Hey guys! Good job on making it to Chapter 5! It didn't take you that long to get 8 comments =P Anyways, I've been DYING to write this chapter, so I hope you like it!
"I'm sorry Josie, but I HAD to," Ash complained.
"You HAD to?" I said disbelieving.
"Yeah, mom wouldn't let me throw a party this year unless I invited everyone," she said, a pained look on her face.
"Ugh, you're mom drives me insane sometimes, Ash," I said, laughing a bit.
A party. With Nicholas Jonas. Not too much fun.
"Anyways, let's get to watching this movie!" I said as I watched the last preview end.
"Nooo! Josie! I didn't get to see any of the previews!" Ash fake cried.
"Good," I smirked and clicked play movie.
The movie ran by pretty quickly, as I've seen it more than two dozen times. We laughed ourselves to tears on some parts and after a while it had ended.
"Gosh, that movie cracks me up every time," Ash said while wiping the last giggle drawn tear from her eye.
"Haha I know I know, just gotta love it," I laughed.
"Oh dude, it's 10:30, I gotta head off now," Ash said, walking to the door.
"Aww, time just flew by. I'll see you tomorrow," I said as I opened up the door for her to leave.
"Call me if you're dad comes home," she said and I shut the door after waving goodbye.
I was tired so I headed off to bed. I turned off the light and got under the covers and stared at the ceiling. In my mind I traced the curls and swerves of the design in the ceiling.
Just like those curly brown locks.
Oh no, not these thoughts again. Get ahold of yourself, Josie. That's just way too weird.
School buzzed by as usual. Jonas bothering me in the morning, the afternoon, and before school let out. I seemed to out of it today. After all, it was Friday. And, it was also Ash's big party!
Around 5:00 I started getting ready. Something jerked me inside and told me to dress nice. I decided to go with a long red and white horizontal striped tee that went down to mid thigh and light faded jeans. I accented the top with a chunky white beaded necklace and earrings to match. I put a ruby red headband across my straightened golden hair and forced my bangs to side sweep. A slew of white bangles covered most of my wrists and red ballet flat shoes completed the outfit. I was in the middle of doing my makeup when I heard a crash in the kitchen.
I had a feeling I knew exactly what happened. I cracked my door a bit and peered out. My father had just broken yet another glass on the floor.
"Josandra! Get your ass out here right now!" he bellowed. Great timing.
"You take this here broom and sweep up this mess. And I don't wanna hear a damned word until its back to normal. Now get me a flipping beer and leave me the hell alone.
Such profanity. I sniffed and got down on the floor to clean up his mess.
"You say something, punk?" he screamed. I shook my head side to side, not wanting to anger his with my speech.
"You lying worthless piece of crap," he stormed over. I backed away.
"Don't you back off from me," he yelled. He leaned over and smacked me across the face. I could smell the alcohol in his breath. My cheek stung, but only for a minute. I didn't flinch at all. "Doesn't look like it hurt. I'm guessing you didn't get the message the first time," he laughed menacingly. The rage in his eyes made me fear him. He hit me again, only this time harder. I cried in pain.
"That'll teach you not to bother with me," he laughed. "AND GET ME ANOTHER BEER!" he screamed and left the room. I felt helpless laying on the kitchen floor. I tried not to cry for the sole purpose of not wanting to mess up my eye makeup. I picked myself up and brushed myself off. I opened the fridge and reached for a beer. Dare I take it? Even I questioned it. And then, and idea hit me. I ran back to my room and finished my makeup. I added blush to my cheeks so the redness of the slap wouldn't be so obvious. I grabbed my overnight bag and filled it with my needs and ran into the kitchen. I grabbed a lowly can of Budweiser and tossed it at the couch. It angered him. I know it. I ran out of that house as fast as my legs could possibly take me. A roar of rage was heard from my house and I sped out the driveway. I was too far for him to get me now. Even walking across the hallway was tough for him when he was this drunk.
I got to Ash's in a flash.
"Josie, where have you been?" Ash asked, opening the door and letting me in. I could hear music playing from the basement.
"I had to run for it," I panted.
"Did you're father-?"
"Yes."
"Did he hit you?" she said angrily.
All I could do was nod before I thought I'd break down. She hugged me tightly. "You can stay here for the night," she said, stroking my hair. I lifted up my over night bag.
"Already planned to," I managed to smile.
"Well, let's get your mind off this and have some fun, shall we?" she smiled and we headed down stairs.
There was a stereo system set up and snacks lined the two tables. Decorations were all hung and everyone looked like they were having fun.
"Who wants to smack the piñata now that Josie's here?" Ash announced. I winced at the word "smack" but decided that this could be a good way to get all my anger out. I saw Jonas at the snack table and turn around with half a dozen cheetos sticking out of his mouth as he walked over to play.
"Hey Vazquez," he said, taking a cheeto out of his mouth. "Want one?"
"Ew, Jonas you're so gross!" I said, walking away. He laughed and lined up for the piñata. Ashton went first after squabbling to beat up the candy filled animal first. We blind folded him and he swung at it and missed. Then he hit it and a few pieces of candy dropped out. Jonas was first to get them and stick it in his baggy. I was next. The blindfold was over my eyes and I took a whack at it. BAM! It hit it. It felt nice. I hit it again, letting my anger out. I ended up beating the piñata up so bad that all the candy fell out. Everyone rushed for the candy as I lifted off the bandana off of my face.
"That felt good," I smiled at Ash.
"I bet it did," she laughed. We got some candy and then it was time for another game.
"Seven minutes in heaven!" Courtney cheered, hugging onto Matt's arm. He looked down and smiled at her.
I nudged Ash. "You never said anything about this!" I whispered as we all got into a circle.
"Last minute planning," she winked and put a hat full of names into the center of the circle. Jeremy picked first. "Sasha?" he said. Sasha, a black haired, fashionable Spanish girl got up from her spot. I know her from my English class, we're pretty good friends. She grabbed hands with Jeremy and closed the door.
"I wonder what they're doing in there," Ashton cracked up.
"God knows what," I said. "That's why I hate games like this."
We waited a few more minutes and before time was up, they came out.
"Knew you'd come out of the closet sometime, buddy," Ashton laughed while high fiving his friend.
"God Ashton, you're such a freak," Jeremy said, sitting down next to Sasha, who seemed slightly disappointed.
"Josie, you're next," Ash nudged my arm. I sighed and picked a name from the hat.
"WHAT!? NO WAY!" I exclaimed.
"Well, who'd you get?" Courtney asked.
"Jonas…" I said, a sickly feeling in my stomach. I looked over at Nick who was slightly blushing.
He got up and said "Let's just get this over with," and opened the door for me. I got up and signed and mouthed "I'm going to kill you" to Ash. She just laughed and waved goodbye.
When we got into the closet I turned the light on.
"Don't even think about turning that light off," I sternly said to him.
"Oh baby, you know you want it," he said sexily and turned the light off and laughed.
"Oh hell no," I turned the light back on and tried to open the door. "Oh man, they locked it. I'm so gunna kill them when I get out of here," I said outloud. Nick just laughed.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything. I don't wanna be in here either," he said and folded his arms.
"So I guess we just stand in here until they decide to let us out," I said and slumped down the wall and onto the floor. He joined me. I sighed. A minute had passed.
"Well, what's this game all about?" Nick asked me.
"To get in a closet with someone and just make out with them and stuff," I said, staring at the door, hoping time would go faster.
"Well, might as make the game worthwhile?" he suggested.
"What are you thinking, Jonas?!" I said, getting up.
"Well, only if you wanted to…" he looked at his shoes. "I mean, they're gunna ask us what we did and if we didn't do anything then they're gunna send us back in here," he said.
"True…" I trailed off.
"So…?" he got on his feet. I winced, "I guess so…"
He leaned in a bit and I did too. I saw him close those big brown eyes and as his top eyelashes touched the bottom, our lips met.
It was like a feeling I cant describe. Those soft, unique shaped lips touched mine and a sensation filled my bones. And I pulled away.
"What did you pull away for?" he asked.
"I don't know…it just felt weird…" I said.
He smiled. "That's okay, you didn't have to-" but before he could say another word, something inside me leaped and I kissed him, like I never thought I ever would. He smiled under the kiss and kissed me back. I ran my fingers through his curly brown locks and twisted one with my finger. Mocking me, he did the same, lightly pulling on my golden strands. I opened my eyes for just a second and his were closed. I closed mine again and slowly pulled away with one last peck on his lips.
He breathed in quickly. "Wow…" he said surprised.
"I know," I said, kind of shocked at what had just went on.
"Ew," he said and laughed.
"Oh shut up!" I said and punched him in the arm. He punched me back, but only lightly. So I punched him harder. The door opened as I took a swing.
"Woah, Josie, this game is not meant for beating up the other person," she laughed.
We sat back down in the same spots and acted as if nothing had happened.
The game carried on and Ash kept asking me what happened. "So…did you guys kiss?" she begged me to tell her.
"Ew no, why would I ever kiss Jonas? Are you out of you're mind? Cuz I have a right mind that's telling me to dump that bowl of punch on you," I laughed.
The party went on with no discussion of the previous game and soon it was time for everyone to go. Before Nick left, he shoved a small crumpled piece of paper into my hand. Ash took a glace at him. He pulled the cheek skin form under his eye down and stuck his tongue out. "Later, loser," he laughed and left.
"Thought he'd never leave," I said, sitting down in in a beanbag chair.
"Tell me about it," I rolled me eyes. Ash turned her back for a minute to clean up the mess on the tables and I unfolded it and it read "Don't tell anyone." I wouldn't dare.
Gosh it feels like a sin to say that was fin to write XD Cindy, please don't kill me! Me, Dani, am proud to say that my heart belong to Joe Jonas, not Nick XD
Sorry about the profanity there in the beginning. Had to make it sound real. Woo!
That ending just gave me a good idea for future chapters! LOL! Wanna find out what I'm thinking? Then…
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