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Everything with a * behind it will be translated on the end of the chapter :)
I apologize for not uploading in a while, but I'm super busy with school and stuff.. And my life hasn't been a really happy one this past week… But I'm not here to talk about my fucked up life, enjoy this chapter!
It's only you I know it's true,
it has to be.
He stumbled down the stairs late that night. It was three am, if he believed his alarm-clock, and for some reason he hadn't been able to fall asleep again. He rubbed his tired eyes as he entered the dark kitchen, opening the refrigerator, shining a blueish light through the kitchen. He wasn't aware of his sister sitting at the kitchen table, a bucket of icecream infront of her, and a spoon in her hand.
He grabbed onto the milk carton, pulling it open and placing it at his lips. But the voice that suddenly spoke up startled him, causing milk to spray from his mouth and against the closed fridge door. "Don't drink from the carton, Nicholas." He twirled around to look at her, the milk carton still in his hands. "It's disgusting if you do that." She had her eyebrows pulled up at him as she shoved a spoonful off strawberry icecream in her mouth.
"And you eating straight from the icecream bucket isn't?" He went into a cabinet above the kitchen counter and grabbed onto a mug, sitting down next to her after he closed the cabinet again.
"Not if I finish it. But I know you aren't able to finish three quarters of a milk carton." She replied smugly, scooping a new spoonful of icecream in her mouth while he filled his mug with milk. "So, why are you up this late?" She licked at the icecream that was left on her spoon, cleaning it from the frozen treat.
"Why are you?" He shot back at her.
"Couldn't sleep because of what has been going on lately." She shrugged, digging into a new spoonful off icecream. "Doesn't explain why you are up at three twenty-one in the morning." She got up from her seat, walking towards the fridge and pulling it open again. "So, I again ask, why?" She pulled the carton off chocolate milk from the refrigerator, closing it again.
He watched as his sister took a glass from the cabinet above the sink, filling it with the cold, chocolate drink before she placed the carton back in the fridge. "Woke up, and just can't fall asleep again." He shrugged, taking a drink from his milk and wiping the milk mustache that was left on his face away with his hand.
Miley sat back down in her chair again, grabbing onto her spoon. "There's always a reason for not being able to sleep." She dropped her spoon back in the bucket again. "But off the sleeping topic, I want to thank you again." She turned in her chair so she faced him. "You really are the best brother in the world." She giggled and then wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tightly. "I love you Nick." She whispered, her head buried against his chest.
"Why are you thanking me?" He tightened his arms around her for a moment, before he pulled back so he could look at her. "I didn't do anything for you that you could thank me for." He looked confused as he leaned back in his chair. "Why would you thank me?"
"It's not that I am only thanking you, because I will thank everyone once they're awake. It's just that I'm thanking you for this opportunity. Without you all I would still be dreaming to have a life like this back at the orphanage. Because of you I'm living my dream. And I'm thanking you for it." She smiled softly before she hugged him again. "Thank you again." She kissed his cheek before she stood up from her seat. "Goodnight Nick, I'll see you in the morning." She smiled again before she left the kitchen, leaving her stuff behind.
"Goodnight Mi." Nick sighed as his eyes fell on the mess that she had left on the table. Sighing again he grabbed onto her spoon, scooping up some ice cream and eating it. He then dropped it onto the table, placing the lid back onto the tub before he got up from his seat opening the fridge so he could put it back in the freezer. "I knew she wouldn't finish it." He mumbled to himself, pushing the fridge close with his hip before going back to the table to put everything else in the dishwasher, and clean the milk from the fridge's door.
I hate the homecoming queen,
I'm pretty damn sure she can't stand me.
"No you don't have to come in with us! They're over twenty, and I have Justin," For some reason she spoke his name in a weird tone. "thank you very much!" Miley huffed as her three brothers followed her and Demi around as they tried to find their way backstage. She was finally going to meet two of her Dutch idols, and she was not going to let brothers ruin this for her. "Serious, get a life! Stop following me around all day!" She slipped through the door that was signed as the boys' dressingroom along with her brothers and Demi.
"We have to make sure they don't try to do anything funny."
Miley swiveled around to face Kevin. "Like, are you serious? They're over twenty and both have girlfriends!" She threw her hands up as her brothers just stared at her. "Alsof ik tegen doven aan het praten ben ofzo (*)." She huffed again, crossing her arms and tapping her foot onto the floor. "Go away!"
As her brothers stayed where they were the long lost Jonas sister turned to look at her best friend. "Kan jij je vriendje hier niet weg zwijmelen ofzo? Een lekkere smakkert ofzo?(2*)" She cringed at the idea of seeing her best friend make out with her older brother, but it was all for a good cause, get her brother the hell out of there before Nick and Simon would arrive to meet them.
Demi was looking at her black painted nails in boredom. "Just let them stay Miles, you won't be able to get rid of them." She looked up when the door made a sound as it was opened. She then looked over at Miley as her best friend grabbed onto her arm tightly, digging her short nails into her skin. "Laat los.(3*)" She hissed through her teeth.
"Hey."
"Eeep."
"So she gets all; 'oh my gosh' about them. But when she found out we were her brothers, she got all mad at us." Joe muttered to his brother, but quieted down by a jab in the ribs from his girlfriend, who gave him a look that said: 'Shut up, or I do make you leave.' He just huffed at her. "Fine."
'Oh, we dachten dat jullie maar met twee zouden komen.(4*)" Simon eyed the three boys on the side. "We hadden een verassing, maar ik weet niet of dat nu..(5*)" He trailed off, looking at his companion, Nick. He just shrugged and Simon turned his eyes to the two girls. "..maar we kunnen vast wel wat regelen.(5*)" He stuck his hand out to Miley. "Jij bent Miley, toch?(6*)" The brunette just nodded at him and shook his hand. "Simon."
Demi smiled at him as she shook his hand. "Niet op hun letten. Blijkbaar mogen we nergens heen zonder ze, bang dat we worden aangevallen ofzo.(7*)" She rolled her eyed. "Maar we kunnen ze wegsturen als ze irritant worden.(8*) Right Joe?" She turned her eyes to her boyfriend who, even though he couldn't understand a thing she just said, happily nodded at his girlfriend. She then shook Nick's hand. "Het is echt te gek dat jullie dit wilde doen!(9*)"
"We hebben veel verhalen gehoord over het Nederlandse meisje dat opeens het zusje van een populaire Amerikaanse band bleek te zijn, en ook nog een goed kon zingen.(10*)" Nick took a bottle from the table, screwing the blue cap off it. "We vonden het best wel gaaf om te horen dat ze een grote fan was.(11*)"
Miley swiveled around to look at Nick as he tapped her arm. "Where's Justin, would've thought he would be here when you were back in the Netherlands." But his sister just huffed at his comment and turned around to face the other two boys again. "Did I say something wrong?" He turned to look at his two older brothers.
"From what I've heard from Demi is that she and Justin got into a fight over the phone last night. Nothing major, and no break-ups, but she was pretty torn down by it. And now everytime he is brought up, she gets al snippy and angry." Joe didn't turn to look at his younger brother, but kept his eyes on his girlfriend, as if to make sure she wouldn't be grabbed away by someone any moment.
"What happened?"
"From what I understood is that Justin has been spotted around with this girl. And you know how the papz blow it way out of proportion, and are making it look like he's cheating on her." Joe crossed his arms. "He waved it off as nothing, and that is where the shouting came in." His attention was brought to his sister and girlfriend, who shrieked, and then nodded enthusiastically.
"Dat is echt te gek!(12*)" Miley giggled, looking at Demi. "We kunnen..(13*)" She didn't have to finish as her best friend nodded at her. "Dat is echt de perfecte manier om..(13*)" Again she didn't finish, as Demi nodded her head again. "Okey then!"
"Do they do that a lot?" One of the guys, Joe was not sure if it was Nick or Simon, asked them, his words layered with a thick Dutch accent.
"Answering without knowing what the other is saying, but in someway it looks like they know?" When the one that asked the question nodded, he continued. "Yup," Kevin popped his 'p'. "but it's scarier if Miley and Nick do it. With the twin thing and all. It is as if they actually know what the other is thinking." He eyed his younger brother. "And I would like it if you never do it again."
"It's not our fault." Nick and Miley said to him, in complete synchronization. Then they looked at eachother, a sly smirk coming up on their faces. "But we.." Nick began. "..could also.." Miley continued. "..do it…" Nick again. "..like this!" They ended in-sync with eachother. "It's a lot more funnier that way!" They continued together, their grins growing wider as Joe and Kevin groaned at them.
Nick looked down at his watch. "Uhm," He began, looking up again. "we gaan beginnen over twintig minuten, en ik denk dat we het beste jullie tien minuten in de show het podium op kunnen halen. Als dat goed is?(14*)"
Miley and Demi just nodded at them. "Maar ik heb wel een gitaar nodig.(15*)" She turned to look at her brothers. "Did we bring my new guitar? Or any guitar at all?" She huffed when they shook their head no. "Damn." She muttered under her breath, turning back around. "Hebben jullie misschien een gitaar die ik mag gebruiken?(15*)" She clapped her hands in excitement as they nodded at her.
Thinkin' about us,
what we gonna be?
So, if you're wondering why Miley is talking about a new guitar. I wrote that because I never told you guys what Nick's present was in the last chapter. So, if you wanna know. He got her an acoustic guitar, it's chocolaty brown, with quotes from Jonas brother's songs on it. And he had it made so that the strings were bright pink. So, now you know!
(*): 'As if I'm talking to deaf people.'
(2*): 'Can't you flirt your boyfriend away? Give him a big kiss or something?'
(3*): 'Let go!'
(4*): 'Oh, we thought you would be coming with only two.'
(5*): 'We had a surprise, but I'm not sure that…' '..but there's probably something we can think off.'
(6*): 'You're Miley, right?'
(7*): 'Don't mind them. Turns out we can't go anywhere without them, scared that we get attacked or something.'
(8*): 'But we can send them away if they get irritating.'
(9*): 'It's really awesome that you wanted to do this!'
(10*): 'We've heard a lot of stories about the Dutch girl that turned out to be the little sister of a popular American ban, and could sing good aswell.'
(11*): 'We tought it wwas cool to heard that she was a big fan.'
(12*): 'That is awesome!'
(13*): 'We can…' 'That's the perfect way to..'
(14*): 'we're gonna start in twenty minutes, and I think that's it's the best if we can get you on stage ten minutes into the show. If that's alight?'
(15*): 'Do you have a guitar that I may use?'