Wish You Were Here
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hopeless Records. I definitely do not own "What is love?" by nevershoutnever! I do not own JONAS L.A. nor do I own the characters. I also do not own "Wish you were here" by Hey Monday. Wish I did.
I sent the letter today. This means that Nick should be getting it in two days. Maybe I should avoid him until then…? No. I won't stoop that low. He deserves much, much better.
For the next three days I went through school very panicky. Whenever someone would [attempt] to talk to me I would get jumpy and freak out. Great. Now everybody thinks I'm a freak. It was finally the third day and I was waiting for a terrible call.
Ring, ring.
Pick up the phone, Macy, just pick it up.
"Hello?" I ask nervously.
"Hey, it's Stella," I breathe a sigh in a relief. "Why would you do that to poor Nick?" Maybe there isn't any relief.
"Stella, you don't know how hard it is to live miles apart from your boyfriend. You happen to be living with yours on the road." Yes, Stella and Joe finally got together. It was long overdue.
"I know, I know, but he is devastated." Then I hear a pause. "No. Don't take my-"
She's cut off. "Hi." Oh no. It's Nick. It's okay, Mace. You knew this time would come.
"Hey…um… Nick."
"Why? Why can't we make this work? I'll go off tour-"
I cut him off. "You most certainly will not! Don't worry, you will forget all about me in time. Hey, maybe you will get a few songs out of this too!" I say to lighten up the mood. I didn't hear a laugh.
"But I love you, Mace."
"As I love you. It just…it can't work." I knew he would just argue until he got me to take him back, which I really, really, wanted to do. I couldn't though. "I don't want it to work." So I said that.
There was a long pause. "Oh." His voice cracked. So did a little piece of my heart. "Alright then. I guess… this is goodbye?"
"Goodbye, Nick." I love you.
"Goodbye, Mace." Then he hung up.
A week went by and I said not one word to anybody (except teachers if they called on me, which I avoided).
But it's too late, too late to call
Are you out there?
Too late, too much to say
I want to call him so badly. The worst part is that I had bought tickets to their concert this Friday. Looks like I will be selling those. Sigh. I really miss him. It hurts to say his name. I want to call him. I think I dial his number twice a day. Sometimes it's three times. But I know it's far too late.
Wish you were here
Wish you well
If you'd only share this hell
But you leave, and stains are left on me
I wish you, I wish you were here
I wish you, I wish you were here
Here's my Hollywood ending calling
Every day fades to black
Sick and tired of pretending, darling
That you'll ever come back
But it's too late, too late to call
Are you out there?
Too late, too much to say
As much as I miss him, I know I must move on. I know that this isn't a fairytale and things don't just fix themselves. Maybe I could pursue my singing? I never once told anyone that I sang. Not even… Nick. The only person that knows is my mom. She says that I am really good at it. I'll have to thank my Dad for putting me through piano all these years because it will come in handy if I try to sing. Oh, and I know how to play guitar because he taught me how too. Looks like I will be giving singing a try.
I was cruising the web when I came across a nevershoutnever contest. It read: Do a cover of your favorite nevershoutnever song! The winner will get a record deal with Hopeless Records. They will also meet Christopher Drew. Go for it!
I'm going to enter this contest. And I'm going to win.
I decided to do a cover of the song "What is love?" [A/N this really is a great song, you should check it out!]
Within the next week I was notified that I… I won! I won?
"Macy! I'm so proud of you!" My mother said to me giving me a bear hug. My father joined in.
"Winner losing oxygen." They let go.
"Looks like we are going to Los Angeles!" The only bad part about this is that a certain band and stylist that don't talk to me anymore moved out there. Oh boy.
"Yay!" I say half excited, half upset.
Looks like I'm going to Los Angeles.
Here's part two! I know I said I was going to wait for reviews but I couldn't. ^.^" I'm sure chapter three will be up soon! I STILL LOVE REVIEWS!
xoxo
Missy