HAPPY NEW YEAR! HAVE FUN MY LOVES!
THIS YEAR IS MY YEAR..
And here's Chapter 10 is celebration of 2010, the new decade!
And englanders, happy snow day!
------------xx----------Lucy's POV-------------------xx--------------
Wow. Best. Night. Ever.
I was currently sat on my bed in my hotel room, strumming on my guitar, in my superman pyjamas.
"This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right, babe
Misty morning, comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
And I knew from the first note played
I'd be, breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile and
All the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight
Tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special
Just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar..."
"You love him?"
My head snapped up at the sound of Stephen's voice. He was leant against the door frame, arms folded, in his plaid pyjama bottoms and a t-shirt.
"I.. don't know." I sighed, putting down my guitar. "Where are the others?"
"Playing about with their guitars in the living area." He walked over to me and perched beside me. "You should tell him."
"No way." I shook my head in protest. "I can't do that, it'll only screw everything up!"
"Well he might like you too."
"No, why would he?"
"Do I honestly have to make you write a self-esteem list again? Look Lucy, you're kind, pretty, talented. He'd be stupid not to like you."
"Pah."
"Shut up." He stood up and grabbed my arm. "Come on, we're missing the jam."
"Stevie?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks."
"No problem." He smiled as we walked out the room.
"Oh, and promise me you'll never say 'jam' again." He sounded way too uncool for that. Though, I did love him really.. like I loved my pet fish.
"Hey guys." Stella grinned, a little too happily as we walked into the living room. She was leant on Joe, who was fiddling with some strings on his guitar.
"Hey." I half-smiled. "What you guys up to?"
"We were just jamming." Joe shuffled to his left so there was more room for me. I sat down between him and Tiffany with my guitar. "Getting better?"
I nodded. "Much better. Thanks."
Nick started a tune on his guitar that I recognised as one of their older songs. "They come and go, but they don't know, that you are my beautiful."
Joe joined in, playing the chords on his guitar. "I try to come closer to you, but they all say we won't make it through."
Then the three boys sang together. "But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I'll be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine."
I don't really understand what happened next, but this urge to sing just appeared from no where.
Plus, the words seemed totally appropriate to me. "I'm in and out of love with you, tryin' to find if it's really true." I ignored the fact that the others and stopped singing and were no staring at me. "How can I prove my love, if they all think I'm not good enough."
Beth joined in with me for the chorus. "But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I'll be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine."
I decided to stop for a second, especially when I realised Joe was staring at me, surprised.
"I can't stop the rain from falling, can't stop my heart from calling you, it's calling you." Meghan sang.
"I can't stop the rain from falling, can't stop my heart from calling you, it's calling you." Then Beth sang on her own.
She nodded at Meghan and they sang the next line together. "I can't stop the rain from falling, can't stop my heart from calling you, it's calling you"
We all sang the chorus together, including Stella, and Tiffany who had picked up the words.
"But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I'll be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time"
Stephen joined in for the last line, as he'd clearly only picked that one up. "Please be mine."
I heard a beep and looked over at Stephen, realising he was holding a videocamera.
"No." I told him, sternly.
He smiled. "It's proof you can sing."
"I can't."
"Er.. you can." Joe said, turning to face me."
"Not very well.."
"God Lucy, will you stop being so frickin' modest?!" Tiffany hit my arm.
"Er.. ow?"
"They're right." Kevin smiled. "You can sing, Lucy. Your voice is incredible."
"Fine." I sighed, deciding I wasn't going to win this fight.
"You all have amazing voices." Nick smiled.
"Mmm.. well mine needs resting. I really shouldn't have sang that with a sore throat." Beth sighed, standing up. "You coming, Lu?"
"I'll come." Stella yawned. "I'm about to fall asleep!"
"I think I'll stay up for a bit." I smiled.
"Well, night." Stephen headed off to his room as Beth headed off to ours.
"Nighty night, superstar... don't forget to kiss him goodnight" Tiffany whispered to me, hugging me and disappearing down the hall with Meghan. I stood there, my jaw dropped. He hadn't heard that, had he?!
"Dude, will you help me pick an outfit for tomorrow?" Nick asked Kevin.
Kevin raised an eyebrow. "What, so you're a girl now?"
I laughed softly and Joe smirked.
"Dude, just come on." Nick dragged his oldest brother towards his room.
"Wow, who knew JONAS found it hard to pick an outfit." I smiled.
"It's hard looking this hot." He smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, you wish."
He didn't need to wish. He was bloody gorgeous, even wearing his grey jogging bottoms and the black tank top that seemed to stretch across his muscle and show off his biceps. And the Joehawk...
"I'm hungry." He stood up. "What about you?"
"Well yeah, but it's nearly 1am... I don't really think room service is available at this time."
"Let's go downstairs. One of the cafes has to be open."
"You know I'm in my pyjamas, right?" I stood up too and looked down; shorts and a tank top and slippers, walking around a fancy hotel.. er.. nice... at least I'd kept my underwear on, I guess...
"Here." He threw me his zip-up black hoody which had 'LUCAS' written on the back and had the small JONAS logo on the front.
"You wear your own merchandise?" I laughed as we walked to the door.
"Well someone has to test it.. and they are pretty cosy." He smiled, grabbing the key and closing the door behind us. He slipped it in his pocket as we walked into the elevator.
I tried not to show that I was sniffing the hoody, but it smelt so good.. just like he did. I internally slapped myself.
"Ground floor." The voiceover said, and we walked out of the elevator into the lobby.
It was completely empty, apart from the occassional member of staff, hurrying about.
The receptionist, a bubbly blonde who looked about my age, sat there and gawped.
"Hey." Joe smiled and we walked over to her. She didn't reply, so Joe continued. "Is there anywhere in here to eat that's still open?"
"Er... no." She replied, twirling a blonde curl around her finger. "But I'm sure we can arrange some food for you, Mr Lucas."
"Great." He turned to me. "How about ice-cream sundaes?"
"Mmm that sounds so good right now." I smiled, feeling a little stupid. It was 1am. It was November. And I was going to have an ice-cream sundae. Insane? Yes, but I'll take insanity anyday.
The receptionist dialled a number on her phone. "Yeah, it's front desk. Could you make too icecream sundaes for Joe Lucas, please? Yeah, okays." She hung up and fluttered her eyelashes. "They'll be up in your penthouse in five minutes."
"Thanks." Joe smiled at her and we headed back to the elevator.
Our sundaes arrived just as we got back to the room.
"Woah, that was fast." I smiled as the man handed me a chocolate brownie sundae.
He nodded and walked off.
"I thought you were meant to be the superwoman."
"Superman."
"But superman is a MAN." Joe told me as we walked into the room.
"Yeah.. keep telling yourself that." I curled up on the sofa with my ice-cream sundae.
Joe sat down beside me. "Your voice is incredible."
"Nope." I replied, shoving ice-cream sundae down my throat.
He nudged me. "It is, trust me. Quit putting yourself down!"
"Pah." I finished my last bit and smiled, wiping away any sauce that was around my mouth.
"Jeeze, you ate that fast for a girl!"
I grinned. "I'm not one to spoon a little bit at a time into my mouth."
He laughed. "Figures. You're just completely different."
I cocked my head to the side. "I am?"
"Yeah." He finished his ice cream sundae and put the empty bowl beside mine.
"Oh..."
"A good different." He smiled, relieving me. Thank the lord for that.
I smiled. "Thanks."
"No problem."
We stayed up just laughing and talking, and at some point I fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was lying on something really comfortable.. but it was moving.
I looked up and noticed my head was on Joe's chest and he was sound-asleep. A blanket was over me, keeping me warm and I was still wearing his hoody.
I peered around the room and noticed Tiffany standing there, watching me with a smirk on her face.
"I've got a photo!" She sang quietly, waving about her camera.
"Oh god, Tiff! Give that here!" I hissed quietly. I tried to move, but Joe's arms tightened around my waist.
"Looks like you're not going anywhere for a while." She winked. "It's a cute photo anyway!"
"Tiffany get your butt over here!"
"Nope." She skipped back off to her bedroom.
"Ugh." I groaned.
Then my 'pillow' moved fidgeted about. I looked at him nervously and my heart jumped as he opened his eyes.
He eyed our position and laughed softly, looking adorably sleepy. "Morning."
"Hey..."
"You sleep okay?"
"Mmmm .. sorry I fell asleep."
"I must've fell asleep about the same time." He replied, looking down to see his arms were wrapped around my waist. "Uh, sorry."
"It's okay." I sat up and pulled off the blanket.I took off the hoody and passed it to him. "Thanks for letting me borrow it."
"You can keep it." He smiled.
"Really? You sure?"
"It's not like I can't get another one." He shrugged.
"But it says LUCAS on the back."
"Yeah, well I guess it makes you my number one fan." He winked.
I smiled. "I guess it does."