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Chapter 6

This is what I had always wanted. A record deal. Even better, a Hollywood records record deal. So why hadn't I agreed to it yet? Why was I having second thoughts??

Oh that's right. There's like kind of this boy who I've fallen head over heels for. Except I can't stand to be around him. Sure I guess I could do the whole "just friends" deal, but I wasn't ready just yet. I was still licking my wounds.

With all these thoughts whirling around my head I felt like I was going to faint.

So that's exactly what I did.

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I didn't remember much of what had happened. I mean I was unconscious after all. But I do remember not hitting the floor, no someone had caught me. Joe most likely. Of course, cause he was sweet. I still hated him though.

I felt his two strong arms lightly wrapped around me. I turned around to face him and was met by those gorgeous eyes. I hated that I loved him.

"Ah, the sleeping beauty awakes." he half whispered.

"What time is it?" As much as I wanted to, I couldn't flirt back. If there was flirting then my heart would think there was hope, but my head knew better.

"Um, around midnight."

"I have to go." Oh this is great, the second night in a row I miss curfew.

"No, it's cool. We called your parents; they said you could crash here since you weren't feeling too great."

"No, no I better go."

"What was with you fainting anyways?"

"Um, let me think, shock?!?"

"Well I'm sure you already know the answer."

"Yeah, tell them there is no way I can go on tour with you guys."

"Are you crazy?!" Yes, I was. But would you really want to go on tour with someone you hated. Okay well not hated, more like disliked. Okay fine I couldn't hate him, but maybe if I kept telling myself I did then I would. And how can someone you hate break your heart.

"Joe, you just don't understand the situation."

"Yeah, yeah I do. You don't think we're good enough for you. Like going on tour with us would give you a crappy start. Well just so you know people love us."

"Oh jeez," I mumbled under my breath, "Joe, you don't get it."

I couldn't take anymore of this pointless ranting. I briskly walked pass Nick in the hallway. He must of noticed I was upset because I herd him tell Joe that they needed to talk.

Well that talk sounded like something I might want to listen too. Okay, okay I know listening in on people is rude and bad but I just felt like I had too.

"I don't get it Nick. I said I was sorry about Emma, what more does she want?"

"YOU! SHE WANTS YOU! And for I while you had me fooled, I thought you wanted her too. I guess she was just another victim of your player ways." Nick sounded angry.

"Nick, I do want her. I care for her, a lot. But there's just something about Emma that has me hooked."

"Yeah, it's called publicity. We all know that you only date her because she gets a bunch of press, being an heiress and all."

"That's not true."

"Yeah, right. Joe you never realize how special some girls really are. I'm so sick of you just using them to get stuff. I would kill to have Mel feel the same way about me as she does for you. I hope for once, you really understand how much you've lost." And with that he walked out the door. And saw me crouching by the doorway.

"Well funny seeing you here." I said putting on the fakest "I'm innocent" smile.

"How much did you hear?" He reached out his hand and helped me help.

"Enough to know that you are about the sweetest boy to ever walk the earth." I couldn't help but notice the cute way his ears turned beet red and the dimples his adorable smile created on my cheeks. Just being near him was enough to turn my world upside down.

Wait. Was I falling for Nick? I couldn't. Could I?

"Your parents said you could stay the night right?" His voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Yeah, but I really can't handle Joe right now."

"Who said anything about Joe?" He took my hand yet again and led me to his room.

After a few mini-bar snacks and watching The 40 Year Old Virgin we decided it was time to hit the sacks.

Nick grabbed a pillow and extra blanket from the closet and made himself a mini bed on the couch.

"Oh, no, no way." I said confusing him.

"What?"

"Nicholas Jerry Jonas, get your butt in this bed right now."

"No really its fine, I'll take the couch."

"No, you will not, we can share the bed."

"But-"

"The only but I will accept is yours making its way over here."

"Fine, you win." His ears turned red again as he slid under the covers and turned out the light.

"Sweet dreams" I said dozing off.

"Trust me; no dream could be sweeter than this."

A/N In all seriousness, I need to be getting more reviews for me to update faster. I hate when people say that, but it really is motivating.