Let me be yours
Summary : Miley Stewart is Lilly's stepsister and know she is marrying Kevin Jons . Lilly's the bridesmaid and she has to go to the wedding of course , but after two years she can't still face the fact Nick dumped her...so she ask the middle bopther to pose as her boyfriend to make Nick jealous...the thing is that Lilly and Joe are opposites and Lilly is still in love with Nick?
Miley , Lilly , Nick (21) , Joe (23) , Kevin (25)
A/N : rated T for mature themes! just FYI...reviews are awesome!...hope you will like it ...xoxo
Chapter 1
When you saw a girl crying your heart seems to tear up , but she is not longer a girl she is a woman , beautiful and strong .
LILLY'S BEDROOM - NEW YORK CITY - DAY
The woman is Lillian Truscott, 21 . Tears stream down her face as she sits cross-legged amid the detritus of a packing frenzy. There is an unfortunate green bridesmaid's dress hanging on
the back of the door. Lilly's pain is palpable. She buries her head in her lap and Suddenly, the doorbell RINGS.
Lilly sits bolt upright, wide eyed. She looks around in disbelief. How did this happen? What is she doing on the floor?
-Hold on!-she says sweetly .
Int Hallway . A bike messenger stands outside Lilly's's door. He busts a covert ipod dance while he waits.
-Coming!
Lilly wipes her face and inhales, summoning deep calm. The Bike Messenger looks up as the door swings open. Lilly is a changed woman. Nothing like the girl we saw on the floor. You'd never know she had been crying. Or that she even knows how. Then she opened the door
-I'm so sorry. I wasn't quite ready for you.
Lilly props the door open with her foot as she slides a plane ticket into an envelope. She scribbles a name on the envelope, seals it, and hands it to him and he breaks the silence .
-Lady, you said this was a rush. I can't rush anything anywhere if you don't give it to me.
Lilly looks down at the envelope, she's still holding on to it.
-It's a plane ticket.-she says
-So it is.
-For a date.-she blushed , why is she even telling this to this guy?-For my date. To my sister's
wedding. In London. Both of us haven't seen our families in two years .
-I hear that noise.
Lilly wills herself to surrender the envelope.
-You need to let go.-said the guy .
-Yeah.
-You're going to have to help me.
The Bike Messenger gently tugs the envelope out of her hand. And Lilly smiles.
-Thank you.-The Bike Messenger looks at her with genuine concern.
INT. Lilly's APARTMENT
Racing against time, Lilly throws open a linen closet to reveal three neat rows of plastic bins, all perfectly labeled. Lilly reaches into the bin marked "TRAVEL" and pulls out a pre packed
toiletry kit. Lilly pulls a box marked "LONDON" out from underneath her bed. She opens it.
Pushing aside an old private school uniform and some letters, she pulls out a worn London A-Z, a Ziploc marked "ADAPTERS,"and her passport.
She's about to close the box when she sees an old photo. In it, a GORGEOUS GUY kisses Lilly on the cheek. He's holding the camera himself -- it's blurred and goofy, but full of love.
She jams it back in the box and shoves it under the bed.
The phone rang
-Yeah.. you got it?.. I'm Glad…yeah you know it's all about her…It's her big day duh!..ok see you in a few…wait JOE?
-yes?-he asked from the other line .
-Thank you…for doing this…you are a good friend .
-Anything for you Lils , anything …
Lilly races through her apartment, packing, cleaning, getting ready. Her place is small yet put together. It's Crate and Barrel meets Martha. But in a good way . She finally still, stares into the mirror as she brushes her teeth. There's a strange intensity to it, like she's scrubbing away the last of her distress. Or maybe the strange intensity it's because this trip , because what she was going to do was all wrong…pretending is lying , using people is worst , but friends suppose to be with each other , help each other , but not pretend that they are a couple , right? Cause what she knows is that her and Joe weren't a couple , they were just really good friends that support each other and spend some nights watching lame movies , nothing else and nothing more . But still after two years she wasn't ready to face HIM , she wasn't ready to face Nick , yes Nick as Nick Jonas , her ex best friend , her ex boyfriend , her ex fiancée .
Joe was such a good person , he clearly didn't mind that his older brother didn't pick him to be the best man , he didn't even care that his family now live in London and he stood in New York . When he got the invitation , he couldn't believe it , Kevin was finally going to tie the knot , and with who it was even more a surprise…he quickly remembered about the old days , not too old days , more like a few years ago , but now everything changed …he remembered when both older Jonas used to make fun of her , and they used to make fun when they thought that Nick will end with Hannah or Miley…but apparently they were wrong , because Nick dated Lilly and Miley? Well Miley is going to get marry with Kevin , Kevin Jonas .
And Joe? What about Joe? He was going to the so called wedding , with Lilly pretending to be his girlfriend , truth? …they were only good friends .
Then Joe , in his own apartment , zips his carry-on and walks out the door.
A TAXI DRIVER slams his trunk as Lilly gets in. Lilly's apprehensive face peers out the window as they pull away.
JFK AIRPORT
A ridiculously long line snakes towards the X-Ray machines. Latte in hand, Lilly cuts right through the middle. Irate PASSENGERS scowl at her. Lilly does this every day. She should be used to the looks by now. She's not. She pointedly flashes the crowd her airport employee badge as she sails through security.
INT. CUSTOMER SERVICE - JFK AIRPORT
Lilly enters the Virgin Atlantic customer service hub. It's as cramped as it is busy , then a female employee approaches with a question And Lilly puts up her hand. You see she is a flight attendant .
-I'm off duty. I do not exist. Don't even look at me.-The lady backs off. As Lilly hurries away, a harried employee matches her step and launches in and said -I've got a tour group from Taipei trapped in customs, a dead poodle in Cargo parked at T9, and a lost grandmother staggering around International asking for her mommy. Oh, and there's a guy on two who
was stuck with his in-laws for a week because we couldn't get him out of Dulles. The in-laws aren't speaking to him anymore and, for some reason, he's pissed.
Lilly 's trying not to get sucked in.-I would love to help you. Sincerely. But my sister's getting
married this weekend, I haven't seen my family in two years, and my flight leaves in fifteen minutes.-
The Harried Employee looks like he's going to lose it. Lilly struggles, then caves.-You take Taipei. Tammy's schnauzer just had puppies. Put her on the dead dog. Park reps with wheelchairs at every john in T8. If Grandma just got off a trans-con, she's gotta go sometime.
Lilly starts to walk away but the harried employee has more questions - What about line two?
Lilly spins around and glares at him.
INT. OFFICE - MOMENTS LATER
On the phone, Lilly is in the middle of saying way too much.
Into phone :
-I completely understand, sir. You just want your in-laws to see you the way you see yourself. Or at least the way you would see yourself if you didn't feel so victimized by them.
At that moment, a clipboard manager walks by. He overhears Lilly's diatribe and is incredulous.
-Hello? Calls may be monitored for quality control?
-Huh?-asked Lilly
-Over-share!
Lilly waves him off and return to the phone . -Mr. Rajagopal, we regret that you were snowed in at Dulles but snowstorms fall under a category called force majeure. Along with
earthquakes, hurricanes, and floods. In short, we're not liable.
Lilly checks to make sure the Clipboard has moved on. Then, she continues, softly but very quickly.
-But just this once, I'm going to refund the full price of your ticket and credit you 10,000
frequent flyer miles. Thank you for calling Virgin Atlantic!
Finally she is on the plane . Lilly sits in first class, absently scanning the safety card. A pretty woman across the aisle notices and smiles. - Your first trip? Lilly realizes she's been reading the safety card. She laughs and puts it back in the seat pocket. As she often does, Lilly feels compelled to explain.
-Hardly. My family moved to England two years ago. My mom married my best friend's dad when we were little-Lilly stopped for a moment to take some air- I'm going back for my sister's wedding , who is technically my stepsister ...and the best man's my ex. In case I chicken out, I want to know where all the exits are.-
Lilly eyes the front door, nervously.-And did I tell you my sister is marrying Kevin Jonas , one of the Jonas Brothers ? And the best man is Nick , his little brother , my ex…
Then the pretty woman answered .
-I don't believe in marriage. I believe in hot sex. Of course, that draws men to me like flies to
shit.
Lily doesn't know what to say, but then a hot guy walks up the aisle. Lilly looks at the empty seat next to her and smiles at him. He returns the smile but sits next to the Pretty Woman.
-Hello, my sweet darling.-He gives the Pretty Woman a "madly in love" kiss. The Pretty
Woman rolls her eyes to Lilly -- what did I tell you? .
Lilly is hiding out. She tries to calm her nerves as a male flight attendant pours her a cup of water.
-I'm not a knuckler. I fly all the time. In fact, I transferred fromHeathrow a year ago and now I run Bags and Nags here at Kennedy, so things are going really well for me. The reason I
can't feel my legs is that any minute, my date is going to walk in that door. And I
need him to look really, really good today. I mean he is a good friend of mine…whe have known each other for years but now he is my date for our sibling's wedding…
The male flight attendant is clearly not listening -I wish I couldn't feel my legs.
Lilly peeks around the corner and spots the back of Joe from the opening as he loads the overhead bin above Lilly's seat. Lilly gasps, ducking back.-Oh, no. He's here.
The Male Flight Attendant looks out at Joe, who leans against Lilly's seat as he chats with a female flight attendant
Lilly's in a panic.
-What do you think? Does he look hot, and is it the kinda hot that'll translate overseas? I know him but we haven't seen each other in one month .
The male flight attendant talks again .
-I resent your stereotyping of a man in my profession but...
He checks out the guy again. -...darling, he'd be hot on Mars. I'd like to unwrap him like a
Harrod's gift basket.-
Lilly smiles, relieved. When Joe couldn't be handsome?