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Sorry about the lack of posts—I had finals last week and then a packed weekend. Also, I won't be updating for about 2 weeks 'cause I'll be on vacation!
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Joe's POV
"So I've told you about me, now I want to hear about you. What is Lilly Truscott hiding?"
She sat up and looked deep in thought. I wasn't sure if I should keep asking or not. She ran a hand through her hair before she started talking. "What am I hiding?" She repeated the question. For a moment, I thought she was going to respond, "Nothing. My life is as perfect as it seems." Man was I wrong.
"Well let's see. My mom is as sweet as can be to me, she's the picture perfect mother. That's great right? The only problem is, everyone expects me to be just like her. But I'm not. She's the super-involved-in-everything, social, ridiculously organized and neat, super-successful, member-of-the-country-club mom. And then you have me. The skater/surfer/sports chick who has the guts to fight with guys. I love her and everything she does for me, but I'm so sick of everyone comparing me to her, because I'm not her. Then there are my best friends, Miley and Oliver. Well, this isn't a secret. Everybody can tell, they are my life. Without them, I'd die. They ARE family, and I would do anything for them."
I was curious and asked, "What about your dad?"
Her entire body tensed up. "The asshole who is my 'father.' That's all he is to me. My biological father. He is a deadbeat and does not deserve to be called 'dad.' My entire life, my mom was the one who raised me, juggling between raising me, her demanding job, and all the housework. She raised me, played the role of mom and dad, and she's always been the strong one." I listened intently as her voice started to raise, getting louder and louder. Soon, she was almost yelling, tears pouring down her face. "Then 13 years later, he had the nerve to show up at our house. He had the fucking nerve to come to our house, to show his fucking face after 13 years of abandoning us." Her voice was lowered again. "As soon as he came, we kicked him out. But not before he had thrown every picture frame at us and I had lost my voice from screaming at him. He means absolutely NOTHING to me and he never will."
I was completely speechless. What kind of monster would do this to her? I did the first thing I could think of. I walked over and sat down next to her and wrapped my arms around her, gently rubbing her back, attempting to comfort her. She didn't hesitate to pull away. She just buried her face in me and sobbed.
For some reason, it felt right.
LIVELAUGHLOVE
Lilly's POV
I let everything within in me loose. My father had always been a touchy subject, but it felt good to let it all out again. He did something that shocked me too. He wrapped his arms around me, and I instantly felt comforted, enveloped by his warm body, and I felt safe. You know that tingly feeling you get around the person you like, the sense of security? Yeah I don't. Miley always tells me that's how she feels around Nick (yes, my best friend is dating Nick Jonas) but I never knew what she meant. Until now.
Wait. This isn't supposed to happen. He's my enemy. I hate him. He hates me. That's how it's supposed to be. My tears stopped and we just sat there for a while still in the same position. Neither of us wanted to move. How did we even end up like this? Sure, there was a lot more to him than I knew and there was reason for him being a jerk, but how did I know this wasn't all an act too? I had my doubts about him.
But there was no denying this.
I've fallen head-over-heels for Joe Jonas.
LIVELAUGHLOVE
Joe's POV
Come on Joe. Just do it. You do it all the time, be spontaneous. Come on you pathetic boy. It's the perfect opportunity. Why can't I? Maybe because you actually care about this one, dumbass. I sighed. I'd wait for the perfect moment. After what seemed like an eternity (in a good way), she looked up toward me and said quietly, "Maybe we should keep going on this project." I reluctantly recoiled and stood up, rubbing the back of my neck. "Oh yeah, of course," I responded.
She gave me a small smile. God, how did I never notice her gorgeous smile, her beautiful silky blonde hair? Actually, come to think of it, I did. I was just too caught up hating her to care.
We started asking each other more basic questions, such as, "What's your favorite color?" and "Favorite food?" I was genuinely intrigued by this girl. She was just so different from all the other girls. We were both just laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling, our heads occasionally turning to look at each other. There were many laughing fits, and I had finally got my usual, naturally goofy self back. I could be myself around her, and it was a good feeling. Before we knew it, Kevin knocked on my door and called me down to dinner. Lilly immediately got up, muttering something about having to get home. I lightly grabbed her arm and stopped her. "Wait no, stay for dinner," I pleaded.
"I don't want to intrude," she refused.
"Intrude on what? The family dinner we have every night? Don't worry about it. My mom will be happy to have another girl at the table. It's tough eating with 5 guys," I said.
She gave in. "Ok fine. Let me just let my mom know," she replied as she walked to the bathroom.
I watched her gracefully walk out.
And at this moment I knew it.
I had completely fallen for Lilly Truscott.
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