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Chapter: The Breakup
"No Nick, I can't do it anymore, we're over" I cried and ran out of movie theatre. Who cares if I still love him? I can't take all the attention, and all the people staring. What am I supposed to do? Maybe I'm making the wrong choice. Should I go back in there?
"Ashley wait" I heard Nick yell. I turned around to face him, tears dripping from my eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"Don't you love me?" he asked. Of course I love you, you little fool!
"Yes, but I just can't do this" I replied. I walked over to him. I gave him a hug and then one last peck on the cheek.
"I'll call you in the morning so I can give you back you stuff" I whispered. I have to get out of here! I turned away from Nick and began to walk in the direction of my house. Ok I know walking home at 9:00 at night wasn't the best decision, but I just couldn't look Nick in the eyes anymore. I finally got home when I saw paparazzi crowding my door. One of the photographers turned around and started to take pictures. I broke up with Nick so I could escape this.
"Ashley is it true you are dating Nick Jonas?" one yelled.
"Are you guys engaged?" asked another.
"No Nick and I are just friends, he's an amazing guy" I replied. I had answered that question the same way before, but that was when Nick and I were dating. I moved through the crowd of photographers and eventually made it to my door.
"Wait, Ashley just one more question, do you care for Nick?" asked one. I've been asked that question, but this time it was different.
"Like I said he's an amazing guy, and how can I call myself his friend if I don't care about him" I replied.
"Ashley" I heard a nostalgic voice yell. Please don't let it be Nick. Please don't let it be Nick. I turned around and saw Nick standing about 15 feet behind the photographers.
"Hey Nick, what are you doing here?" I asked nervously. Nick looked at the photographers then smiled nervously.
"I just came because I have to pick up… uh Frankie" he lied.
"Right Frankie, well why don't you come inside" I pleaded. Great! Just what the photographers needed. I can see it now "Nick makes late night stop to rumored girlfriend Ashley's abode. Nick walked through the crowd and stood by the door with me.
"Nick are you dating Ashley?" asked one. Wow they say that as if I'm not standing here.
"No Ashley and I are just friends, but we'll see" Nick smiled. Nick used to answer that question like that all the time before we were going out. It always made me smile. Then when we were dating he would say "Ashley and I have gotten really close that's all I'm going to say for now". I used to love when he did that. I opened the door to my house and waved goodbye to the paparazzi. Nick walked in and I followed in after him.
"Why did you come to my house?" I asked.
"I just came to make sure you got home safely" Nick admitted.
"You know they are never going to leave" I sighed.
"Is this why you broke up with me?" Nick asked. Yes!
"I don't know, I guess" I admitted.
"Well what am I supposed to do? I didn't ask for this" Nick frowned.
"I know I just didn't know it would be this bad" I whispered.
"Where do we go from here?" Nick asked
"I love you and I always will but I just need to take a break" I cried. Tears started to slip down my cheeks. Nick walked over to me and wiped the tears from my eyes. He took my hand and kissed it.
"Take as much time as you need" Nick whispered. I hate it when he's sweet. Okay I lied, I loved it! Nick walked towards the door.
"Nick wait, you could spend the night if you need to. I'm sure they will be gone by the morning" I offered.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yeah, I don't mind, my parents won't either" I assured him. The last time Nick spent the night at my house Joe and Kevin were here, and it was Christmas. Earlier that day they did a concert and performed "Girl of my Dreams". This was before Nick and I were going out, but I did have a huge crush on him. I remember my mind went crazy because I was convinced Nick looked at me the whole time. I remember us going out for a walk to the park and that was when he asked me out. After being friends for 8 years, and for 4 of those years being in love with him, I couldn't be happier.
"I'll go get you some pillows, and sheets, so you could crash on the couch for the night. I would let you stay in the guest house but my dad is renovating it" I smiled.
"No problem, and thanks again for letting me stay here for the night" he replied.
"Don't worry about it; we're still best friends, anyway are you hungry?" I asked. I feel so awkward speaking to Nick after all that's happened. Is this normal? I hope things can go back to the way they used to be.
"No, I don't think I can eat anything right now" he sighed. Nick sat down on the couch. I walked over and sat beside him. I grabbed his hand and turned to face him.
"I want us to remain the best of friends" I stated. Nick smiled.
"Of course we will. You'll just have to give me some time. You did just break up with me, and I really care for you" Nick sighed.
"I still care for you too, I just can't handle the paparazzi that comes with you" I replied. Nick laughed. Yeah, he's laughing. Maybe this breakup wasn't such a bad thing.
