This is my first JONAS FanFic. Hope you like it…
"Hello," Nick said awkwardly, walking into Macy's room. Macy looked up at him and smiled brightly.
"Hi, Nick of JONAS," Macy seemed surprised and stood up, trying to greet him properly. Nick Lucas motioned for her to sit down. She obeyed and patted the seat next to her, eager to have a JONAS band member sit close to her.
Nick sat and wrapped his arm around her, not cautious of what he was doing. Macy looked at his arm for a long time and decided that if she listened to her body and fainted she would ruin the moment. After a couple of moments of uncomfortable shuffling, she lay her head on Nick's shoulder. He looked down at her.
"Umm….what are you—"
"Sorry," Macy blushed and removed her head. Nick gently patted it back down.
"No, it's not a problem," he said. "But, um, I have to ask you something,"
"Do you want to enroll in the Macy Misa School of Dance?" Macy thrust a flyer at him, her head still awkwardly on his shoulder. "Is that it?"
Nick took the flyer courteously and gave it a glance. "You dance?"
"Ballet, lyrical, jazz, modern, and the occasional hip hop," Macy rattled off nervously, snuggling her head deeper into his shoulder. "Umm…well, yeah, I dance."
Nick laughed. "That's cool, but I still have to ask you something,"
"Sorry," Macy said. "I totally interrupted you. And not even to say something important, I just rattled off and you know I do that sometimes and my mom's like, "MACY STOP IT!" and I always blush and—"
She stopped and shifted her eyes upward to see Nick looking at her. "Oh, sorry. I'm doing it again."
Nick nodded. "I wanted to know if you wanted to come over for a sleepover with Stella and my brothers. It's going to be—"
"Really?" Macy said, lifting her head off of Nick's shoulder. "Cool! I guess I should start packing. I'm always prepared for sleepovers. I have my sleeping bag and my jammies with me at all times. Can you help me get it down? I'm the short one in the family. My mom takes me to a special doctor to see if I really have peaked in my growth."
Nick walked over to her closet. "Where is the bag?"
"Top shelf," Macy replied. "I'm going to go get something, I'll be right back,"
Nick nodded and jumped a little to get at the sleeping bag. All of a sudden a black storage bag fell into his hands and so did the sleeping back. He reached inside and pulled out Macy's….Macy's bras. He shoved the bras back into the bag and dropped it at his feet, blushing.
Macy walked in and blushed. "Oh…you found it."
Nick looked away, trying to train his eyes not to linger on her breasts. "Yeah, I did."
"Sorry," Macy said, grabbing the sleeping bag. Nick's skin prickled and he reached over and brushed his lips over hers. Macy stayed silent and looked at Nick with wide eyes. Nick put his hands on her shoulders and walked her backwards until she was against the wall. He kissed her softly again, then pulled away. Their noses were still touching.
"Um," Macy said, blushing. "Wow."
Nick gulped and took her sleeping bag in his hand. "Let's go,"
Macy followed him out, carrying her suitcase, knowing that he must have felt something too.
