OKAY, I don't really like the way this chapter turned out in some spots, but in other I like it, of course my writing isn't all that great, but I'm trying to get better. So sorry for the cheesiness.
My school year is ALMOST over, AMEN. But this story is already wrote so... yea. I should be able to update tomorrow. Or maybe the next day. But if i don't i'm apologizing now... 33
Disclaimer: I don't own the Jonas Brothers, nor Miley Cyrus, or anything else for that matter.
November, 21, 2 days before Miley's big day: 10:30 a.m.
I woke up with a smile spread across my face, I'm really hoping that that dream I had last night was a sign that this party is going to be sweet.
I get up from my bed and walk into my personal bathroom, I grab a towel and wash cloth from the cabinet like thing above the toilet and turn the shower on scalding hot, just the way I like it.
After getting out of the shower I put on True Religion short blue jean shorts and a gray tee shirt that has a big peace sign in pink on the front. I slip on a pair of pink flip flops from American Eagle and apply my make-up; I apply the eye liner dark in the corner of my eyes, leaving the eye shadow out, and then I apply the darkest black mascara I have and add some lip gloss to my lips. I towel dry my hair and let my natural brown curls fall onto my face.
I walk down the stairs in my house; the sound of my shoes hitting each stair is the only noise I can hear. I walk into the kitchen and am surprised to see no one. "Any one here?" I yell throughout the house, and the only response I get is my echo. I shrug my shoulders and go sit down on the couch, flipping on the TV.
After flipping through to many channels to count I decide there's nothing on worth watching so I turn it off throwing the remote across the coach onto the opposite side that I am sitting on.
I hear the sound of Achy Breaky Heart blaring from my phone upstairs and I run up the stairs, almost tripping along the way, and grab my cell phone sliding my finger across the answer button.
Billy RayMiley
Hello, Miley is speaking
Hey Miles, I figured you were awake bynowI shake my head 'yes' and then I remember he can't see me
Yeah, I am, and where are you all?
Brandi, your mom, and I are down here at the bakery trying to find you a cake for your party, Trace is out with his Chelsea, Braison went to his friend Jacob's house, and Noah is at the Jonas' house, which reminds me, could you please go over there and get her, I told Denise that when you woke up you would come get herI start to get up while saying…
Yeah sure, and dad, be sure to pick out a pretty cakeHe lets out a laugh
That's why I brought your mom and BrandiI let out a laugh and we say our goodbyes and I arrive at the Jonas' house…
I knock on the door of the house next door and hear feet running toward the entry, the steps getting louder with every step the person takes. The door swings open and I am greeted by Frankie wrapping his arms around my legs yelling "Miley's here, Miley's here" Denise soon comes and peels Frankie from my body.
"Hey, Denise" she gives me a smile and I return the greeting "I'm just here to pick up Noah, free her from your hands" she laughs and says "Well, she is welcome to stay here; her and Frankie have been playing all morning. They have been playing all the way from video games to tag" I shrug my shoulders and let out a little laugh. "Well, what kind of person am I? Come on in Miley" she opens the door wider and I walk into the house and walk over to the couch in there living area, flopping down on the white leather sofa.
"The boys went out to pick up some last minute things, they should be back any second" I hear Denise say from the kitchen, I reply with a simple "Okay" and close my eyes.
I must have drifted off to sleep because I can feel someone shaking my body; I open my eyes and see Nick, looking really good in black skinny jeans. I sit up on the couch allowing him to sit down beside me.
He takes my hand in his and laces our fingers together; I smile and look over at him giving him a small peck on his cheek. "Did'ya get the stuff you needed?" he shoots me a scared looking look. "Um, yeah"
Nick's POV
Oh no, does she know about the tour? Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot. I really don't want her to find out about this, at least not right now, I mean she is going to find out but gah, maybe I should just tell her? Nope, not going to happen, maybe later tonight, she doesn't look mad or anything, maybe she doesn't know.
Back to Miley's POV
I hear the front door open and Joe's voice feels the room "Hey Nick, are you ready for tomo-" He sees me sitting on the couch and shouts "MILEY!" Why would he be surprised to see me? I mean I am here every single day, but I just decide to go along with it "Joey!" I run up to him pulling him into a hug.
I hear my phone going off to 'See you Again' on a little table sitting in front of the couch, I run over to the couch and apologize with my finger while giving them a one second look and pick my phone up.
Mandy Miley
Hello, Miley is speaking
MILES!I hear Mandy's voice on the other line.
SHMANDERZ, Then she gets down to business.
Shmilerz you will never believe what happenedtodaymy voice feels with excitement
What, what was it, tell me now, tell me NOOOOWShe takes in a deep breath and then spills
So Today I was down at the mall getting you a birthday present and I heard these two girls talking about the Jonas Brothers new concert tour, and it's suppose to start tomorrow, but I didn't know that they were going on a tour so I was all like 'No they are not' and then the blonde haired chic pulled out a ticket to their concert on your birthday! How come you didn't tell me they were going on a tour?My mouth opened like there was a 100 pound weight hanging on my chin.
I didn't tell you because I didn't know they were going on tourI look over at Nick and I automatically know that it's true
Oh gosh Mandythetears start to well up in my eyes, they aren't going to be there for my 16th birthday, and no body even told me.
So I'm taking it that you're not taking this so wellall of a sudden my face turns from cold to burning hot and I feel like I could shoot flames out of my mouth.
No, Mandy I'm not taking this wellI practically scream.
Well, Miley why don't you come over to my house and we can like eat Ben and Jerry's ice cream, I just bought some new todayI calm down a bit when I hear Ben and Jerry's and I realize that the tears are threatening to fall from my eyes. I get up from my place on the couch and storm past everyone
Mandy, I'll be over in a few, thanks for telling meshe says goodbye and I hang up the phone.
I can hear Joe and Nick hollering my name trying to get me to stop but the tears are about to start flowing and I can't let them see me cry. I will not let them see me cry, I refuse to let them see me cry.
I pick up my phone while walking toward Mandy's house realizing that I left Noah with Denise, but I can't go back there right now, and scroll down my address book and hit thegreen button when I get to 'Dad'. I tell him all about the tour and he doesn't sound surprised, he must have known all along. I sigh hanging up the phone allowing the tears to stream down my face.
I'm halfway to Mandy's house, she only lives a few blocks down from my house in the opposite direction of the Jonas house, when I feel my knees buckle then slowly give out as I sink my way down, my butt hitting the hard sidewalk.
Maybe dreams don't always mean something, or maybe that dream was just what I wanted my party to be like. But this party is going to be the exact opposite of my dream, in my dream Nick, Joe and Kevin were there but at my real party they wouldn't be there. In my dream Nick gave me a kiss, a really nice kiss right after I blew out 16 birthday candles, but I wasn't going to kiss or I might get a kiss on my forehead from my Dad but that still isn't the same as Nick, my Nick Jonas giving me a knee weakening kiss, I mean he's my dad.
I bring my knees up to my chest and sob uncontrollably, the shaking taking over my entire body. I hear a thunder clap in the distance and a drop of rain hit my forehead.
I force my body up off the cemented ground and start walking, again, toward Mandy's house.
I'm about 5 minutes away from Mandy's house when the rain starts pouring and the lightening is the only thing giving me any light. I can feel the chill running over my body as that terrifying rush of wind hits my body. Could this day get any better?
I really don't like this part, but I'm going to leave it anyways
Although I'm terrified of storms I really don't feel like walking the rest of the way to Mandy's house because I know when I get there she is going to want to talk about it and saying she is sorry for breaking the news to me, blah, blah, blah. And I really don't feel like dealing with that right now, all I want is to be alone.
I walk down to the beach, the wind picking up every second, and walk over to this little cave looking thing. I get just to the inside of it and sit down on the wet sand. Eventually I get tired of just sitting there and a tad bit sleepy and I lie down curling up in a ball and falling into a deep slumber.
I feel like I've been asleep for days but when I open my eyes and look at my cell phone I realize I have only been asleep for about 2 hours and have received 14 missed calls; 7 from Nick, 3 from my dad, 2 from my mom, 1 from Kevin, and 1 from Joe, I also have 3 new voicemails, oh well. I'm surprised to see Mandy hasn't called but I guess she has called everyone else and told them that I never made it.
The storm has cleared and all that is left is the wet sand, and the dark gray clouds that are slowly parting revealing a tiny peak of the sun.
I stand up from my spot on the sand and wipe off, as best as I can, the muddy like gunk on the side of my body. I stretch my body and start to walk in the direction of my house.
As I'm passing by the Jonas' house I can feel the tears falling from my blue eyes with force. It's still a little hard for me to believe, but I guess it will eventually sink in. I pick up my pace a little bit when I see and hear the garage door opening.
I manage to get out of whoever's view and make it inside my house where I am immediately pounded with questions like 'Miley where have you been?' 'Miley why didn't you answer my phone calls?' and 'Are you okay?' I just nod my head at everyone and that's when I see him, he's just sitting there on the living room couch looking back at me as my eyes make contact with his. He shoots me a look, something between sad and happy. I avert my gaze and run up the stairs and toward my room, slamming the door and locking myself in the room.
Then the tears start to flow down my cheeks, I look down at my body and through my blurred vision I can see big brown streaks on half of my body where I had been sleeping in the sand.
I walk into the bathroom letting the sobbing take me over and strip from my clothes. I turn the knob on the shower up to the hottest point it can reach and wait a second for the water to heat up. Once I see the steam rising from the opening at the top of the shower I step inside letting the steaming water pound down on my body, hoping that the water will just wash everything away, making the Jonas Brothers tour just disappear. I rinse my body and wash my hair quickly.
I watch the brown sand that came out of my hair run down the drain as I turn the shower off and wrap a towel around my petite body. I look in the mirror only to see a bunch of steam collected on it.
I walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom, I slip on my under garments and gray Soffe shorts with a navy blue v-neck top that has a white star on the front from 'Urban Outfitters'. I put on a pair of plain white socks, after I blow dry my hair and put it up in a bun allowing some of the curly locks to loosely hang from the mess of hair.
I pick up my phone and hit and hold the number '1' and press the phone up against my ear as it calls my voicemail "Message one 'Hey Miles it's Nick, I just wanted to apologize for not telling you about the concert earlier-' I hit the number '7' and put the phone back up to my ear "Message deleted, Next unheard message 'Miley I don't know where you are but we are worried sick about you. You aren't home and you're not at Mandy's house and we don't know where you are and it's pouring the rain out side. Miley please just pick up the phone'" Mom never really makes sense when she's worried, she just kind of throws stuff together, I repeat hitting the number '7' and wait for the final message "'Yo Miley'" I laugh as Joe's voice feels the speaker on my phone "'It's Danger, yea, um, I'm sorry about that whole concert deal, but anyways yea you better call me back because your voicemail message says you'll call me back so you better call me back, ok, bye'" I, once again, hit the number '7' and hang up the phone scrolling down the list until I reach 'Danger'.
I laugh when I see the name, it never fails, Joe programmed himself into my phone as that and made me pinky swear that I would never change it, and so far I've kept my promise. I hit the little green button and wait for Joe to pick up his phone.
JoeMiley
MILEYhe screeches into the phone causing an automatic reaction to pull the phone away from my ear.
JoeyI can hear him bouncing up and down
Miley you're safe!I nod my head and say…
Yep, I'm fine and dandyhe quits his jumping, as I can hear, and gets serious.
Listen Miley, I wanted to tell you about the concertI cut him off, me not being in the mood to cry again
Listen Joe, it's no big deal I'll build a bridge and get over it, it's not that big of a deal so let's just drop it.He sighs into the phone
Well I just wanted to say I'm sorry and that's all, I'm dropping it riiiiiight…. NOWI laugh into the phone letting a smile form on my face
Hey Miley, how about you come over tonight and we get some ice cream and pizza, then watch a movie or somethingthen my smile gets even bigger
Yes, I would love that Joe, how about I come over around…I look at my clock and see it's already 6:30, but then I remember I've already showered and stuff
Seven?he pauses for a moment, probably checking the clock like I did.
Sounds great, I'll see you then MilesI say goodbye and hang up the phone.
I walk over to my closet picking out a pair of big sweat pants and slip them over my shorts. I apply some make-up just in case someone flips out a camera, therefore I may look like crap but I'll still have make-up on, so they can't put me on the cover of one of those magazines that say 'STARS WITH NO MAKEUP'.
I unlock my door and make my way down stairs to the living room, Nick has left, Mom is in the kitchen and no one else is to be seen. "Mom, I'm going to go over and hang out with Joe, I don't know what time I'll be back" She doesn't bother looking up from the magazine she is reading "Okay hun"
I slip on a pair of tan Ugg boots and tuck my pant legs down into them. I grab a jacket off the coat rack just in case it's cold when I'm walking back and head on out the door.
I take in the scent of the fresh air as much as I can before I am walking up the steps and onto the porch of the Jonas' house. I wipe my feet off on the 'WELCOME' mat and ring the door bell.
The door swings open and Joe embraces me in a hug, I take in the scent of his cologne as I wrap my arms around him. Eventually he pulls away "Okay, I already ordered the pizza and it should be here any second, and Kevin went out to buy some ice cream" I nod my head and walk on into the house.
I sit down on the couch and Joe follows sitting down next to me "What kind of pizza did you get?"
"2 double cheese with nothing else, and 4 with pepperoni and mushrooms" I smile, double cheese is my favorite! But I think they probably should have ordered more than just 4 for Joe if the other Jonas' plan on eating with him, because he could eat 6 just my himself.
"What about the ice cream?" Joe shrugs his shoulders "All I know is that he is getting Ben and Jerry's, what flavors well that's up to him" I nod my head and then he continues, on a different subject "Why don't we go pick out some movies to watch?" I nod my head in agreement and we pick ourselves up off the couch and make it down into their den area.
I'm not surprised when I see the entire wall filled up with DVD's; I've seen the amazing collection to many times to be shocked. Joe and I walk over to the assortment and start scanning over all the movies on the multiple racks. I end up picking out 3 movies, Enchanted, The Notebook, and Save the Last Dance 2.
I walk over to Joe to see he has only picked out 1, Dead Silence. I roll my eyes and hand him the movies I picked out. He carefully studies over the movies I have laid in his hands and looks up at me, "Okay, I'll watch all of them excceeeept… this one" he singles out 'The Notebook' and hands it back to me "Fiiiiine" I walk back over to a rack and slip the movie back into an empty space.
"Okay, let's go pop one of these babies in, in the living room and watch previews as we wait for our food" his eyes brighten as he sees the word food and I just turn around and start walking toward the living area.
I sit down on the couch and Joe goes over to the DVD player above the TV and puts in the first movie, Enchanted.
'DING, DONG' Joe walks over to the door and retrieves the pizza, paying the pizza man and giving him a very generous tip. I tuck my legs under my body, getting comfortable while Joe brings the pizza's back over to where I am sitting on the couch and plops them down on the coffee table in front of the couch.
I dig in eating 2 slices of the double cheese pizza, while Joe eats 6 slices, still watching the previews for the movie. The main menu pops up on the screen and Kevin comes through the door, 2 grocery bags in hand. "Okay, I got Half Baked, Strawberry, Peanut Butter Cup, and the Heath Crunch one" my eyes light up, half baked Ben and Jerry's ice cream is the best ice cream ever made.
Kevin takes the grocery bag and sits in on top of the island in their kitchen, as he starts to take each bowl type thing of ice cream out of the bag, I jump up from my place on the couch and run over to him, and the ice cream. As soon as he pulls out the half baked, I automatically recognize it and grab it from his hands. He gives me a funny look "Excited about ice cream?" I shrug my shoulders "What can I say? I scream for ice cream" he gives me yet another funny look and I just laugh it off and make it over to the drawer where all the silverware is held.
I grasp the cold silver object in my hand and dip into the cold snack. I bring the spoon up to my mouth and the ice cream chills the inside of my mouth. "Mmmmm" letting the cream melt in my mouth and slide down the back of my throat.
"Com'n Miles, I wanna watch this movie!" Joe yelps from the living room, I giggle a bit and walk back into the living, stuffing another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth along the way.
As soon as my butt has contact with the white couch Joe hits the play button, and the movie begins.
3 movies, 2 ice cream bowls, and 287 minutes later I was dozing in and out on Joe's shoulder fighting with my eyes trying to keep them open. I force my head to set up and see Joe and Kevin both are zonked out. I take this time to talk to them, although I'm really only talking to myself, it's just easier this way, an easier goodbye.
"So, ya'll are leaving for that tour tomorrow, which I just fount out about today… Gosh, I really wanted everybody to be here for my sixteenth birthday, especially you guys. It just all brings me back to my thirteenth birthday party" the tears start to form in my eyes as I recall that day "You know thirteen is a big deal, I mean I was finally turning into a teenager! And my best friend since Kindergarten told me she was going to be there. Swore up and down, and even after I told her how much I wanted her to be there and how happy I was for her to be able to come, she never showed up. At my birthday party we were waiting for her, because I just knew, I knew, that she was coming, one of my friends recommended we just call her up ya know, make sure she was on her way. Well, she called and she picked up, come to find out she just didn't want to come so she stayed at home, with her mother. That was the worst birthday, ever. And I didn't think it could get worse than that, but now that you all aren't going to be there, well it's going to be ten timesworse." Now the tears a falling freely down my face, but I don't care because no one is really awake and listening to me. "But you all are starting this tour and I hope it turns out to be the best tour you guys have ever gone on. I want you to have the time of your lives, enjoying the screams of the teenage girls in the audience, even the screaming guys. So, I guess this is goodbye until whenever you all get done with this tour, I love you guys" I get up from the couch, careful not to wake Joe up, or Kevin who is on the other side of the couch. I walk over to each of them and kiss their foreheads, not ready for them to leave but having to accept it.
I turn out their light in the living area, and everything else that is on and go outside into the chilly night air, I lock the door with the spare key that I have and go back over to my house.
I get up to my room, managing not to wake anyone up, and hide under the covers texting away, to Nick.
'Have fun on yr tour. Im gnna mis u. 3 MC' I lie the phone down beside me and let the tears descend from my eyes, soaking a spot on my sheets. I feel my phone vibrating on the mattress and I see I have received a new text, the sender: Nick.
I read 'Hey MC u should cum dwn 2 studio 2moro b4 we tke off love NJJ' I think about his suggestion and I just don't know if I would be able to handle it 'ill think bout it 3 MC' I lie the phone, this time, on my nightstand as I come up from my hiding and rest my head on my pillow.
I slowly drift off, dream about one thing: Nicholas Jerry Jonas.
