Wish You Were Here Chapter 3, a misc. tv shows fanfic

Wish You Were Here

Chapter three

DISCLAIMER: I do not own "Impossible" by Shontelle. 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.

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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

To tell me that something

Talk me down, down again

I'm broken

I'm frozen out

I'm going to Los Angeles. I know that I should be excited about this but there isn't much to be excited about without Nick by my side. At least I can say his name now. Sometimes I wonder if he thinks about me. Nah. He's probably too busy with the tour; it's a wonder how he thought about me when we were dating. Hmm.

The plane ride went smoothly. I wound up sitting in-between my parents. All three of my brothers were away at college so it often felt like I was only child. That was another thing that sucked about losing all my friends and…Nick. Lately, my only friends were Me, Myself, and I. Not much fun.

Finally. The plane landed and a limo was waiting to take us to a studio where I would meet Christopher Drew and record my song. It all doesn't feel real, you know? I can't imagine a world where I win a contest and record my very own song. I can't imagine a world without Stella, Joe, and Kevin. I can't imagine a world without Nick.

ONE HOUR LATER; STUDIO

I am greeted in the studio by Christopher Drew, an idol of mine. "Hi, I'm Christopher Drew, also known as NeverShoutNever." He smiles. A genuine smile.

"Hi," I shake his hand. "It's such a pleasure to meet you." I'm smiling like I used to when I was a crazed fan for JONAS. Those days were much simpler.

"I'm glad to hear that I have such great fans. And such cute ones," he smiles at me. Did Christopher Drew just call me cute? "Alright, let's get recording. Do you have a song in mind?"

"Actually, I wrote my own." I blush a little bit.

"Great, let's hear it!" He shows me my way into the studio and how it all works. After he read my lyrics he told me they were great and went into the other room to control the sounds. "Ready, set, go!" He points a finger to me.

All right, Mace. Time to sing.

"I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did, I did

And you were strong and I was not

My illusion, my mistake

I was careless, I forgot

I did

And now when all is done

There is nothing to say

You have gone and so effortlessly

You have won

You can go ahead tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the rooftops

Write it on the skyline

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible, impossible

Falling out of love is hard

Falling for betrayal is worst

Broken trust and broken hearts

I know, I know

Thinking all you need is there

Building faith on love and words

Empty promises will wear

I know, I know

And now when all is gone

There is nothing to say

And if you're done with embarrassing me

On your own you can go ahead tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the rooftops

Write it on the skyline

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible, impossible

Impossible, impossible!

Ooh impossible (yeah yeah)

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did

Tell them all I know now

Shout it from the roof tops

Write it on the sky line

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible, impossible

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did.."

His face looked almost… shocked? I guess I don't look like much of a singer. Or maybe, maybe I was so bad…

"That was great!" He likes my song!

"Oh, thanks…" I sound skeptic.

"No, really, that was amazing. I think it's going to be a big hit!"

I blush. "Thanks." I look down at the ground.

He then, to my utter astonishment, walks over and lifts my chin up with his pointer-finger. "You should be proud of yourself, it's a great song."

I smile.

"Macy, it's time to go! We have to show you something!" My mom shouts to me.

"Bye, it was a pleasure meeting and working with you!" I say to him.

"The pleasure is mine. Goodbye." It's the first time I've heard a boy around my age say "goodbye" since Nick. My heart sends a jolt through my whole body. I walk to my parents.

"We have decided to move here! We have so much faith that you are going to be a successful singer!" Great. Now I get to be thousands of miles away from Stella when they get back from tour. At least I won't have to deal with Nick.

"Awesome," I fake a smile and hug my parents.

FIVE MONTHS LATER.

Wish you were here

Wish you well

If you'd only share this hell

But you leave, and stains are left on me

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

In the past months a lot has changed. My single, Impossible, became a big hit. I soon released an album that hit number one on the Billboard 200. My dream has come true. I am a famous singer now.

It would be a lit better if Nick were by my side.

I'm going to say that the next chapter will be put up once I have...5(?) reviews. This is probably a lie because I am just as anxious to get the next chapter up. But I do love reviews!

Enjoy!

xoxo
Missy