Chapter One: S.O.S.

"Kevin! KEVIN! Is this your phone?" Joe Jonas stared at the iPhone currently vibrating in his bunk. He barely had time to read the name on the caller id before his brother Kevin scooped it off the mess of flannel sheets.

"Hey Amy! I haven't talked to you in a while, what's up?" Joe rolled his eyes as Kevin shoved their younger brother Nick from the lounge area of their shared tour bus. Nick threw an old newspaper in Kevin's direction as he made his way back to the bunks.

"Was he talking to Amy?" Nick asked. His eyes drifted to his brother who was currently pacing back and forth.

"Yeah," Joe snickered as the bus hit a pothole and Kevin lost his balance, "I don't think they've talked to each other in at least a month."

"I bet it's been longer than that… it's weird to think of them apart." Kevin was still pacing the length of the seating area, stopping now and then to nervously straighten the couch pillows with his free hand.

Amy and Kevin had been attached at the hip throughout their high school years. A holiday never passed without a place setting for Amy at the Jonas family table; she was a part of the family. One Christmas Eve things changed between the two. Kevin remembered the day as if it was yesterday: The 17 year old version of himself was seating on a plush couch in the living room of his sprawling home, a small package resting in his hands. Amy emerged in the doorway, barely leaving him time to shift the package out of her view. "What was that?" Amy questioned, landing with a small thump next to Kevin. His heart began to beat faster as she reached around his back. He was sure his heart would leap from his chest as she inched closer and closer to him. He couldn't understand why she suddenly had this effect on him, why just the sight of her made him nervous. She was now occupying the same couch cushion as him ,and he could no longer withstand her pout. He wiped his palms off on the front of his pants and pulled the box out of his pocket.

"Here," he said, extending the gift to her eager reach, "I hope you like it. I didn't really know what you'd want. I know we never trade gifts but-"

"Kev, I'm sure I'll like it, calm down!" Amy quickly tore the paper away, revealing a blue Tiffany & Co. box. Her eyes grew big as she carefully removed the lid. Inside lay a silver heart on a delicate chain. She shifted the necklace from one hand to another and noticed the engraved message - K + A. Kevin searched her face for some sort of a reaction.

"If you don't like it you can tell me, I'd never get mad at you." the tension grew as the room fell silent. Amy took a moment to locate the right words.

"This is the most beautiful present I've ever received. Honestly, Kevin, this is way more than I'd ever deserve. Can you help me put it on?" She offered the necklace to him and lifted her hair off her shoulders. As she leaned in towards him and his he fumbled with the clasp his heart began to jump again. Her eyelashes tickled his cheeks, the scent of her shampoo filled the air around him. She leaned slightly back at the sound of the clasp clicking shut. Her hand traveled to her decolletage, coming to a rest on the necklace.

"I love it so much. Thank you, Kev. I mean it, you are amazing." Amy shifted until she sat face to face with Kevin. Her eyes shut as he learned forward and their lips met.

"Nice! Go Kevin!!" Joe came crashing into the living room, causing Amy and Kevin to shoot apart. She began to blush as she looked away, a smirk growing across her face. Kevin as he smiled at the now-empty gift box. Suddenly their friendship had changed, and he realized he had never felt better.

Three years later, Amy and Kevin's friendship rested on rocky ground. He finally took a seat on the nearest couch and hoped she couldn't hear the tone of surprise in his voice. It had been 119 days since the two had last talked; Kevin had carefully kept track of the silence. He was lost in thought when her voice snapped him back to reality for a moment.

"Kev? Kevin, are you still there?" Amy breathed across the phone.

"Yes! I'm still here, sorry" He felt his cheeks burn with the embarrassment of being caught in a daydream.

"Good," she said with a sigh of relief, "because we need to talk about something." Kevin felt himself grow hot again, this time with worry. The last time those words had left Amy's lips was the day their relationship ended.

I'm done with awkward situations, empty conversations

Shortly after that fateful Christmas, this took off for Kevin and his brothers. He tried to balance the demands of recording and releasing an album with the struggles of a young relationship, but things began to go south. He could feel himself lose touch with normalcy, and Amy slipped away along with it. His brothers crowded around him backstage that night as he stared at the floor, cell phone in hand.

I gave my all for you, now my heart's in two

"She… she said we had to talk. She said it was too hard to be so fart apart. Amy broke up with me," Kevin stammered. At that moment the stage manager appeared, grabbing the phone form his hand and ushering the boys on stage.

Kevin was never given the chance to cope with those words the first time they were said, and he wasn't sure if he could the second time around.

"What do we need to talk about?" Amy could sense the hesitation in Kevin's voice. She took a minute to reply, choosing her words cautiously.

"Kev, I really need to see you."