nick, who was staring back at me, and smiled a mysterious, devilish smile. I winked, and—perfect timing—we drove through a green light and they had to stop. Yes, yes, yes! Perfect! Thank you, cab driver.

>--+{NICK’S POV}+--<

Dang, we missed the light. God, I hate it when that happens. But the only thing I am more annoyed about is…that Ally winked at me. She smiled at me and WINKED at me. What is that supposed to mean?
I told Kevin and Joe, and all Kevin could say was, “Go to her.”
“Dude, what is wrong with you? We’re kind of in a CAR right now, DRIVING on the ROAD!!”
“So? When we get home, because I assume that’s where she’s going, you need to go over to her house and talk to her.”
“But we’re not even friends anymore!”
“Again, so? That doesn’t matter. You need to try to heal the wounds that have been getting deeper and deeper over time.”
God, I hate it when he goes all fortune-cookie on me. It’s annoying, but then again, he had a point. She had been through all of this horrible stuff, and all I did was add to it. I’M SUCH A HORRIBLE PERSON!!
We were finally next to Ally’s cab again, and we saw her turn onto our street. Perfect, I thought. I can talk to her now…even though I really don’t want to. I saw her open the door, pay the cab driver, and run into her house. As soon as we got to our house, I got out and sprinted to her house. I knocked on the door like a thousand times, rang the doorbell a thousand more times, but she refused to answer it. I suddenly remembered that she had a balcony at the back of her house, leading to her room. I climbed up a terris, pulling myself onto the balcony. I tried the door, and it was unlocked, so I quietly walked in and shut it behind me. I was standing in her doorway when she came up the stairs. She stood in front of me.

>--+{ALLY’S POV}+--<

“How did you get in here?!” I screamed in Nick’s face.
“I climbed onto your balcony and the door was unlocked, so…” he answered calmly.
“YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE?!?!!”
“Well, I wouldn’t say it that way but—“
“YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE?!?!!” I repeated.
“Well, yes. But I didn’t want it to be like this, I just wanted to talk to you.”
“About what? About how you hate me so much and you regret that you said you loved me before? Huh? HUH?!”
“No, of course not! I don’t hate you at all, Ally! Why won’t you believe me?”
“Because you deliberately dumped me when I didn’t even know you were going to. You cheated on me and THEN dumped me. What’s your explanation for that?”
“I didn’t cheat on you before that one kiss though. I asked her out as soon as she got there, which was like, 10 minutes before I kissed her. I actually HAD forgotten to tell you. I’m SO sorry, Ally. Please, PLEASE forgive me,” he explained, looking at me with those big, brown, innocent eyes.
Ugh I couldn’t resist those amazing eyes. I just couldn’t. I had to forgive him, I had to…
“Well…I….” I stuttered.
“You what?”
“I…I can only forgive you if you promise me something.” I walked closer to him. Tears formed in my eyes. Soon we were so close that he had his hands on my waist.
“Of course. What is it?”
“Promise me…you’ll never do something as mean as that again, and you’ll never leave me alone.” I started to cry, and he hugged me tightly. I hugged him back, and I had never felt so happy. I wiped my tears with a tissue, and he let go of me.
“Can I ask you something too?” He asked.
“Sure.”
“Will you…be my girlfriend again?”
I smiled. “Absolutely.”

>--+{NICK’S POV}+--<

I smiled back and kissed her gently on the lips—a kiss that only lasted about a second. It left her wanting more, I could tell. I also wanted more though, so I couldn’t blame her. I kissed her again, and soon we were engaged in a long, passionate kiss. She was leaning against the wall at one point (still standing) and I had my hands on her waist, while she had her arms wrapped around my neck.

>--+{ALLY’S POV}+--<

Dang that boy could kiss. I had completely forgotten how amazing he was. I mean, he seems so reserved and shy and all that, but then when he kisses…WOW.
He pushed his lips against mine even harder. His tongue slid across my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth to let him in. The things he could do with that tongue. They sent chills down my spine, and I was enjoying every second of it.
While still kissing, I walked away from the wall and we were standing in the middle of my room, making out. He ran his hands through my hair, and we finally broke apart. We stared at each other for a few seconds, and I slipped my fingers into the belt loops of his jeans. I pulled him closer to me, and we started to make out again.
It went on for a few more minutes, and we broke apart. Nick was breathing heavily.
I hugged him as tight as I could, thinking about how grateful I was to have been wearing waterproof makeup. As soon as we let go, we started to talk about what happened earlier that day.
“I’m so sorry for running away from you guys like that,” I apologized, looking at my feet.
“Why did you?”
“I didn’t want to talk to you. I really did like you, but I didn’t want to seem vulnerable or weak or anything. It was conceited, and I’m extremely sorry.” I was still looking at my feet.
He gently grabbed my chin with his hand and lifted my head. “It’s okay. I knew you were going through a lot. I forgive you, and so do my brothers.”
I smiled a big, bright, ear-to-ear smile. His eyes sparkled. “Let’s go back to my house,” he said.
We walked out, him with a hand around my waist. Nick opened the front door, letting me go in first, and Joe and Kevin automatically knew what had happened. They were smiling, happy we had made up.
“Are you two…?” Joe asked.
“Yep,” I answered.
Kevin smiled and gave Nick an “I-told-you-so” look. Nick rolled his eyes and walked over to me. He put his hand around my waist again.
“Wanna play some video games?” Nick asked all of us.
“Sure, how about Rock Band?” I asked, and the boys’ faces automatically brightened. I laughed.
We went into their game room (yeah, a game room for video games), and set up Rock Band. They had two guitars, a drum set and a microphone. Kevin and Nick chose the guitars, Joe chose the drums, and I chose the microphone. We played a lot of songs, and they were all amazed at my singing talent. I just smiled.
“There are still a lot of things you don’t know about me,” I repeated from weeks before.
My cell phone rang, and I answered it.
“Hello?”
“I’m coming for you, Ally. I’m coming for you.”
“Who is this?”
“Don’t bother worrying. I’m coming for you. You’re not safe anywhere.”
“Hello, answer my question!” I was starting to get annoyed.
Suddenly the person on the other line began talking in a really scary voice. “Who am I to tell you…that you are going to die tomorrow?...”
“What’s…what’s going on? WHO ARE YOU?” Nick, Joe and Kevin all looked at each other worried.
Again with the scary voice, “Who am I to tell you…that your heart should be filled with sorrow?...Who am I to tell you…I’m going to find you?…Who am I to tell you…I will not show mercy to you?...Who am I to tell you…I’m standing right behind you?...”
I turned around and looked behind me. Suddenly I saw a figure, a blurry, almost translucent-looking figure. I couldn’t see the face or recognize the body though. I heard heavy breathing, then the phone being hung up on the other line, and I dropped my phone. I screamed, and the figure dissolved into thin air.



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CHAPTER 4

“D-d-did you see th-that?!?!!” I screamed.
“See what, Ally?” Nick asked, running over to me.
“The…the figure…the…it was…it was…he’s…coming for me…” I said, almost in a daze.
“Who’s coming for you?” Kevin asked, concerned.
“I…I…I don’t know…he…tomorrow…I’m going to…die…he said…” I couldn’t collect my thoughts enough to put them into real sentences.
Nick stopped in front of me and hugged me tightly. I was so scared…I didn’t know what had just happened or what would happen. “You’re not going to die…why would you die?” He asked.
“I…he said…I don’t know…but he…tomorrow…I’m scared Nick…”
“Why don’t you stay with us tonight?” Kevin asked. “We can make sure you’re safe.”
“O-okay…thank you….so much.”
It was already like, 8 o’clock, so we just sat upstairs in Nick’s room. At every sound the house made, like the creaking of a floor board or something, I cringed and got extremely scared.
“Al, you’re too paranoid. Nothing’s gonna happen to you while we’re here,” Nick comforted me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
“Alright…yeah…I’ll be fine. Right?”
“Of course you’ll be fine. Just don’t worry about it.”
Suddenly I heard a voice. But it didn’t sound like the voice on the phone. The voice said, “I’m coming for you…I’m coming for you…”
I got all wide-eyed and screamed. “DID YOU HEAR THAT?!?!”
“Ally, you’re WAY too paranoid. You’re probably just tired or something. We didn’t hear anything,” Joe answered.
“B-but…I…and the voice…and the call…and…”
Nick put his hand over my mouth. I closed my eyes and calmed down with the feeling of Nick’s hand on my face. He took his hand off and kissed me gently.
“You’ll be fine…as long as you sleep with me tonight.” Now, if you didn’t know what had happened and you just heard that sentence, you would’ve thought that their purity rings were just lies. But they weren’t. It’s not like we did anything like that.
Joe and Kevin agreed with Nick. “Why don’t Joe and I sleep on the floor in here tonight also?”
“Kevin, are you kidding me?! You KNOW how much I hate sleeping on the floor!!” Joe said.
“I’m serious, Joe. She is scared and we need to be there for her! YOU’RE SLEEPING ON THE FLOOR TONIGHT!!”
“Fine. Sorry.”
Soon we all changed into our pajamas and Nick, Joe and Kevin lied down. I was pacing around the room, scared.
“I don’t want to sleep. I don’t want to be killed in my sleep!”
“You won’t be. Just come over here and lay down with me. You’ll be fine. Promise,” Nick said, yawning, and then he winked.
“Alright, fine. I give up,” I said, smiling. I got into Nick’s bed with him (hehe) and lied on my side. He lied behind me, hugging me close to him. We fell asleep like this.
I woke up late that night. I don’t know what time it was, but I had heard voices and footsteps. Now it was more than one person, and it sounded like they had broken into the Jonas’ house. Unfortunately, Denise and Paul (their parents) and Frankie were away for a few days, so it was only us four and…whoever was in the house. I tried to get up, but Nick’s arms were tightly wrapped around me. But he was already awake. He obviously had been for a while, but remembered that he had promised to stay with me, so he didn’t get up. I turned my head so I was facing Nick, and he looked at me. Our eyes had both adjusted to the darkness, so we could see perfectly fine.
I pulled on his arms to let go of me, and whispered (almost inaudible), “I’m going downstairs. I want to know who…or what’s in the house.”
“No, I’m not letting you go alone. That’s just what they want to happen,” he whispered, barely audible also.
“Fine, then we’ll go together.”
So we both got up as quietly as possible, and stepped over Joe and Kevin, who were sleeping like rocks on the floor.
“Wait,” Nick whispered. “In case we…um…don’t make it or something…” He kissed me. We broke apart, and slowly and quietly walked downstairs on our tip-toes, our fingers interlocked. I let go of his hand when we got to the bottom of the stairs, and I peeked my head out through a doorway, trying to see if there really were people there. I saw a figure, and walked quietly into the kitchen, hiding behind a table that was super close to where the person was standing. I listened to them talk, and surprisingly recognized the voices and personalities.
“What do we do now? We’ve scared her enough,” one person said.
“We need to figure out how to get her closer to Nick. Otherwise all of this will have to be repeated,” the other person said.
“But we have to tell her sometime. She has to know, otherwise she’ll get really mad at Nick and dump him. Then she won’t talk to him at all, probably for the rest of her life.”
I sat there wide-eyed, behind the table, not breathing at all. Who are these people? And why are they so deranged that they have to scare me to get closer to Nick? I don’t understand!
Suddenly I saw Nick in the doorway too. He was looking for me, I could tell. I tried to get up quietly, but I managed to make as much noise as possible. I slammed my head into the underside of the table, kicked a few chairs, and yelped, “OW!” pretty loud. I saw the lights go on.
“Hehe…” I said nervously.
“ALLY?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN DOWN HERE?!” One of the people said. They had black masks on and black bodysuits on, so I couldn’t tell who they were.
“About…5 minutes…why? And how do you know my name?”
“Well…it’s a long story,” the other one said, taking off his mask. “But long story short, it was Kevin and I.”
“JOE?!?! KEVIN?!?! How could you scare me like that?!”
“We…we…We didn’t want your relationship with Nick to end like it did before, so we wanted to scare you into his arms.”
“I don’t understand…why?”
“You’re our best friend and you two are perfect for each other. We couldn’t stand all the fighting.”
“Does Nick know?” I asked, suddenly looking over at him in the doorway.
“No…he had nothing to do with it,” Kevin admitted.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, we’re positive.”
“So how come he didn’t hear you guys talking and all that…like the ‘I’m coming for you’ thing?”
“We did a little reverse psychology on you…oh and all that stuff was recorded. All the messages, everything. At one touch of a button, we could send it and you wouldn’t know who it was, or where it was from. We’re SO sorry for scaring you like that though. We just wanted you and Nick to stay a couple, no matter what happened.”
“Aww, I love you guys!!” I hugged them and Nick walked over to us.
“Dudes, that was really low of you, but…thanks.”
“No problemo, bro,” Joe responded.
“So…what now?” I asked.
“Let’s go back to sleep, shall we?” Kevin finished the conversation, and we all went back upstairs in silence.
“Wait,” I said, stopping. “What about…that figure thing that I saw before I dropped my phone earlier today?”
“Oh that? That was us just playing with your mind. It was a hologram that came from the message that only you could see.”
“Oh…okay then. Thanks.”
“Mhm.”
So we went back upstairs and fell back asleep. Nick and I were in the same position as before, and he kissed my head. We fell asleep, and woke up late the next morning.


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CHAPTER 5

When I woke up the next morning, Nick, Joe and Kevin were sitting on the ground playing cards. I got out of Nick’s bed, ruffled Nick’s hair, and sat down next to him. He was winning. They were playing War.
I looked at the clock mindlessly.
“OH MY GOD. I have to go!!”
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“I…um…bye!!” I kissed Nick quickly and ran out of their house.
“What’s her deal?” Kevin asked Nick as I ran out.
“I don’t know. She didn’t tell me she had to go anywhere today…” He responded, confused.
I sprinted to my house, changed, brushed my teeth, ate a quick breakfast, grabbed my tote bag (which had some stuff that I needed in it) and ran to the corner of the street. I caught another cab, and the driver drove me to a theatre.
I paid him, and got out. I walked into the theatre, and signed in on the list. I looked in my bag to make sure I had everything—sheet music, monologue, personal information, water, my iPod, and my cell phone. Perfect. It was all there. And to my surprise, I was up next…or, that is, in 2 minutes.
When those 2 minutes were up, I walked into the auditorium. I walked onto the stage, handed my sheet music to the pianist, and introduced myself.
“Hello! What’s your name?” A lady at the desk in front of the stage asked me.
“Hi! I’m Ally Ramsey.”
“Well hello there, Ally Ramsey. What will you be doing for us today?” A man at the desk asked politely.
“For my monologue, I’m doing an excerpt from the Broadway musical Legally Blonde. My song is also from that musical.”
“Alright then, start whenever you like!” The woman said.
I began my monologue, completely in character, but adding my own flair to it. I did it perfectly. I wasn’t nervous at all either, so that helped too. The man and woman at the desk clapped, and I began my song. I sang part of the song “Keep it Positive” (I think that’s what it’s called) perfectly. I did everything perfectly. I was so proud of myself. And I’m sure Nick would’ve been to if he had known.
The man and woman stood up and clapped when I was done. I curtsied, and thanked them. They thanked me and I left. I walked back out to the waiting room and learned that I was the last one to audition.
Oh, did I forget to mention it? I was auditioning for a new TV show…it’s going to have singing in it too, so you had to be able to sing to get the part. But it’s a Disney show. I don’t know what it’s called or what it’s about, though.
It only took the two people at the desk 10 minutes to decide. And during those 10 minutes, I was texting Nick back and forth so much I put my phone on vibrate.

Where r u Ally?

I’m auditioning.

Auditioning? Where?

@ some theatre. I dunno where.

What r u doing now?

Txting u while w8ing for the people to decide who got the part.

What r u auditioning for?

A Disney TV show.

What’s it called?

I dunno. Oh they’re coming out right now. g2g.

Oh. Lemme know how it goes, k?

Mhm. Bye. Love you!

Love you more!! <3

Then I closed my phone. The woman and man started reading off names. I didn’t hear mine and got nervous. Then they said that those people were NOT chosen to get the part and had to leave. About 30 people left, leaving 10 of us still sitting in the waiting room. Then they read off 5 more names. Those people left, leaving me and four other people nervously awaiting the news. Then they read 3 more peoples’ names, and the other girl and I just looked at each other and smiled.
“Now, we’re very sorry, but the girl that has to go home is…” and then they said the other girl’s name. I was in shock. My jaw fell to the floor and my eyes were wide.
“Congratulations, Ally Ramsey!!”
“Thank you! Thank you SO much!”
“You’re welcome. Now let us explain everything to you…”
So they explained my schedule for the next couple weeks, and the show’s title and description. They had officially made the name of the show “Secrets in the Life of a Wannabe”. Ha ha, fits me perfectly, I thought. The show is about a regular, teenage girl who secretly goes to auditions and concerts every night (her own concerts, BTW). She is undercover obviously and has a secret identity as a pop/rock star, but no one, not even her family knows about it. They just think she goes out with friends or stays in her room a lot. The girl’s undercover name is Ally Alanburg, and her real name is Alexa Amesbury. Alexa has secret crushes on celebrities, secret concerts and auditions, and more. She daydreams about how her life would be if she was just a superstar, instead of an undercover one, but she knows her parents don’t support her at all in that way. They both want her to be a lawyer or something in that department when she gets older. But can she keep her secret from everyone, living her dream life only at night and during vacations?
It sounds cheesy, but if you were the one that was going to be acting it out and singing and becoming famous and all that, you would realize how awesome it was.
My schedule was that I was going to be filming for two weeks, pretty much rapid-fire filming—as in, 5 episodes every week (a “week” was only 5 days, by the way), so one episode a day. Then for a week after that, we had promotional photoshoots, magazine photoshoots, everything. The week after that, I was going to have the opportunity to record a CD! A self-titled CD! Because they knew how talented I was and how much I loved singing. I had over 100 songs already written, most about my life and Nick and just my emotions. Some were totally random, but amazing.
I couldn’t believe it though. I had to meet at this warehouse thing near where they film “Wizards of Waverly Place” and “Hannah Montana” next Monday, and it was already Friday.
I called Nick and explained everything to him, every little detail. He was so in shock that he couldn’t talk for a minute. Then I started screaming and he started congratulating me and—you should’ve heard it—screaming. A girly, high-pitched, scream. It was so funny how happy he was. He told his brothers and I got a cab to drive me home.
I got out of the cab at the Jonas’ house, and rang the doorbell. Joe looked through one of the windows to see who it was, and I waved at him. He opened the door immediately, and Nick ran over to me and hugged me.
“CONGRATULATIONS!!” They all screamed.
“Thanks! It’s so exciting!”
“I knew you had it in you,” Nick whispered in my ear. “I knew you could do it.”
I giggled and blushed. “Thanks,” I said as we let go of each other.
All we did for the rest of the day was talk about it, sing, play guitar, drums, and piano, hang out, take pictures, and make a HUGE decision.
“So…we were talking to our parents today…” Kevin began.
“Oh, how are they doing on their trip?” I asked.
“They’re doing just fine, thank you for asking. Anyways, we asked them if you could…well…”
“Move in with us. And they said yes! Well, if you want to at least,” Nick finished for him.
“Really? I can move in with you guys?! That’d be the most awesome thing ever!! But why did you ask that?”
“Because you seem really lonely when you’re at home alone. And plus, we just don’t think it’s safe if you’re alone everyday like that,” Nick answered.
“Aw, thank you guys so much!”
“Group hug!” Kevin yelled.
We all hugged.
“Much better!” We all yelled in unison.
Then we started cracking up. “’Camp Rock’ dudes!” I said.
“Yep, yep,” they all replied.
“So where’ll I be? Do I get a room, or…?”
“Of course you get a room. We have an empty one right next to Nick’s too. It’s HUGE, also, by the way,” Joe answered, smiling.
“Let’s check it out then!” I suggested, smiling too.
We walked upstairs and went into the room next to Nick’s. All I could manage to do with my face was open my mouth really wide. “Oh…my…gosh. This is huge! And you’re saying I can have this room?!” This day couldn’t have gotten any better.
“Yeah! Wanna go get your stuff?”
“Sure! Let’s go!”
We ran outside and into my house, carrying all the stuff from my room into their house. This process took all of two hours, seeing as how heavy and big everything was. I moved all my clothes into my closet and dresser, and moved everything else too. Soon my room was all set up in the Jonas’ house. When I went back to my house though, I grabbed anything else that I wanted to have in their house. After that, I locked every single window and door to the house, leading inside or outside, and left the keys in my room. The Jonas’ gave me any keys that I needed for their house, and I attached them to my key ring. Yeah, I had a key ring and I couldn’t even drive yet. ‘Cause I’m cool like that…that’s just the way I roll. Hehe.
And by the end of the day, I was calling the Jonas’ house, my house. I didn’t say “their house” or “your house” or even the “Jonas’ house”…I called it “my house”…and “home.”
That’s what made the day so much better. Moving in with the Jonas Brothers. Now I would never be left alone. I’d always have people who loved me beside me.
And better yet, I got more awesome news. Somehow, someway, Denise and Paul Jonas (their parents) had gotten custody of me. They were my guardians now! Now I didn’t have to worry about my parents. I actually had people that cared about me, loved me, and didn’t want to see anything happen to me.
And that’s officially the truth.


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CHAPTER 6

I woke up the next day and there were no lights on. I looked at the clock and it said it was 4 AM. Well, that explains there being no lights on.
I still got up though. I couldn’t sleep any longer. I wasn’t tired at all. I looked in Nick’s room, Joe’s room and Kevin’s room. They were all asleep. Denise, Paul and Frankie weren’t coming home until Sunday, so obviously they weren’t there. I quietly walked downstairs, made some hot chocolate (the thing that made it didn’t make any noise at all), and curled up on the couch. I turned on the TV and was watching boring soap operas for 4 hours until the boys woke up.
Amazingly, I had gotten really into them, so when Joe came in to the living room to tell me that breakfast was ready, I said, “NOOOO I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO ELIZABETH AND DANIEL!!! I NEED TO KNOW IF THEY’RE DATING OR NOT!! AND I NEED TO KNOW IF MIRANDA, DANIEL’S SISTER, IS GOING TO SURVIVE FROM THAT HORRIBLE CAR ACCIDENT TOO!!”
“Elizabeth? Daniel? Miranda?” Nick asked as he walked into the living room.
“YES,” I answered. “Now let me watch!”
“No, it’s time for breakfast,” Joe said, turning off the TV.
“NOOOOOOO!! You’re gonna pay for that,” I growled.
“Too bad. Soap operas are bad for your brain. This is what happens. But I guess we caught you a little too late,” Joe smirked. I stuck my tongue out at him.
Nick grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen table, where breakfast was set.
“How long have you been awake anyways, Ally?” He asked me while we were eating.
I swallowed what was in my mouth before speaking. “Since 4! I couldn’t sleep!”
“Well, you’re pretty hyper for being up since 4. Did you have coffee?” Kevin asked.
“Does hot chocolate count?”
“No…that doesn’t have caffeine in it. Man, you’re weird.”
“Whatever. I couldn’t sleep at all…I just wasn’t tired. It was weird.”
“Probably because you’re getting used to moving in with us. Your body must just be adjusting.”
“Probably.”
We finished eating. I volunteered to wash the dishes, and they agreed. I took the dishes over to the sink and started washing. Nick came over and helped me dry them.
“Thanks,” I said as I scrubbed a plate.
“Of course, Al. It would feel weird not helping my girlfriend with the dishes anyways,” he smiled his cute, toothy smile.
“Okay, sure, whatever,” I joked. I kicked the back of his leg lightly as I finished washing the last plate. He dried it, and we went over to Joe and Kevin, who were sitting in the living room watching TV with uninterested looks on their faces.
“Wanna watch a movie?” Nick suggested.
We all looked at him, our faces brighter. “Sure!” We said in unison.
We ran downstairs to the home theater, and Nick popped in the movie “RV”. It was a really old movie, but it was great.
I got really tired watching the movie, thankfully. Nick was leaning against the armrest on the couch, and I was lying almost on top of him, my head on his chest. I soon fell asleep, and Nick had his arms around me, holding me. Joe and Kevin were sitting there yawning, completely bored out of their minds because we had watched this movie like 20 times already. Nick was totally bored also. So they decided to put in a more exciting movie—“Lord of the Rings 3”. God, I love those movies. They are awesome! Ha ha, yeah. That just shows how much time I spend with these guys.
I woke up near the end, when Frodo is about to throw the ring into the fire. I opened my eyes and tried to shift my position, but Nick’s arms were firmly locked around me. I just stayed in my position, now getting extremely uncomfortable, the muscles in my legs being strained for no apparent reason. Suddenly I got a HORRIBLE leg cramp and started screaming.
“AHHH!! OH MY GOD OWW!! AAHHHH!!!” I screamed as I wriggled out of Nick’s arms.
“Oh my god Ally, are you okay?! Did I hurt you or something?!” Nick asked as I rolled around on the ground, clutching my leg, screaming.
When the pain finally ceased enough for me to sit up, I responded, “No, no, just a leg cramp. A really BAD leg cramp, might I add!”
Obviously Joe wasn’t concerned, because he was laughing hysterically. He was obviously amused by my pain. Nice brother, I thought. I called him and Kevin my brothers, and Nick too, but we were dating so that would sound weird.
I stood up, limping for a minute because the muscle in my leg was so tight now. I stretched it out, and walked over to Joe, who was still laughing. I punched him, and he stopped instantly, remembering he didn’t want a harder punch, because he knew what those were like.
Nick and Kevin smiled when they saw Joe in pain for laughing at me when I was in pain too. I yawned and looked at the clock. It was already 2 PM. Well, “RV” is almost two hours long, and “Lord of the Rings 3” is like, 4 hours long, so that basically adds up correctly, from starting at 8 AM.
I ran up to my room as soon as I heard my cell ring. I answered it, and Carly was on the other line, screaming.
“ALLY!! ALLY COME QUICK!!! MICHELLE’S DROWING IN MY POOL!!!! WE NEED HELP!!! HURRY!!” She sounded frantic.
I bolted out of the house, and ran over to Carly’s house, into her backyard. That’s when I remembered that she DIDN’T HAVE A POOL. God, how stupid am I?
“There you are! Where’ve you been for the past couple days?” Carly asked calmly.
“Um…at the Jonas’ and other places…Where’s Michelle?”
“Oh, she’s over there eating something. I don’t know what it is, but I really don’t want to anyways. So….how are the Jonases?? How is your relationship with Nick going??”
“They’re okay, I guess. And it’s going good.”
“That’s cool…cause we haven’t seen Kevin or Joe in a few days, and they haven’t called or texted or anything. It’s annoying!”
“Um, Carls, for your information, they’re extremely busy. Tell Michelle and Jessica that Joe and Kevin still like them, but don’t have a lot of time to call or text or anything.”
“Whatever, Ally. So how come you weren’t in your house today? We rang the doorbell like a million times and you weren’t there!”
“Oh, see, about that…um…I kinda moved out.”
“YOU MOVED OUT?! Where did you move to?!”
“Um…you won’t believe me but…I’m kinda, sorta…living with the Jonas Brothers. I moved into their house…they had an extra room for me…”
“YOU’RE LIVING WITH THE JONAS BROTHERS?!?! OH MY GOD THAT’S SO COOL!!”
“Mhm, yeah, I know! So, if you don’t need me anymore, I’m going home…”
“Nope, you can go. Thanks, and bye!”
“Uh, you’re welcome? Bye.”
I walked away quickly, making sure they couldn’t start conversations with me again. They still didn’t understand that the Jonases were like, my absolute best friends in the entire universe. Duh.
As soon as I got home, they asked me what was going on.
“Oh, Carly lied about Michelle drowning in her pool…Carly doesn’t even HAVE a pool.”
They laughed, but Joe didn’t say anything. “What’s wrong, Joe?”
“Nothing, it’s just that…well, Michelle is great and all, but…but she told me things that I didn’t want to know.”
“What do you mean?”
“Come here.” Joe pulled me into a separate room and closed the door.
“See, she…you see, she….she has done bad things, Ally. BAD things.”
“Like, what sort of things?”
“Like…she has ‘done it’ with people she met five minutes before they ‘did it’, she’s stolen things from stores and never returned them, but that’s not even the worst part.”
“What could possibly be worse than that?!?!”
“She…she…Michelle turned your parents against you.”
My jaw fell to the floor, and I stared at him wide-eyed. “S-she-she…she did WHAT?!?!?!” I screamed.
“Michelle made them hate you by lying about what you do at our house. She said that you…’do stuff’…at our house. Also, she said that you hated them because they didn’t support you or something. She also said that you were dating Nick...”
“…something they told me not to do.” I finished for him. “They told me not to have anything to do with you guys anymore. They said they didn’t trust me with boys alone. Now it’s all making sense. But why would MICHELLE do something like that?!”
“I don’t know. I honestly don’t know. But I’m breaking up with her anyways.”
“Joe, don’t break up with her because of what she did to me! That’s no fair at all.”
“I’m not, don’t worry. She’s not that fun to be with. She’s so…boring and reserved when we’re alone. She doesn’t want to talk, she doesn’t want to go out, she doesn’t want to do anything. She’s not really my type of girl.”
“Alright then, but make sure she doesn’t do anything else to turn me against you guys or you guys against me or anything, okay?”
“Of course. Thanks, and see you later…after I’m Michelle-free.”
“Alright, bye!” I hugged him and he left. I watched him walk out the door, and I walked back to Nick, a sad look in my eyes.
“What’s wrong now?” He asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
“Um…Joe can tell you later, okay? I don’t feel like talking about it right now.”
He leaned his head on my shoulder and looked at my face. Then he let go, turned me around, and kissed me. We broke apart, and he stroked my hair. A few minutes later, Joe walked back in, not smiling.
“Are you officially Michelle-free?” I asked.
“Yeah, but you aren’t.”
“Duh, she’s my friend. I’ll just get rid of her somehow—“
“No, not that way. I mean, she’s gonna get you back.”
“Wha-what?”
“She vowed revenge on you someday. She knew it was because of you.”
“But it wasn’t! You said yourself it wasn’t!”
“That’s what I told her, but she didn’t believe me.”
“So…what’s gonna happen?”
“I don’t know. She said to wait for a sign.”
I went over to the front door and was about to close it, when I noticed a piece of paper and a can of spray paint next to it. I picked up the note, unfolded it, and read it. I couldn’t believe what I read and dropped it.



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CHAPTER 7

It only said, “Spray paint the backdrop of the Jonas Brothers’ next concert, ‘I HATE THE JONAS BROTHERS’, and sign it as ‘Ally’.”
I still couldn’t believe it. Everyone would know who “Ally” was by their next concert…in November.
Kevin looked at my confused and upset expression and picked it up. He read it, frowned, then passed it to Joe, and lastly, to Nick. They all had the same expression on their faces. I sat on the steps of the front porch with my head in my hands. Nick came up next to me and rubbed my back and sat down next to me.
“Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out,” he reassured me. I didn’t believe it though. How was I supposed to get myself out of this?
“Doubt it. She knows me like she knows herself; in and out. It’s practically impossible to outsmart her.”
“No it isn’t. We can find a way to outsmart her, I promise,” Joe argued politely (oxymoron! yeahh!). “If we don’t, than you can kill me, but that’s not gonna happen.”
I managed to laugh. I stood up and walked inside, the boys following me. I paced around the living room, trying to think of a way to outsmart Michelle.
“We could…no….oh I know….no that wouldn’t work….I could….nah….you guys could…uh uh….ugh I give up!!” I screamed in frustration.
“Don’t give up, Ally! We’ll find a way, promise!” Joe said. “I always keep my promises!”
And so the thinking continued, the boys finally joining in. Suddenly we all looked at each other wide-eyed.
“I KNOW WHAT WE CAN DO!!” We yelled in unison.
“I can write that on the backdrop…” I began.
“Then sign it as ‘Ally’…” Nick continued.
“But instead of just ‘Ally’…” Joe added.
“You can write a fake last name underneath it! And we can pretend we don’t know who you are, or who wrote that!” Kevin finished.
“PERFECT!” I said, smiling. “We’ve got it! Now we just have to remember this until November.”
“Don’t worry, I have a good memory,” Nick added with a laugh.
Months passed endlessly, and my fame grew quickly, practically overnight. I was the biggest teen star in Hollywood, besides the Jonas Brothers of course. November approached quicker than we had anticipated, and I went to the soundcheck of the very first concert. I took the can of spray paint, which was a gross blood-red, and spray painted the message on the white backdrop. I signed it, “Alyson ‘Ally’ Martin”, to fool people and make sure they didn’t know who I was exactly. But I was still technically following the rules; I had just found a loophole. I watched the rest of the soundcheck and went backstage; making sure no one saw me or got suspicious. I saw Michelle arrive at the concert a few minutes before it began, horrified. She pouted, knowing I’d found a loophole. I smiled at her distraught.
As soon as the concert was over, I gave Nick a kiss, and hugs to all three of them quickly. I hurried out, into a black car, and my driver drove me home. See, I had a DRIVER now, since I was so famous. It was so cool, and as soon as I got back home, it was lonely again. But hey, I wasn’t in a house with just my stuff in it, I was in a house with 6 other people’s stuff in it. Ha ha…wait that wasn’t funny. See how lonely I am? It’s only been a few hours and I’m super bored.
The next day when I woke up, I automatically went on my computer to check my fan sites, my official site, my YouTube, my MySpace, and the gossip sites. It was a habit.
I opened up one of my fan sites, “Ally Ramsey Fan” [original, I know]. I was checking all the recent stuff when I noticed a certain title. It said, “Does she hate the Jonas Brothers??” My jaw dropped and I read the article the site posted. It had pictures at the end. Of me. Spray painting the backdrop. OH MY GOD. OH NO. THIS WAS NOT GOOD. NOT GOOD AT ALL.
But I couldn’t react to it. I couldn’t cry. All I could do was reach for my phone and call Nick. He answered, knowing exactly what it was about.
“I CAN’T BELIEVE THE PAPARAZZI SAW ME!!” I screamed.
“It’s okay, we can fix it. It’s not like it’s the truth. If they ask you anything, just say that you love us and would never do something as stupid as that. Or something like that.”
“I…I can try. But they never believe celebrities anyways! What happens then?”
“Well…they know we’re dating, but obviously they’ll think we broke up, so we just need to show them we are still dating and there’s nothing bad between us and you.”
“When? You’re in like…where are you?”
“Arizona.”
“You’re in Arizona. How are we supposed to show that we’re dating and I’m still friends with you guys? It’s not like I can—“
“Catch a flight to Arizona? It’s worth a try, Ally.”
“But—“
“Please? For me?” I could tell he was faking a puppy dog face on the other line.
“I…fine. I’ll just fly out on my private jet tonight. The concert’s tomorrow, right?”
“Yeah, tomorrow night. Thank you Ally, I love you!! Can’t wait to see you!”
“Alright, and I love you too! Bye!”
“Bye!”
We hung up, and I started packing a couple outfits and stuff for the short trip. I was going to be there—what?—a day? Possibly two? As soon as I was done, I decided to go out to eat (lunch). I don’t know why exactly, but I just felt like going out. Even though the paparazzi were waiting for me, with floods of questions.
As soon as I stepped out of my car, heading into the restaurant, I was flooded with not only people, but millions of questions, like, “Do you really hate the Jonas Brothers?”, “Are you still dating Nick? What happened?” and so many other annoying questions. Couldn’t people just worry about their own lives instead of mine?!
I didn’t smile or wave or anything. I sort of kept my head down, regretting not bringing a bodyguard with me. I tried not to respond to them, all I said was, “I love the Jonas Brothers! They’re my best friends!” and then ran into the restaurant. I sighed; relieved I was free of the paparazzi. I ate my lunch, remembering I had to go back out there. I slowly got up from my table and walked to the door, dragging my feet like I was half-dead or something. I opened the door and went deaf for a split second. I even had to cover my ears and run down the street to get away from them, just to get back to my car. I got in, buckled up, and closed my eyes, dreaming of Nick. And the rest of the Jonases. And what Michelle did to me. What she was STILL doing to me. I wished I could reverse what I did, but I couldn’t. I went on the internet on my iPhone, going to “Ally Ramsey Fans” again. It had only been like, 10 minutes, and the paparazzi had already posted all the pictures online, a video, and an article. GOD, WHEN DO THESE PEOPLE SLEEP?!
I looked at my phone, and it was Nick. He texted me.

R u OK? I saw the pics.

No.

Wanna talk?

Not really.

Please?

No.

Why? R u mad @ me?

No. I just don’t want 2 talk.

OK, lemme know if u do.

OK, whatever. Bye.

Love you!

Love you too…

I closed my phone, frustrated, tears rolling down my cheeks. I was the one that wanted to be famous, and this is what I should’ve expected. I hadn’t. I hadn’t seen the annoying paparazzi in my fantasies of being a celebrity. I hadn’t because I didn’t want to. At the time, I had chosen to blind my eyes from those things. Now I couldn’t get those thoughts and pictures out of my mind. I couldn’t get the burn off of my eyes or the bruises on my heart to heal. I couldn’t get what was on my chest off.
I couldn’t lift the weight of the world off my shoulders.



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I'm sad :(


No one wished me a happy birthday. I mean, I got a PICTURE of a gift, but no "happy birthday!" or anything...(sarcastic)Thanks guys, I love you too. (/sacrastic)


LOL JK JK. More comments...I'll try to write Chapter 8 tonight ;) Like, later tonight though...later later tonight :) But not like, 10 PM. Like, between 7 and 9ish here.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Mouse!
Cake!
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happy birthday!

[MileyRox1174]

Haha thankies so much guys :)

I got like...a thousand "happy birthday"s today at school...and like, two screaming happy birthday songs :P


MORE LATER, as I said before :)

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HERE IS THE BIGGEST
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everrrr!
we love you tons, Lauren!
Hope you have and awesome day!
May all your wishes come true!
Your officially an old lady!
You rock our socksss!

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[MileyRox1174]

HERE IS THE BIGGEST
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everrrr!
we love you tons, Lauren!
Hope you have and awesome day!
May all your wishes come true!
Your officially an old lady!
You rock our socksss!

xoxo,
Mandy!


Awwww....thankies SOO much. You're soo nice...I love all you guys!!
Psh, I'm not old :P Haha.

After my dad cuts the COOKIE cake (hehe, my favorite) my mom made, and I have some of it, I'll write the next chapter!

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Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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^^Thankies!!

And in case any of you were wondering...the cookie cake was DELICIOSO! Hehe espanol, yeahh...:P

I'm writing right now!

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Woops didn't realize the time here...gosh, it's kinda late. And I'm tired :)

Sooo...sorry but I can't post tonight. I haven't written much :P Tomorrow, I PROMISE! If I don't post tomorrow...then I'll either have an excuse or you can...I don't know...whatever. Anyways, tomorrow, I PROMISE to post! Toodles! :)

And thankies SOOOO much for all the birthday greetings!! I love you guys!! <3

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Sorry it took so long...I get distracted easily :P


CHAPTER 8

I flew out to Arizona late that night, so no paparazzi would see me. As soon as I got to the hotel the Jonases were staying at (instead of in their bus), I automatically plopped down on another bed in Nick’s room. I wasn’t sleeping with him, duh; I was in my own bed. I fell asleep without even changing or going underneath the covers. I was SO tired.
The next morning, Nick woke up first. He rubbed his eyes and looked over at me, thinking he was dreaming. He rubbed them again, and still I was there. So he walked over to me and poked me, making me jerk awake and nearly hit his head off with my arm. It’s a self-defense mechanism…or you could just say it’s a bad habit that’s grown on me.
I stood up and he hugged me. We went into the other room, where Joe and Kevin were staying, (it was connected to ours) and woke them up. I was basically tackled, and then when the welcomes were finally said and we brought each other up-to-date on what’s going on, I went on my laptop, checking all the sites I always check. More candids and videos of me going to lunch. Alone. Like that doesn’t start rumors!
We sat down for breakfast a little bit later, and then lunch a few hours later, before going to soundcheck. I sat down at the table in Joe and Kevin’s room, practically depressed, because of what was going on. There had been so many rumors posted online, and so many annoying questions, so many obnoxious paparazzi…everything. Nick walked into the room a few minutes later, obviously more cheery than I was. He smiled, kissed my cheek and sat down next to me.
“What’s for lunch?” He asked.
“Don’t know…don’t care…don’t want to eat…” I answered solemnly.
“Oh come on, don’t be so upset about it. I’m sure we’ll get the situation under control soon.”
“No we won’t, Nick! It doesn’t work that way! I’ve seen too many celebrity relationships go down the drain BECAUSE of the paparazzi and rumors and all that! I don’t want that to happen to us!”
“Calm down, Al,” Nick said, putting an arm around me. “We’ll be fine.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
Before I even thought of questioning what he said (because of what happened before), I smiled and we ate our PB&J sandwiches. How original.
Soon we headed off to the venue for soundcheck. I just sort of sat in the middle of the stage, staring blankly at the empty seats.
“I wish I could have a concert, but my tour isn’t until January,” I sighed.
“Well, look on the bright side—at least you get to watch US have a concert!!” Joe said, smiling. I shot him a look and he started cracking up. I got up, grabbed the microphone from him, and smacked him on the back. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry, gosh!!”
“Thank you. Now, how about I—“
“Sing a song?” Nick asked, hoping I’d agree to it.
“Nick, I—“
“Will sing a song,” he finished. “Took the words right out of your mouth didn’t I?”
“Yep, yanked ‘em out like a…oh I don’t know. Never mind. But I don’t know what song to sing!”
“How about—“ Kevin began.
“OH I KNOW WHAT TO SING! Never mind! Here I go,” I said.
I started singing, and Nick blushed. I was singing “Crazy Kinda Crush on You”…by Nick, obviously. I started jumping around, encouraging him to join me. He put his guitar down and I grabbed his hand, pulling him around the stage. He gradually got more hyper and played along. Soon Joe and Kevin joined in, and we were all dancing like dorks all over the stage. I finished the song and we fell to the ground, laughing.
“That was so fun!” I said.
“Yeah, who knew one of Nick’s old songs could be so much fun?” Joe joked, ruffling Nick’s hair (in a brotherly way).
“Thanks, bro, how loving,” Nick joked back, lightly punching Joe’s arm.
I sat up after I could cease my laughter and looked around. I could’ve sworn I saw somebody before I fell to the ground laughing. I looked around more, but didn’t see anything. I must be too paranoid, because Nick noticed how I was looking around a lot too.
“Al, you’re too paranoid. Nothing is gonna happen. We have security positioned, like, everywhere.”
“Are you sure? I could’ve sworn I saw somebody in here.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine. Promise.”
“I hate when you say that,” I joked sarcastically, smiling.
“Let’s sing another song!” He said, pulling me up.
“What song?”
“I know just the song,” Nick grinned.
Joe and Kevin grabbed guitars. Nick whispered something to Joe and Kevin, and they started playing. I automatically knew what the song was. I had one microphone, and Nick had the other. He started singing the first verse.
“Take my hand tonight // We can run so far // We can change the world // Do anything we want // We can stop for hours // Just staring at the stars // They shine down to show us, that…” He sang.
“You know when the sun forgets to shine // I’ll be there to hold you through the night // We’ll be running so fast we can fly, tonight // And even when we’re miles and miles apart // You’re still holding all of my heart // I promise it will never be dark // I know, we’re inseparable…” I sang also, joining him at the chorus. Then I sang (alone), “We could run forever // If you wanted to // I would not get tired // Because I’d be with you // But I’ll keep singing this song // Until the very end // And we’d have done, all these things // Yeah…”
We sang the chorus together, he sang the bridge alone, and sang the chorus again once more. I swear, that scene of us singing “Inseparable” was unimaginable. It was so amazing, running around on stage with Nick, singing that song. It was…perfect. At the end of the song, Nick grabbed me and hugged me. After he let go, he pulled me into a passionate kiss. Joe grabbed the microphones before they picked up anything (gross and awkward, ha ha), and we kept on kissing. Amazingly, no one stopped us this time. When we finally broke apart, we got really close and our noses and foreheads were touching. I smiled, and he smiled back. I giggled, and he pulled me closer, until we were hugging again. Nick lifted me off the ground, while still in the hug, and spun me around. It was like a fairytale.
Finally Kevin coughed, announcing, “If you two don’t stop, I’m probably gonna barf!”
Nick placed me back down on my feet as gently as possible, holding me by the waist. I grabbed his hand as he walked back over to Kevin, retorting, “Well then, why don’t you just get a girlfriend?!”
Dang, I forgot he had broken up with Jessica when Joe had broken up with Michelle.
“I HAD a girlfriend, but it didn’t work out. So I’d appreciate it if you two kept this lovey-dovey stuff to a minimum, thank you?”
“Psh, I bet you do it with your girlfriends,” I replied, smirking.
Kevin walked over to me and flicked me. “What was that for?!” I screamed.
“For being a pesky little sister,” he smiled and walked back to his guitar.
“Whatever.”
And so I went back to my boring spot in the center of the stage, sitting with my legs crossed, staring into the emptiness of the seats. It was actually quite entertaining. I even counted ALL the seats…okay, just the floor seats. There were A LOT. I don’t even remember how many there were.
And then I saw it again. But I don’t know exactly what “it” was. Remember when I said I saw someone in the seats? Well, I saw someone in them again. And no, I don’t think I’m seeing things. I called Nick over, suddenly scared, but when he did come over, he didn’t see anything. I sighed, thinking that maybe I was going crazy because of all the rumors and such. I began to stand up, and suddenly…was blinded.



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P.S. I'm busy the rest of the weekend, so I may not have time to write/post the next chapter. Please don't eat me, okay? I'm sorry, but I am busy, even during my spring break (it starts tomorrow...basically). Thanks guys!

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LOL...more comments ;)

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Anybody?

Oh and BTW, I'm gonna be ending this soon..probably this week. It's getting horribly boring and a pain to write :) So expect the ending sometime this week (it's my spring break right now).

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Eh, I hate it :P Hehe I'm writing like...five more chapters and then it's gonna be over. Done. Buh-bye. Forever.

I'm bored with writing FFs anyways :P Hehe it gets more boring than you think :P I like reading them more.

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CHAPTER 9

My eyes were blinded by…lights? I didn’t understand. There were no lights that were directly in my field of view, so how could I have been blinded by lights? It made no sense at all.
I stumbled backwards, and Nick ran over to me and caught me. He kept asking questions, like what happened, what’s wrong, etc. As soon as the shock went away, I told him.
“The lights.”
“What lights?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, what about the lights that you don’t know?”
“They blinded me for a minute.”
“Huh?”
“I couldn’t see!”
“But where are the lights? I mean, unless you looked straight up or something—“
“No. I think it’s…” I began.
“You think it’s what?”
“Paparazzi,” I said, pointing out into the empty seats. On the floor stood a single paparazzo, taking pictures of us. I struggled to get out of Nick’s arms to go attack that guy, but Nick wouldn’t let me. I stopped struggling and he handed me a microphone.
“Yo, what do you think you’re doing?!?!” I yelled into it.
The paparazzo looked up. “Yeah, I’m talking to you, mister! What do you think you’re doing sneaking in here?!?”
No reply.
“Fine, if you don’t want to talk, I’ll come over there!” I said into the microphone. I dropped it, creating some loud, annoying feedback, but I didn’t care. I ran over to where the paparazzo was, giving him a piece of my mind (but without swears). He just kept taking pictures. I was getting annoyed.
“GET OUT OF HERE OR I’LL CALL THE COPS!!” I screamed.
Nick ran over to where we were standing, grabbing my arms to hold me back. “She doesn’t mean that, she’s just a little bit grumpy today!” He said, giving me a look.
“What did I do? People aren’t supposed to sneak into places they aren’t supposed to be in!”
“Just stop yelling at him and he’ll leave!”
“I’m not yelling at him! I’m telling him the truth about the situation! What’s so wrong with that?”
“Stop arguing with me, Ally! There’s no point!”
“You’re the one that started it! I was just trying to keep our lives as private as possible now that people know we’re dating, but apparently, you can’t accept that, can you?!”
“Yes I can Ally! Just stop arguing and the guy will leave! Our lives are fine!”
“No they’re not! Just…just go away!!” I screamed. “I don’t want to talk to you!!”
“No, we need to talk. We need to settle this!”
“LET GO OF ME!!” I screamed, yanking my arms out of his grasp. I ran backstage, alone.
No one followed, no one cared. I never knew anyone to be so shallow; instead of helping, they stare…
I wrote a song. Those lyrics became part of it (maybe changed a little), and I slowly made up the music to it also. Ever since I had become a famous singer and actress, writing songs has been my way of venting. Or talking to Nick was my other way. This had been our first argument since we made up before…and now it feels like my world is crashing down again.
I finished the song, wrote it all down, folded it, and stuffed it in my pocket. Then I went back on stage, not even looking at Nick. He didn’t look at me either.
Kevin saw the paper sticking out of my pocket.
“What’s this?” He asked, pulling it out.
“Uh…NO KEVIN DON’T!!” I yelled, trying to get it before he could read it.
“When did you write this?” He asked; sadness in his eyes.
“I…uh…um…I don’t know.”
“Did you write this today?”
“No,” I said, snatching it out of his hands. “Stop asking me questions!”
“Fine, whatever, but you know he’ll find out sooner or later.”
“SHUT UP KEVIN!!”
“Alright, fine. Carry on being depressed, then,” he said, patting my shoulder a little. “Have fun. Send me a postcard from Depressedville, okay?”
“Shut up Kevin,” I whispered.
I looked back out into the audience. The paparazzo was long gone, so that was good news. But the bad news was that I was in a fight with Nick and I had to stay here…for the rest of the day. Until AFTER the concert.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kevin walk over to Nick and Joe, whispering something.
“YOU DON’T HAVE TO WHISPER, I ALREADY KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT!” I said loudly.
They all looked at my blank face, staring mindlessly into the seats. And yet, they continued. I could tell Kevin told them about the song, because Nick kept looking over at me with hurt eyes. I could tell out of the corner of mine.
All three of them walked over to me, surrounding me. I stood up and tried to push through them, but I couldn’t. They had cornered me. Joe grabbed my arms as I sank to the ground again. He pulled me up, and turned me to face Nick.
“Was that song about me?” He asked, close to tears.
“Why do you want to know?” I replied.
“Because, I don’t want our relationship to go down the drain. Please tell me, I promise I won’t be too upset.”
“No.”
“It wasn’t about me?”
“No, I’m not going to tell you if it was or wasn’t.”
“Please, Ally. PLEASE.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to.”
“Why?”
“Because I just don’t, Nick, okay?!” I started struggling to get out of Joe’s grasp, but I couldn’t.
“Alright, Ally, calm down. Just tell me and I’ll stop asking you.”
“I SAID NO.”
“Ally. Ally please.”
“Let. Go. Of. Me,” I said, yanking my arms away from Joe’s.
I squeezed out of them, going in between Nick and Joe. I ran backstage again, and sat down cross-legged in the center of the dirty hallway. This time, Nick followed.
He sat down next to me, and I stared at my Converse shoes blankly. Nick put his arm around me, but I stayed stiff as a board.
“Come on, it’s just me. It’s just Nick. You can tell me anything, remember?”
I did remember, but I didn’t want to at the moment. I didn’t say anything.
“Ally, can I at least see the song?”
“N-okay, fine, but you probably shouldn’t read it.” I took out the song and handed it to him. He opened it and read it. His eyes were filled with even more hurt after reading it.
“I told you, you shouldn’t read it,” I said.
“That song was about me, wasn’t it?”
“So what if it was?”
“Just tell me the truth, Ally. I’m not going to tolerate all these lies for much longer.”
He obviously was depressed now too. “Fine, it was. But it was because whenever we get into fights, they are really BAD fights. I didn’t want to have another fight, so I vented.”
“And wrote a song about how horrible I am?”
“It’s not about how horrible you are. It’s just about how I felt after we fought.”
“Are you sure?”
“When am I ever not sure?” I asked, gently stroking his face with my hand. We had basically just switched personalities—he was me now, and I was him now. It was odd.
His hard expression softened at the touch of my hand. “I’m so sorry, Ally,” he whispered.
“No, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault, don’t blame yourself,” I whispered back, taking my hand away from his face.
He began to stroke my face with his hand, leaning in. He kissed me, and it lasted for a good 10 seconds or so. Suddenly I didn’t feel so upset that the public knew about our relationship. Suddenly I was actually happy they knew about it. But I was still being dragged down by the spray paint incident.
We released and Nick stood up. He grabbed my hand and led me back to the stage.
“Um, I’m actually gonna sit this one out, Nick. I’m gonna go out into the seats and go on my laptop, okay?” I let go of his hand, and ran back to get my laptop. As soon as I had it, I went down into the front row seats on the floor. I picked one in the middle and opened my laptop.
Before opening the Internet, I gave myself a pep talk—saying that whatever was posted online wouldn’t get me down, and that there was no way I could change the past. I just had to live with it.
I opened a fan site with my eyes closed. I didn’t want to see what was there. I slowly opened my eyes, scrolling down to see the posts I hadn’t seen yet. They were mostly just interviews and such, and then the most recent one was from earlier. In the venue. When I yelled at the paparazzo. When Nick and I fought. Great.
I opened the pictures without reading what it said. OH MY GOD. I looked so upset in them. Not so much sad upset, but mad upset. Nick looked upset too…oh God what have I done?!
Then I went back to the post and read what it said. It was talking about how I yelled at the paparazzo because I was upset because of the spray paint incident (true), and how I fought with Nick…and there was a rumor that we broke up (FALSE!!). Why did everything good have to end so horribly?
My life isn’t going as I had planned.


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^^No, 4 more. I edited the post :)

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The only downside to having 4 more chapters is they'll be short...:) Mostly, I guess.

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Please don't eat me guys. I'm running out of ideas...and getting really bored writing this :P

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CHAPTER 10

Here’s a question for all of you out there listening to my rambling: What’s the meaning of “depressed”?
I mean seriously, it’s hard to tell when I am and when I’m not depressed. I don’t understand it at all. I mean, right now, I felt totally and completely depressed. But Kevin said I wasn’t. Joe said I was, and Nick didn’t say anything. God, I don’t understand!
I slouched back in my chair backstage as the concert dragged on and on and on for like…forever. That’s what it seemed like. Sitting backstage got REALLY boring sometimes. So I sat there twiddling my thumbs while the boys played in the background. I think I fell asleep after a while too. A hand tapped me on the shoulder and I jumped, waking myself up. Thank God it was Nick.
“Hey, Sleepyhead,” he laughed.
I yawned. “Sup, Studmuffin?” It was a game of nicknames I guess.
“The concert’s over. Get up and get out of here.” He said it with a straight face.
“What? You WANT me out of here?” I was confused.
“No, dummy, I was joking. Gosh.”
“You had a straight face on that little pretty boy face of yours!”
“Pretty boy? Ouch, that really hurt.” He pretended to be upset.
“Ugh stop that already.”
“I’m not stopping until you apologize.”
I stood up and kissed him. “Is that a good enough apology?”
Nick was obviously in shock from the kiss. “Sure, I’ll take it!”
“Yo, fro bro, we’ve got a meet and greet to do! Let’s get moving!” Joe said, pulling Nick away from me.
“Stay here until we come back, alright?”
“Sure, whatever. Have fun.”
“Bye, love you!”
“Love you too.”
I slumped back into my chair, this time staring at the bracelet I was wearing. It was a “Live in Love” bracelet from Lucky Brand Jeans. It was a REALLY dark brown that looked almost black. Then a familiar saying popped into my head. Live in love, love to live.
Psh, both of those applied to me. Didn’t they?
Suddenly I remembered that I had had Chinese food earlier and hadn’t opened the fortune cookie. I ran over to where the box was sitting, opened the fortune cookie, and read my fortune. It said: “Your dreams have and will come true. But all ups have to come down.” It had all my lucky numbers on it, including 1, 13, and 17. Odd. On the back, the thing that teaches you how to speak Chinese or whatever was the word “Lucky”. Okayy. What’s going on?
The meet and greet ended quickly. I said goodbye to the boys, and was soon on my way home on my private jet. I closed my eyes, imagining what the fortune meant. It was probably just a fake. I mean, those things never come true. Right?


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I'm writing all the chapters right now. So...hopefully I'll be able to post them all tonight and be done with this! Hehe.

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CHAPTER 11

I didn’t sleep that night. My eyes weren’t tired. My mind was.
So I “woke up” that next morning at like, 5 or something early like that. I spent the whole day just watching re-runs of old soap operas and stuff, and found out what happened to Elizabeth, Daniel and Miranda. Remember them? I didn’t think so, but what do I care? Ha ha sorry. Please don’t eat me.
That night and the next day was basically the same routine, except I decided to do random things on my computer and iPod and such all day. Soon I got a call from Nick on my cell phone. Took him long enough, I thought before answering it.
“Hello?”
“Ally, it’s Nick.”
“Yeah, I figured that one out by myself this time, Nick,” I laughed.
“So…what’s up?”
“Not much. I had a movie marathon yesterday and today I burned my eyes into my skull with tech stuff. You?”
“Eh, same-old, same-old. Meet and greets. Girls screaming. Concerts. All the regular stuff.”
“Oh, cool. Any girls try to kiss you this time?”
“Actually, no. Usually they don’t care if I have a girlfriend or not, but I guess they don’t want to get me or you upset or anything. Or…they don’t like me anymore.”
“Doubt it; you get hotter like, every day.”
“Aw, you really think so?”
“I KNOW so.”
I could tell he was smiling on the other line. “Aw, and you just get more and more beautiful every day, too.”
“Aw, thanks. You’re the best.”
“Wait, what did you say you’ve been doing again, Ally?”
“Uh…lying around like roadkill. Why?”
“Um…because weren’t you supposed to be in the studio or something?”
“No…why? What makes you say that?”
“Oh, no reason. Just…wondering.”
“Why were you wondering?”
“We-ell…you said that you were gonna record your next CD and all that, so why don’t you go see if you have to?...”
“Are you trying to get rid of me?”
“No, I’m not trying to get rid of you; I just don’t want you to be bored while we’re gone. I feel bad.”
“Don’t feel bad. And don’t try to get rid of me.”
“Alright, whatever.”
My phone suddenly beeped. “Hold on, got another call.”
“Hello?”
“Ally?”
“Who is this?”
“Your manager.”
“Oh…right, sorry. What’s up?”
“Why aren’t you at the studio?”
“I’m supposed to be at the studio?”
“Yes, we were going to begin writing and recording your next album, remember?”
“Oh yeah, sure, just…slept in late, sorry.”
“It’s 6 AM.”
“Right. Um…when do I have to be there?”
“Right now.”
“Okay then. I’m on my way. Bye!”
I hung up and went back to Nick’s call. “I hate it when you’re right,” I muttered.
“Told you so.”
“Shut up.”
“Whatever; have fun!”
“Bye, love you!”
“Love you too!”
Was he psychic or something? Or was it the fortune cookie?
I got dressed and went to the studio. We wrote songs, and I wrote about make-ups, break-ups, and everything in between. And if you want to speak technically, you COULD call it my love life.
But that’s only if you’re speaking technically.


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CHAPTER 12

We didn’t record anything that day, just wrote all the lyrics and music, and called it a day. I went home feeling great, even though I knew I’d still be all alone.
November passed quickly, and December came. The week before Christmas rolled around, and the boys came home for it. We had an awesome Christmas—packed with baking cookies, wrapping presents, throwing snowballs (of fake snow, might I add), kissing under the mistletoe, and so much more awesome stuff. Soon the day we all had anticipated rolled around, and we opened presents before going to church.
Nick got me a Tiffany necklace with a matching bracelet, and a promise ring (which is something that a boyfriend gives to a girlfriend, promising to always like…be together or something). It was adorable. I gave him a new pair of Rayban sunglasses (one pair he had his eye on forever but never got around to buying), a huge watch, and a new, designer wallet (that he had had his eye on also). The wallet had pictures of us together in it, also. He was amazed. I was so happy, seeing his face light up with every little thing he saw. I thought that that day would be one of mine and his happiest. But it also turned out to be one of my saddest.
Later, after we had eaten dinner, Nick pulled me aside to talk to me.
“What’s up?” I asked, oblivious to his expression.
“We need to talk,” he said.
“Okay, then let’s talk. What are we talking about?”
“About ‘us’.”
“So…what about ‘us’? In my opinion, I think we’re doing great, don’t you?”
“Yeah, but that’s the problem.”
“How is that a problem?” I slowly started to realize what was going on.
“I’ll just make it quick. We’re going on tour…for six months.”
“S-s-six-six…SIX MONTHS??! W-why?!”
“Well, it’s a world tour, so we’ll be in like Asia, Europe, Australia…and I won’t be able to see you.”
“So…so…are you…”
“I’m so sorry, but long distance relationships never work. Ours almost ended last month because of our tour! Please don’t take this the wrong way though.”
“So…so you’re breaking up with me?”
“I…I never wanted to, Ally! I promise you, I didn’t want to! But, sadly, yes…” He looked at his feet.
I could feel tears forming in my eyes and soon could feel my mascara running down my cheeks.
“I…please don’t cry, Ally. Please. I still love you!”
“What if I DID want to wait for you?! What if I DIDN’T CARE about the distance?!?! What would you say to that?”
All he said was, “We’re leaving tomorrow. Have fun and good luck on your tour. Goodbye, Ally. I love you.”
I sat in the corner of the room, crying my eyes out. My life was perfect…it was PERFECT…until today. Christmas day. Happy days, here I come. NOT.


Psh, yeah, you know the drill :)

1 more chapter 'till the end! :)

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Here is the FINAL chapter of this FF...forever. Hehe.

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CHAPTER 13

The next day, I woke up. No-freaking-duh. Doesn’t everybody? I mean, the happy people at least?!?!
GRAH I AM SO MAD. I still can’t believe it’s over. I’m…I’m a wreck. I hate my life. I. HATE. MY. LIFE.

>--+{NICK’S POV}+--<

You know, I wasn’t too thrilled about my life either. Now, at least. I had to leave the girl of my dreams behind because of some stupid world tour. I didn’t even want to GO on a world tour! I WANTED to relax at home in California with Ally! But NO, nobody listens to a stupid little now-16-year-old! Of course not. It’s NOT LOGICAL in the “Book of Adults” or whatever stupid rules they live by. I HATE it. Their job is basically to devastate all kids and teenagers worldwide. And do they succeed? YEAH THEY DO. No-freaking-duh they do!!
I looked back at what I was leaving behind. Everything I was leaving in the dust. For 6 months. Slowly it all got smaller and smaller, just like my hopes and dreams of actually having a great relationship with someone.
I was devastated. And Kevin and Joe knew it. They knew I didn’t want any type of reassuring or even talking. They didn’t want to upset me more. I opened my phone, expecting a text message or a call from Ally. I didn’t get my wish.
So I called her. I mean, I still wanted to be friends. Maybe. If possible. So, sooner rather than later, I called her. It rang and rang and rang until she finally picked up.

>--+{ALLY’S POV}+--<

“Hello?” I said into the phone, pretending to not know who it is.
“It’s me.”
“Who’s ‘me’?” Again, pretending.
“Uh, Nick?” It was more of a question that a statement.
“Nick who?” Pre-ten-ding.
“Stop it. It’s Nick Jonas, your ex-boyfriend.”
“I had a boyfriend?! I know Nick Jonas?!” Do I have to say it again?
“Listen Ally, I was calling to ask you if you wanted to stay friends. But I guess someone still has hard feelings.”
“Well so do you, mister! Don’t try to blame it all on me, I had NO part in this! You’re the one that broke up with me!”
“Well I’m sorry! I didn’t think our relationship would last.”
“I did,” I muttered under my breath.
He heard it. “You…you did? Why didn’t you say so?”
“I DID. You were too busy breaking up with me that you forgot to listen to what I have to say.”
“Oh…I’m…I’m so sorry.”
“Too little too late, Nick. Too little too late.”
“So what can I still do to stay friends with you?”
“Nothing, really.”
“Are we still friends then?”
“Eh, I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know?”
“I’m going through an extremely rough time right now, remember? You just added to what’s going on.”
“OH MY GOD. I completely forgot. I’m so sorry! Really, I am!”
“Whatever.”
I could tell he was making a puppy dog face on the other line. “Can we please stay friends? Please?”
“Wipe that puppy dog pout off your face, boy.”
“How did you..? Never mind. Please?”
“I don’t know…it’s a hard decision…” Ha, I was totally exaggerating to make him beg.
“Ally, I’d like…die if we weren’t friends! Please I still want you in my life!”
“Hmm…you know, I COULD move out and back into my old house if it doesn’t work out…”
“No please don’t Ally! Please! PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU!! I’ll do anything!”
“Anything?”
He sighed. “Anything.”
“Eh, what the heck, we’re still best friends. I could never not be friends with you anyways!”
“Oh thank God!”
“Now, all you have to do for me is...take and send, if you catch my drift,” I laughed.
“What? Oh, you mean pictures and videos? Sure, of course!”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome…gotta go, bye!”
“Bye, Nicholas.”
“Don’t call me by my full name please.”
“Whatever. Bye.”
“Bye!”
He hung up, and then I hung up. And my phone buzzed right after.

I’m still in love with you. <3

Let me know, okay?

Love always,
Nick <3

Game, set, match baby.



THE END.

No questions asked :)

Thankies so much guys for making my FF (both the first and this sequel) so successful! I love all of you so much! Thanks again, and toodles!

[.Oh.My.Jonas.]

What!??!! The End!?!?!? NOOO! Btw, you make very good endings.

[MileyRox1174]

^^Hehe, yep, it had to end. I was getting SO bored with it. I couldn't come up with any new, good ideas cause I was reading like, 8 other FFs at once...it would be copying :)

Thankies so much! Hehe I was thinking about the ending ever since like Chapter 10 or something :)

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dont make it be over!
no!!!
it was so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!
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rawr!
I wuved it
i rote a new poem

No No No
Dont end the story
it was beautiful
la la la
No no no!
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[MileyRox1174]

Haha don't worry guys...I'm making a NEW FF!! I'm pre-writing all the chapters though, so it may not be posted for a while. But yeah, this new one INCLUDES Ally, but does not center around her. It centers around a new girl ;) So look out for it :)

[.Oh.My.Jonas.]

Yay!!!!!! I Can't Wait!