Argh! I'm trying to listen to JB but my parents and there friends are deciding I'd rather listen to them- By My parents and that lot.

A/N: Hey y'all! This idea popped into my head yesterday when I was listening to an ALy and AJ song...So yeah! Enjoy it! It isn't my best work...But still, read!

Disclaimer: I only own the stuff I own. And I don't own the stuff I own...Now I'm confused :/


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Chapter One

"Nick!" A nine year old, Laura Maes screamed at her best friend, running over to him, her arms wide.

"Laura!" An also nine year old, Nick Jonas screamed at his best friend, running away from her, while holding a pink hat. "For the zillionth, billionth, time, no! I am not giving you back your hat!" Laura stopped running, falling to the sand she began laughing un-controllably, clutching her sides. Nick stopped running, turning around so he was facing his friend. "Are you alright?" He asked slowly, running over to her. Laura continued to laugh, as Nick came nearer to her. She nodded her head slowly, wiping a tear that had escaped from her eyes, she stood up.

"I'm…I'm fine!" She exclaimed, clutching her side as she laughed harder.

"Are you sure?" Nick asked slowly. Laura nodded again, trying to control herself.

"Fine!" She told him. Nick merely nodded, turning his head so it laid on his side, he scratched his hair full of curls and fell down onto the beaches sand, Laura following.

"So…" He said, picking up a hand full of sand and letting it escape from his fingers. Laura fell backwards onto the sand, so her light brown hair laid across the beaches sand.

"Do you think we'll always stay like, you know," she asked him, picking up a strand of her hair and playing with it, "Like us, best friends? For all eternity?" Nick shrugged his shoulders, falling down besides her.

"Maybe," He paused, turning his head so he was looking at her, "Hopefully…" Laura smiled, turning her head so she was looking at him.

"Hopefully…" She breathed, her blue eyes twinkling.


"Nick!" A fourteen year old Laura Maes screeched, banging on the door of her best friends house. There was a sound of movement coming from inside the house, as the door opened, revealing her best friend.

"Hey…" An also fourteen year old Nick Jonas said, "Laura, why are you here at," He paused, checking his watch, "Five am?" Laura shrugged her shoulders.

"Why are you awake at five am?" She asked him casually, walking into the house and placing her white tote bag onto one of the counters by the door. Nick rolled his eyes, closing the door and walking over to her.

"Uh…" He stuttered, "I've got to tell you something…" Laura crossed her arms, smiling at him.

"What do you need to tell me, Nicky?" She asked him casually, grabbing a strand of her hair and playing with it.

"I'm moving." He told her quickly. Laura's mouth opened, as she felt the world stop.

"W-what?" She shouted, "When? Why didn't you tell me? Why?" She screamed at him. Nick shook his head slowly, turning his head away from her; he saw Joe and Kevin at the top of the staircase, looking down at the two.

"Today…" He said slowly, before she could reply, he began to speak again, "I would have told you! I was scared you'd react…badly." Her eyes seemed to come out of her sockets as she clenched her jaw. She stepped towards him, making him step backwards.

"Badly? Badly?" She screeched at him. "Gosh! Nick, you expected me to react badly! I wonder why!" She rolled her eyes, poking a finger in his chest. "If you had told me earlier I would have acted better than this!" Nick rubbed his chest, walking over to the stairs.

"You can't guarantee that, can you?" He screeched back at her, running up several stairs. Laura scoffed; folding her arms, she opened the front door.

"You still should have told me sooner!" She shouted, walking out of the door. "Have fun! Wherever you're going!" And with that, she closed the front door behind her.

"Wow…" Joe breathed, nudging Kevin with his elbow. "That was some fight, wasn't it?" Kevin turned to his younger brothers, his eyebrows furrowed and mouth open.

"What?" He asked. Joe shrugged his shoulders, walking over to his room.

"Nothing…We need to get packing anyway, don't we? Were leaving at ten…" He trailed off, walking into his room and grabbing the first thing in sight. Kevin walked over and stood in the doorway of the room, his arms crossed.

"When we get to California," He said, watching Joe shove a pair of sunglasses and a book into a box, "How will you know what's in what box?" Joe dropped what he was holding and turned so he was looking at his oldest brother.

"Darn it!" He exclaimed, hitting his head with his hand and running another hand through his dark brown hair. "I need to pack everything again!" Kevin rolled his eyes, walking out of the door way he made his way over to his own room. He stopped in his tracks. Kevin turned his head so he was looking at Nick's bedroom door, he's eyes widened slightly as he heard sobs coming from inside.

"Nick?" Kevin asked slowly, knocking on the door. There was no answer, just more sobbing. Kevin sighed, opening the door. "Nicky?" He asked, walking over to his brother, who had his head buried in pillow.

"Go away!" Came his muffled response, as Kevin sat down on his bed.

"Tell me why your upset." He told him softly. Nick jumped up slightly, turning so he was facing his eldest brother.

"Why I'm upset? I thought you were there! Laura hates me, Kev!" He shouted at his brother, "Hates me!" Kevin sighed, shaking his head.

"She doesn't hate you!" Kevin replied, "You should have just told her sooner!" Nick jumped out of his bed and walked over to the bathroom he shared with his brothers.

"So now you're taking her side!" Kevin rolled his eyes, walking over to his brother's door.

"No…" he told him, opening the door. "I'm taking no one's side." And with that he walked out of the room. Leaving a fed-up Nick alone in his room.


Slow start, but you know...Most stories have a slow start. This one probably won't be updated everyday like 'Missing' is because I ca't really write two stories every night...So yeah! Read and Review!

P.S. I've got into a habbit of saying 'P.S.' after every chapter so...uh...Jonas it! I have nothing!