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My breathe hitched in my throat, did he-? No, I'm hearing things he said... He lent it... that makes no sense. Oh stop talking to yourself and ask the boy what he said.
"What?" I murmured, my voice shaky. Joe gulped and looked down, squinting his eyes as if trying to remember what he just said also. I walked up to him slowly, after getting no reply. I watched his face turn a pale color and his breathing slow. He looked as if he were going to faint any second, then suddenly his little freak out ended as soon as it started. The color was coming back, now in a light pink from embarrassment. Was he going to answer me or was I just going to stand here and watch his skin change colors? He let in a deep breath, gaining his composure back and looked me straight in the eyes, confidently.
"I said, uh, It doesn't matter, really..." He muttered lowly, almost like he was talking to himself. He started to turn back around but I grabbed onto his arm and pulled him back. He sighed and ran a sweaty hand through his hair.
"Can I help you?" He questioned, staring at my tight grip on his blazer. He slowly grabbed the hand that he was looking at and released my grip on him, but didn't let go of my hand. I looked at him with squinted eyes.
I asked, "Joe... What's going on? Why are you acting like this? It is a big deal, you- you said you meant it? I mean-" In one quick motion Joe's arms wrapped around my small figure, and his head swooped down and landed on my shoulder, as his grip tightened, pulling me into a bear hug.
I gasped softly, surprised. He moved his head to look at me, but kept his arms around me. That's when the stuttering, and tears came... but not from me this time.
"Look Miley, I'm- I'm so sorry for everything, anything. I should have n-never hurt you or got you in trouble. I'm just an unstable guy." He choked out as I stared at him in awe, "Who needs to go to the loony bin, I, I don't even deserve the attention you gave me-e, and everything you did for me... and with me." He paused, before going on.
"I'm just so messed up, please Miley forgive me for everything I ever did." He begged, as the last tear rolled down his cheek. I bit my lip, shaking my head softly, I couldn't even believe it. I brought my hand up to his face and gently cupped his face.
"Joe, I could never blame you for anything. And you shouldn't blame yourself either. Your such a special person, I am so blessed to have had in my life. I know It may seem like I can't stand you, but I do like you, and I want to have as a friend... for a long time." I breathed out.
Joe smiled widely and grabbed me into another hug, I hugged back this time. After our embrace he pulled away and suddenly looked serious. I cocked my head slightly, before getting a reply.
"You should uh, go back to Nate probably." He backed off slightly, expecting me to leave. Panic took over me as my mind processed that Nate was still waiting for me in the limo. It had been a good 15 minutes since I'd been gone and he was probably going to start looking for me.
"Oh yes..." I muttered softly, half to myself as I looked down for a moment. Then I looked back up at Joe, who was looking at something to his right, where the parking lot was. I didn't want to go back with Nate, I didn't want to have sex with him, I never did, and most of all I didn't want to leave Joe. Joe turned his head back at me, smirking softly.
"Are you going to go back or not?" He asked. I shrugged, and I knew at that moment he knew I didn't want to go back. He nodded to himself and walked up to me and kissed my head softly.
"You shouldn't go if you feel pressured, I know you don't want to so don't." I nodded, although I knew I wasn't going back to Nate, guilt washed over me thinking of Nate just sitting there, fumbling with something, waiting for me to come back. I wondered how he would feel if he knew I was with his brother.
"I should at least tell him, I'm not." I said to Joe, he nodded in agreement.
"Okay, well If I don't see you again tonight, good bye." He was about to hug me again but I pulled back. He looked at me confused and hurt that I had turned down his offer for a hug.
I smiled at him, "Just stay here." I said and turned towards the parking lot, pulling up my dress so it wouldn't drag and sprinted, well more like fast walked with my heels. I was so caught up in what I was planning on telling Nate, I hadn't noticed someone was yelling my name until I felt a hand on my back. I turned around swiftly and saw Nate there. I fixed my hair slightly and straightened up a little.
"There you are, where have you been?" He asked in a husky voice, obviously out of breathe from running after me. His cheeks were red, and the his breaths let out a foggy cloud from the cold air. The guilt came back again, until I saw some movement behind Nate, it was Joe kicking something in the grass, still by the tables where I left him. He looked up and we caught eyes for a moment, and I could tell he was smiling.
I looked back at Nate, who was still standing there waiting for an answer. "Uh, Look Nate your a really great guy." I paused as I saw Nate's face fall knowing that starting with that never meant something good.
"I mean your funny, and easy to talk to to, and very good looking. But I don't really want to be with you." I said, adding hence to the 'with' part so he knew what 'with' I was talking about.
His face brightened, as he spoke up, "Good! I was hoping you'd say that. Because I don't really want to be in a relationship with you either." I finished the rest of his sentence in my head, 'Because I can't...' I thought before letting out a sigh of relief, glad he was taking it well.
"Okay, well that's good." I flashed a smile, looking past Nate's shoulder again to check if Joe was still there, I smiled again to myself, he was. Nate nodded in agreement and looked down.
He spoke up again, "So, do you still want to...?" He said pointing to the limo behind me, I gulped. Ew no! Of course I didn't want to, I should have known all along that was all he wanted. I shook my head, ready to tell him I was going home/to Joe, but he stopped me.
"Why not?" He said getting closer to me. I felt my breath hitch, not again. I backed off a little, bumping into the side of the Limo, only making easier for Nate to pressure me.
"Because... Nate please stop." I finally breathed out, but that only made him come closer to me, our bodies touching.
Nate chucked softly, "Oh come on, why not?"
He leaned down and I felt his hot breath on my neck, I turned my head, trying to fight him away. I was about to yelp for someone, when my voice was over-powered with a different voice.
"Because she's with me."
I gasped, as Nate turned around quickly meeting eyes with his brother. Joe's face was pale again, his eyes dark with a spark of annoyance of his brothers rude behavior towards me. I smiled softly, but Joe didn't notice my witty light up. He kept his eyes glued to Nate, glaring at him. I turned to look at Nate who was doing the same, it was as if they were giving secret messages to each other with there eyes.
"Oh? Joseph, here to save the day again and steal the girl again. But not this time, I had her first." He grabbed at my arm without even looking at me. Joe's teeth clenched tighter, if possible and he stared down at me with unreadable eyes. I tried pulling my arm back but he was too strong for me. What, not only are they forbidden to love but they also can send messages with there eyes and have super strength, What is this?
"Let go of her, now." Joe growled making me flinch, I'd never seen Joe behave this way before, and I definitely didn't like it. Nick laughed, but there was no humor in it.
"Joseph, Joseph. You may be the "Older brother" but your not the brightest." He smirked a terrible grin that made me want to hit him, "You see, I can get any girl I want, you cannot-" That's where it needed to end.
"Stop it! Just stop, your bothers your suppose to lo-like each other! And Nate, you can't get every girl. You can't get me." I spat, pulling my arm free from his grasp, running to Joe's side. Nate shook his head and stared at us with hard eyes.
"Fine you can have her, I didn't want her anyways." Liar. He rolled his eyes and walked past us, but I could tell he was hurt. I let out a sigh, and looked up at Joe. His lips pursed as his looked at something on the limo. I smiled, staring at his beauty. He turned his head slightly to look at me.
"Do you want to come to my house?" He said in a low, steady voice. I grinned widely, making him smile to.
"Yes, I'd like that."
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Before leaving I said my goodbyes to Alex and Mitchie, telling them I was leaving. Of course they raised their eyebrows when they asked where Nate was and I responded telling them he had 'Left' and I was going with Joe. And of course they both let out a squeal when I answered their question if I was going to his house, with a steady 'Yes'. And of course when Joe came walked up to us to see what was taking me so long, they let out a giggle making me blush and look up at Joe who was pushing his eyebrows together with a confused look. And shocker shocker, right before leaving Alex had to poke some fun and say 'Make sure to be protected' which made Joe and I both turn bright red, earning Alex and gentle hit in the stomach.
"Stop!" I shook my head, embarrassed. That only made Alex and Mitchie laugh harder. Then Mitchie stopped short, "What about your dad?"
I hadn't though of that yet, I bit my lip and Looked up at Joe who shrugged. "Can you guys cover for me? I'm going to call him and tell him that I'm staying at Alex's with you guys. If he calls just make an excuse."
Alex rolled her eyes and sighed, before eyeing Mitchie who muttered a 'Fine'.
"Your lucky my parents aren't home."
I thanked them and gave them one last hug before going off with Joe. The ride with Joe was quiet for most of the way there, he never took his eyes off the road. And his driving was urgent and quick. When we arrived, Nate's car wasn't there still and Joe and I both agreed that he was probably with a girl. When we went into his house, it was pitch black, the only light was the yellow moon peering in from one of the windows in the living room. Joe switched on the light, as I walked towards the living room. He followed, shoving his hands in his pockets.
I sat neatly on the couch, and he sat next to me, keeping a good distance. But I didn't like the space. I then stood up and started wondering around the living room, looking for pictures, vases, anything to look at. But there was nothing but lamps, and old books. So I began rummaging through the stack of books that lay on the coffee table in front of Joe. It was too short so kneeled down, but the dress was too stiff to I just sat on my bottom with my feet to the side. I didn't bother look at Joe, he obviously didn't have a problem with me looking at these, or else he would have stopped me before I sat. The first book was a bible, which surprised me a little. I didn't know they were religious. Next book didn't have a name on it, but the pages were gold, the sides at least and the cover was a dark green. I opened it up, and saw actual hand writing, I quickly put it down realizing it was a journal or diary.
"That was my moms." Joe said finally. I smiled, I knew Joe didn't talk about his mom with people. It made me feel special. I grabbed the next book, "War and Peace"
I said outloud, "One of my favorite books." I nodded to myself, running my fingers against it gently.
"Really?" Joe said surprise. I looked up at him for the first time, and gasped softly when I realized his face was inches from me. But neither of us moved. "Mhmm." I said, my lips vibrating. Our eyes shot, from each others lips to eyes. Joe opened his mouth slowly to speak again.
"Me too." He whispered and I felt his warm breath on my face. I noticed his head tilting to the side, and I copied, in the opposite way. I could feel our lips inches away, and Joe's hand moving behind my head to just push me so our lips would meet. And we were, until we heard the door slam open, making us both jump, knocking our heads together. I turned around quickly, my hand plastered to my forehead. It was now throbbing. I gasped at the site before us.
There was Nate, with an unfamiliar girl. She had red hair and that's all I could see. But what he was doing with this girl, disgusted me. He had pressed her up against the wall, and was groping everywhere, and I mean EVERYWHERE. There were moans, and sounds of wet kissing, and clothing getting removed. I looked up at Joe, who was staring in disbelief, also.
"Nathan, go to your fucking room!" Joe cursed, making Nate turn around. He smirked at us and crossed his arms. "Oh was I interrupting something? Sorry our bad." He said rolling his eyes, and for the first time I saw the girls face, now she looked familiar. I think her name was... Beth. She was in my biology class, I didn't know she was like this.
"Well we were having a nice conversation," Joe lied, "until you two came in.
Nate muttered an 'okay', not buying what Joe had told him. "Just go." Joe said annoyed, and Nate stuck out his tongue childishly and grabbed the Beth girl from Biology, pulling her upstairs.
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Time passed, and Joe and I did talk this time, about me mostly. Joe had said that it was time to learn about me, and that I had known mostly everything about him... well everything I needed to know. So I told him about Tennessee, and my mom, my dad, my college brother, my childhood memories, and my previous relationships. Then Joe told me a little about his childhood, but only small details, like where he lived. And how Nate and him once gave pain killing pills to the neighborhood kids thinking it was candy or something. It was a side of Joe that I'd rarely see, a side a liked. A friendly, carefree, funny side of Joe. The Joe that when he smiled, wrinkles appeared by his eyes because he was smiling so big. I had forgotten, about everything that happened in the past with Joe, our fights, when he told me his secret, being with his brother, everything just disappeared. It was just us, bonding, talking like normal friends did, or like a buddy I hadn't seen in while.I hadn't even noticed my feet were hurting like crazy, until I had crossed my legs under my dress. I cringed at the straps on the shoes, that seemed to tighten when I moved, and my ankles, oh don't even get me started!
"Ouch," I muttered pulling my dress up, about to take my heels off but stopped when I felt Joe's hands beat me to, and pull my legs onto his lap.
I slid to the side so my back was against arm of the couch, when he did that, and watched him gently unstrap every strap, and unbuckle every buckle. Once he had finished he still didn't let go of my feet, he actually started to softly rub them. I couldn't help but giggle when he circled his thumb under my foot, he looked up from my feet and smiled at me, amused I was so ticklish. But he didn't stop, so I closed my eyes and leaned my head on the arm enjoying the feeling of his massage. At least 5 minutes later he stopped, and I whimpered at him stopping.
He chuckled softly, "Sorry, I couldn't do it forever." I pursed my lips, and looked behind his shoulder for something, I didn't know what, but something. Then I saw a stack of CD's, hidden behind a plant, which was quiet odd. I removed my legs from his lap and started standing up. I made my way to the CD stack, pushing the plant to the side. I grabbed the first couple CD's, and started going through them. The first was an unfamiliar band I didn't know, the next was the Beatles. I smiled he had great taste, after that was an Essential Michael Jackson CD, it probably had all of his hits. I quickly turned around to face Joe, still holding the Michael Jackson CD.
"You like Michael Jackson?" I said in excitement. I had always been a big Michael Jackson fan, my parents were always playing his music in our house, well before they divorced. But I never stopped liking him. Joe looked at me like I was crazy for a moment before replying.
"Duh! The man was is like a genius!" Joe said standing up and walked towards me, grabbing the CD from my hands and turning towards a CD player, that I failed to see. Grabbing the CD of the case, he slipped it into the player and pressed a button, He began skipping a whole bunch of song, and I was about to ask him to stop, then he did stop. I turned to me and smiled sweetly making me melt.
"This is one of my favorite songs by him." Just from the beginning horns of the song I already knew what song it was, You are Not Alone. I grinned widely and nodded in agreement.
"Me too!" Joe laughed and stepped closer to me, and his voice got low, "Would you like to dance?" He asked. I bit my lip and nodded but before starting to dance I leaned over to the CD player and re-started the song.
"There." I mumbled to myself then looked back at Joe with amusement. He stepped closer again and I felt his strong arms wrap around me, almost at once I felt warmth. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I felt us start swaying the the slow music. Joe just stared at me, no smile, but no frown. Just looking at me like I was a puppy in a cage, cute but no way of getting to me. That made me start to think, that was kind of the relationship I had with Joe, he was... mysterious and special and I wanted him... but I couldn't get him. I frowned softly at that and Joe was have noticed because his eyebrows began furrowing together, and he gave that cute little confused face he always did.
"What's wrong?" He asked softly, moving a piece of hair out of my face. I shook my head, not wanting to answer but still telling him I was okay. He understood and went on dancing, pulling me even closer into his hold. I smiled forgetting the thoughts I had just a few moment ago, I laid my head down on his chest and closed my eyes, softly playing with his hair. I felt an arm around me loosen and Joe's hand was under my chin pulling my head off from his shoulder and facing him. I didn't even have to think about what he was going to do, I slowly leaned up and placed my lips gently on his. I felt him smile under my touch and respond to my kiss. I heard the song slowly fade down until it was over, and a new song start.
I pulled away and said something I had been wanting to say for a long time every time we were together, "If only this was forever..."
Okay so I postponed the whole sex part for later, I wanted to a more of a romantic chapter for once, I noticed all my others were either of them fighting, Joe saving Miley in some way, having sex haha, and having conversations. So it was fun to try something different. Um I'm really sad to say this story is slowly coming to an end, I already have ideas for the next 4 or 5 chapters and then it's over. I know tear tear, but It was such a great experience for me and I will have plenty of other stories ahead. Yes so please REVIEW and I promise I will get right on to the next chapter.
Thank you for your time
~Madison.