Hello beautiful reader :)

I hope you like this chapter! It's definantly a cliffhanger.

Unfortunately, I'm going out of town , so I won't be able to update for a while.

But I promise I'll get to work on the next chapter as soon as I get back!

~Oogle Poogle

P.S. I do not own anything Jonas.

My plane had just landed in L.A. and I was standing outside waiting for my ride, when I spotted a certain blonde haired girl. "Stella!" I yelled. She turned around and before I knew it I was being engulfed in a hug. "I missed you so much!" She gushed, squeezing even tighter. "Me too, but I can't breathe here, Stell." I choked out. "Sorry." She said sheepishly as her arms dropped to her side.

Once we were inside her car and driving off, I couldn't help but ask the question that had been bugging me all week. "Stella, there's something I need to know." She glanced at me, taking in my pensive expression, and stared back at the road. "Yeah, Mace?" She asked cautiously. "Was the invitation from Nick? Did he send it to me?" Stella glanced at me and sighed. "No." I felt as if my heart had been ripped out of my chest. Nick had had no intentions of me coming to his wedding. Granted we hadn't talked in years, but we were still best friends and in the past even more. Stella spoke again, "Joe and Kevin did, for the same reasons as me, because we can't let Nick marry that witch, and you're the only one who can stop him." She paused and grinned. "And plus they're dying to see you." I smiled for a moment but tuned and stared back out the window. All hope now rested in my hands.

After several minutes in the car, we turned on to a gated street that was guarded with security. Stella stopped in front of the small booth and one of the guards came up. "It's just me." Stella called as he was walking up to her little sports car. "Good to see you Miss Malone." She gave me an encouraging smile and turned back to the large man. "Big Man, this is Macy Misa, you might remember her from back in the day." I wasn't sure how I didn't recognize him sooner, considering he looked the exact same as I remembered. I smiled at the memory of the day Nick, Stella, and I had to watch Big Man's niece Kiara. All because of Big Man and a simple babysitting job, Nick had done the sweetest most romantic thing a guy had ever done for me. Though I might not come out of this with Nick, I'll always be able to know that one of the songs on his album is about me and that will never change. But, the fact of the matter is that that Amber girl probably already has five written about her. I brushed off the heart wrenching thought and turned my attention back to the present. "Yeah, of course." Big man said nodding. "It's so good to see you Miss Misa. I haven't heard your name in ages."A single tear rolled down my cheek. It was nice to know that no one even talked about me anymore (much sarcasm intended). Did any of them even remember me? Big man took one look at me and said, "Maybe I've said too much." Stella nodded and drove off before he could say anything else.

"Macy, what he meant was-" I stopped her. "Stella it's okay. No, it's good actually. It's really good that you guys have moved on with your lives and aren't just sitting around all day wondering what could've been." I cringed as I described my current life style. Stella turned to me. "Moved on?" She looked at me. "Macy, you're my best friend. I could never 'move on.'" She said, making quotations with her fingers. "And I know for a fact that they still think about you all the time, as do I." There was a stinging pain in my stomach as the next words escaped my mouth. "Yeah, well if you guys really had cared then you would've made some kind of effort to keep in contact with me." Stella winced at my words and shook her head. "You're right. Macy, I don't blame you if you never forgive me, but I am truly sorry that I let our friendship slip through my fingers. I broke all of my promises, and I'm so sorry for that." I noticed a tear roll down her cheek as she continued. "And I apologize on the behalf of the boys too. They had no intention of hurting you, they're lives just got out of control and they found that it was easier to deal with their career here instead of back home. They didn't want your friendships to end, they were just trying to do what was best for their careers and got a little lost along the way." She wiped her eyes, and I could see that she was genuinely sorry for everything. I wrapped my arms around the girl. "Stella, I do forgive you. It was just hard going through the last two years without my best friends." She laughed. "How do you think I felt, not having my little energizer bunny around with me all the time?" Stella nudged me playfully. "Hey, why don't we go inside? There's a couple of boys that are dying to see you."

We pulled up to the all too familiar mansion, and hopped out. My hands were shaking as we walked up to the front door. "Stella," I turned to the girl standing beside me. The llok in her eyes urged me to continue. "I'm not sure about this. I mean what if he doesn't remember me? I don't think I could take that." Stella stared at me in disbelief. "Macy, everything will be fine. And how could he not remember you, sweet beautiful Macy. I mean he did love you at one time." At one time. Her words stung as they entered my ears. Stella, realizing the effect her words had had on me, gave me an apologetic smile and walked through the front door.

"Macy!" Before I could turn around to see who had yelled my name, I was being sandwiched in a hug. "Joe, Kevin it's so good to see you two." I said through my laughter. They broke away from their tight embrace and stared down at me. "Wow, Mace. It's been way too long." Kevin said and let out a sigh. Joe shrugged, "She still looks the exact same to me." "Thanks, Joe." I replied sarcastically. We stood there laughing over old memories for several minutes, before I looked at the clock that hung on the wall and realized an hou had gone by.

The boys eventually picked up my bags and led me out to the guest house, the same one Stella and I had stayed in when we spent that summer before my junior year here. "Wow." Kevin said, setting my suitcase down on the bed. "Just like old times." I laughed sadly, and glanced around the small room that appeared the same as it had three years ago. I sighed and repeated Kevin's words with a hint of sadness in my voice. "Yeah, just like old times."

I had an uneasy feeling in my stomach as we walked back over to the main house, and I couldn't understand why. I hadn't seen Nick once in the almost hour that I'd been there, I figured he was probably out wedding planning with his soon to be bride. The last word left me disgusted as it raced through my mind. Although I was dying to see Nick once again, I was also dreading that moment, dreading seeing the boy that was no longer mine, dreading seeing him happy, happy with her.

The four of us were standing in the entry way talking and laughing when I heard a familiar voice call my name. "Macy?" I spun around. It was him.

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