Hello Beautiful
By: iluvyoumorethancupcakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers. If I did, Nick and Miley would be together in the show, instead of Jake, and Lily would either be with Joe or Smokin' Oken. Oh, and I would be a guest star! xDD Anyways, I hope you enjoy the Loe fluffiness(:
Summary: Lilly is having a very crappy day and needs to hear the only voice that could cheer her up; her super-de-duper hot rockstar boyfriend. LOE fluff
Today totally sucked ass; yes it did. And no, I'm not overreacting, so please don't tell me I am. Let me tell you what happened today and maybe you'll reconsider.
Let's see; I woke up late because I stayed up studying for the stupid Biology test. My breakfast, which was a piece of toast, got burned for being in the toaster for too long. One of my skateboard's wheels fell off while I was riding it back home, which meant I had to walk the rest of the way.
I tripped over a rock, which made me land on a rose bush. Leaves and thorns were all around my body and it really hurt. I was in pain, and I think I still am. I had scrapes from the rock and scratches from the goddamn sharp thorns. Why the hell do rose bushes need thorns anyway? It's unnecessary. Don't you agree? Oh great, I'm starting to talk to myself…
Anyways, Little Miss Bitch Amber and Dumbass Ashley teased me again. Why can't they just bother Dandruff Danny, wouldn't that be much more fun than bothering the skater chick? Oh, a black cat crossed my path. How many years of bad luck it that? I also bumped into psycho path Rico and heard his evil plot of destroying Jackson. Miley couldn't be there to help me feel better. She was too busy with a Hannah thing that included Orlando Bloom, and I wasn't invited. Poor, poor me.
Yup, I think that's about it. Oh, wait! There's one more thing. My super-de-duper hot rockstar boyfriend, Joseph Adam Jonas, was on tour and not here with me on this miserable day. Yes sir, welcome to Lillian Truscott's effin' life. Could this day get any worse? Oh God, I hope not.
I sat down on the couch, listening to one of my favorite songs from the Jonas Brothers' 'It's About Time', Six Minutes, sulking on how horrible my day was. Running my fingers though my blonde hair, I tried to forget about everything that happened today. My lips formed into a pout. Nothing could cheer me up.
I mean seriously, God must hate me! I got injured so many times today, got teased, one of my most prized possessions broke, and I look fucking terrible. Nothing can cheer me up. Well, never mind. One thing, wait, he's not a thing. Only one person can cheer me up.
Remember my super-de-duper hot rockstar boyfriend, Joe Jonas? He's the only one who can. But, he's NOT HERE. I sighed as Six Minutes ended and Hello Beautiful began to play.
Suddenly, I felt my cell phone vibrate in my pocket. I paused my iPod Nano and yanked the headphones off. Pulling the cellular device out of my jeans' pocket, I answered the phone, not bothering to check the Caller I.D.
"Hello?" I said into the phone in a very bored tone.
"Hello beautiful." The person sang on the other line. I head the one voice that could cheer me up. And you know what? It did.
Finito! Do you like it? I know it's kinda short. It was supposed to be a drabble but know I think it's a short oneshot? Idk…. Anyways, THANK YOU FOR READING. I appreciate it. But I'll appreciate it even more if you review! So, please do!