GOODBYES
"Dee-bear." I felt someone envelope me in a warm, half-hug. My other half was being crushed against a soft bed. When did I fall asleep? I let my eyes fly open, seeing Ashley looking down at me with bright eyes. I just groaned as she bounced up and down. "It's time to start promoting!" She stood, giving a little dance and shaking her short-short clad ass before leaving my room. Suddenly, I remembered why I was worried about living with her.
I stood slowly, looking around the dark room for my phone. Just as I was about the grab it:
You can try to break us, and make us fall apart, but the fires in our he- I grabbed the Sidekick LG off the nightstand, ceasing the song and hitting send before even glancing at the screen.
"Hello?" I cringed at my own crackling excuse of a voice.
"Dee, it's Kevin. The limo will be around in fifteen to grab you. We have a radio interview, and the guys have no clue it's you yet." Suddenly, a dial tone arose as I let what Kevin said sink in. Fuck you, Kevin Jonas. You know how to make my life amazing.
I stood quickly, brushing my hair into a quick ponytail and putting my glasses on. With a quick wardrobe change into Kevin's leftover gray sweatpants and a formfitting purple t-shirt, I ran downstairs. The limo was already waiting.
It was now or never.
The door popped open and a mess of curls popped out. Kevin gave me a smirk and got out, pulling the door open wider. I slid in, feeling the cool envelope me, my eyes already watering as I kept them shut tight. I didn't want to look at the other two boys in the car. I didn't even want to think about the look on Shane's face right now, as I crumpled into a self-pitying ball, I didn't even-
"What are you doing?" My eyes shot open as I inspected the interior. Spacey limousine, floor lights, a TV, alcohol. I looked around at the seats. All empty, except next to me, where Kevin sat.
"Where are they?" I was dumbfounded.
"At the radio station? Where I should be right now. OW!" He was simply responding to the fact that my heel had found his shin and collided with it, sending extreme amounts of pain through both appendages.
"What the fuck, Kev? I was near tears, worried sick about all the fucking backlash I was going to get!" The 'near tears' part was actually an understatement, the tears flowing freely as Kevin's face twisted into pure pain.
"I didn't know you thought they were with me! I'm sorry!" I looked at Kevin, taking in his appearance. Light blue collared dress shirt, the sleeves rolled to his elbows, with a matching blue tie. Black skinny jeans, newly shined dress shoes. I was clearly underdressed.
"Shut up, I'm sorry." I replied quickly, releasing my hair from its ponytail and running my hands through it continuously, "I'm just really worried." Kevin pulled me into a hug, rubbing my back cautiously.
"You'll be fine. Just hold your head up high. It's not like he's over you." My whole body stiffened. Kevin let go of me immediately, realizing his mistake. "Fuck."
"That's what you've been avoiding telling me since I got here? Every time I bring it up, you look the other way, because the only person I've ever loved still feels the same fucking way?" I was shouting. No, I was beyond shouting. The driver pressed a button, making the dividing screen go up. I was fuming. Kevin was cowered in the corner of the limousine, cringing.
"I wasn't supposed to tell you. Well, Nick advised me not to. Joe smashed stuff at the mere mention of your name." Kevin's eyes went wide again. Yet another piece of information he had failed to mention.
"So you DID tell them? And you kept it from me? And Nicholas knows! Kevin, what the FUCK?" My face was bright red, puffy. My eyes were itchy. All I wanted to do was go home. "Fuck you, Kev." I leaned back in my seat.
"I didn't tell you because Nick said I shouldn't. Joe is still completely utterly in love with you, and he admits it to. Except, he says stuff like, 'Fucking Delilah Hart, I wish I still didn't love her.'" Kevin sighed, burying his head in his hands. The rest of his words came out muffled. "He's been trying to get over you, and we knew you knowing all that would make it just so much more dramatic. He knows you're the opener, he knows we'll be sharing a bus with you for four months. He was basically having an extreme mental breakdown at the mention of your name. You fucked him up." Kevin shrugged at the last sentence.
"Wow. Fucking wow. I'm so fucked now."
"If it's any consolation, Nick jumped for joy when he heard your name. He said he couldn't wait." I laughed lightly. Kevin wasn't trying to mess with me; he was just stuck in the middle of a bad situation. "By the way, we've been sitting in front of the radio station for five minutes. Let's go." He grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the car and into the station.
As quickly as I arrived, I was sitting in a frozen booth next to Kevin, giant headphones covering my ears, as an overplayed DJ replayed my name to thousands of people after one of my latest hits, "More Then Friends". Kevin nudged me in the arm, with a smile.
"Welcome, Delilah Hart. How're you doing today?" The balding man spoke in that sleazy guy tone that, suspiciously enough, all DJ's had. I smiled, even though I knew no one could see me.
"I've been better." I muttered into the microphone with a quick laugh. Kevin just rolled his eyes. "I just mean I'm under a lot of stress. But it's so exciting. I can't wait to get on the road and start this thing for real." I looked over at Kevin giving me a 'good save' look and smiled.
"If you didn't know, we also have Mister Kevin Jonas in the studio right now. Kevin, your brothers were just here. How do you feel having a newcomer as your opener, especially one as beautiful as Miss Delilah Hart? And yes, listeners, I did say 'Hart'. As in Ashley Hart, world wide superstar, and apparently, Kevin Jonas's fiancée." Kevin straightened, leaning in.
"The rumors are true. We are engaged, and very happy. And I'm just so glad to have Delilah on the tour. She's the sister I never had, and an amazing person." Good response, Kev.
"Amazing person? I believe Joee begged to differ just a few minutes ago." Delilah sat up, her mouth dropping open, causing the DJ to set off a series of annoying sound effects. "Looks like we've struck a chord in Miss Delilah's heart. She is now sitting straight up, mouth agape. Something you'd like to share?" Before I could answer, Kevin pushed me back.
"She'd love to explain the whole thing, but we have to cut this short. Thousands of fans, CD signings, you know the drill." Kev ripped off my headphones, rolling his eyes at the DJ signing off. He stood me up, placing his hand at the small of my back before leading me out of the booth and into the limo, the same limo where Joe Jonas sat. God, that boy was gorgeous. I looked him over, not wasting any time, and not making it any less obvious then it was. He looked taller, more grown. His white-framed Ray-Ban's covered his eyes, which were staring intently out of the tinted window. Under a black blazer, a white button up shirt with a bright red tie, clashing perfectly with the bright red skinny jeans that led to a pair of black converse. Absolutely sexy.
And he didn't even give me a glance. He just continued his sexy stare, eyebrows knitted together in complete concentration, occasionally giving one word replies to Kevin or Nick, who also wouldn't look at me. Not quite yet, at least. I think it was just because of Joe. I didn't think it would be like this, but I guess I thought wrong.
I just stayed in complete silence, surveying the third brother. He was dressed just like his brother's, but a different color scheme. His natural curly hair fell chin length, covering one eye adorably. For someone two years my junior, I was still completely attracted to him. It was the Jonas curse. He sent me a quick, apologetic smile, and I nodded, understanding completely. This is what the next five months of my life would be like.
After a silent car ride, except a few pings from my phone as Nick sent me a text claiming he didn't hate me, he missed me so much, I looked amazing, and that we'd have to talk, we were dropped off at the complex. With a hug from Kevin and a weak smile from Nick (and absolutely no contact from Joe what so ever), I made my way upstairs to cry my eyes out. Ashley was waiting, a pint of chocolate ice cream and two spoons waiting for me.
"I just don't get it, Ash. Kevin says he's not over me, but he won't even look at me." Ashley stifled a laugh, nearly choking on her ice cream.
"You broke his fucking heart, Dee. He's got to be at least a little angry." I rolled my eyes, taking another large spoonful between sobs. Suddenly, the Jonas Brother's "Hollywood" filled the air as I grabbed my phone. Nick's name flashed on screen.
Remind me to change that stupid ringtone.
"Hello?" I tried to make it sound like I hadn't been crying, but failed miserably.
"Hey, Dee." His voice was soft and full of concern. "Kevin told me you live in our building, just a floor above me. I wanted to know if you wanted to come over, maybe talk about some of this shit?" Delilah was slightly taken back. Nick was only fourteen the last time she had seen him, and completely immature and childish. Two years could not have done this to him.
"That'd be awesome." He told me his apartment number and I made my way down. I didn't even have to knock on the door. He was slouching lazily against the frame, yawning slightly, in just a wife beater and some old sweats. Yum. He looked me up and down quickly, before wrapping his arms around my waist and encasing me in a long over due hug. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I returned it full force.
"God damn Dee." He muttered into my hair. When did this boy get such a dirty mouth? He led me inside, taking a seat on the way to comfortable couch and smiling a lazy smile. "I missed you."
"You too." I sat down next to him, snuggling into him slightly, letting my eyes fall closed and sighing. Not moving much, he turned on the TV and leaned into me, placing an arm around my shoulders. "I didn't think this would be that awkward. I was completely off." Nick just shrugged.
"It'll get easier. He just needs some time. Kevin and Ashley should be coming over soon, and then we can all talk about this." I nodded slightly, keeping my eyes closed. I was just so tired. I soon found myself nodding off.