A/N: Well, Here it is, Chapter One of the second fic in my "Hello Beautiful Trilogy" Full Summery: After Miley and Joe overcome the obstacles in Hold On, something horrible happens: Kevin and Ashley's 4 year old son nearly drowns, putting stress on all relationships. Moe, Lackson, Nichaela, Kashley, Oliver X Demi Lovato. Featuring Frankie Jonas. I don't even own the plot. The idea was taken from Karen Kingsbury's First born series.
JONAS
Joe collapsed on his
bed, glad that he didn't have to go to college come fall. That
meant that maybe, he could finally get married. His younger brother
had already been married three months now and here was Joe, living at
home with his mom, dad, and Frankie, his 11 year old brother.
The
other day, his grandma had brought the point up "Joseph, your
almost 23, you should be married. Nicholas is" She'd
said.
"Grandma, I only got together with Miley 2 months ago. I'm
giving it sometime, letting her trust me again. Wow when'd I
become the sensitive one?"
"Joseph, I'm not getting any younger, and before I go, I'd like to have great grandchildren"
"Grandma, Kevin has two children, in case you haven't noticed."
"I want to see you
married"
But Joe wasn't ready to get married. He honestly felt
he needed to give Miley some time, and prove to her that he wouldn't
break her heart.
JONAS
Miley Stewart smiled as
Joe came into her living room. They had some kind of unspoken deal
that Joe could just come in unannounced if the door was unlocked.
"Hello Beautiful, why haven't you called me"
"Aren't
the lyrics, Hello Beautiful, it's been along time, since the
Phone's rung and you've been on that line?"
"Just keeping
it fresh" Joe shrugged.
"Got any plans this weekend?" Miley
asked, knowing fully well he did.
"Yeah, I'm planning on turning 23, and you're coming to my party?"
"Don't I get a choice?"
"Nope. I'll pick you up at 12, and we'll go to my parent's house. No choices allowed. At least, not for Miss Miley." Joe said.
Miley threw a pillow at him. Joe came around the couch and plopped down on her lap. Miley pushed him off her lap.
"Ha, I'm
stronger."
"Well-" Joe glanced around the room "At least I
don't have holes in my head" He countered, noticing Miley's
earrings.