Chapter 23. Lilly, Lola, Izzy and Fishy.

I walked into the drugstore closest to my house. I was looking for a better color. I was sick of bleach blonde. I needed color. Maybe a darker shade.

I then bumped into someone.

Nick.

"Oh, Sorry!" He said.

"Its ok…. Hey, aren't you Nick Jonas?" He shrugged.

"I guess."

"So… weren't you on tour?"

"Just got home, actually."

"Oh. You live around here?"

"Yeah. Real close. You?"

"Very."

"So… um…. Whats your name?"

"Erm…. Lilly."

"Nice to meet you Lilly."


I was sitting at home with Hemingway. My dad was out. The doorbell rang. I ran over to it, and opened the door.

Nick.

Oh, shit.

He looked at me.

"What?" He asked.

"OK… so I lied. I figured you wouldn't recog---"

"Wait… Izzy?"

"Yeah.."

He sat there for about three minutes looking at me.

"Your not going to say anything?"

"You…. Have…. Blonde.. Hair?" He finally choked out.

"Yes." He stared again. "Nick. Please say something else."

His eyes looked around. He seemed to be searching for something to say.

"Um….." He started.

"Its nice to see you?" I asked, trying to break the slience.

"So… you're Lilly?"

"Yes. And Lola"

"Lola? And…. Kevin, Joe, and I all hit on you."

"……….yes."

"Wow…"

"I'm sorry… if it helps.."

"Its ok. I guess. I'm sorry we didn't recognize you."

"Its not your fault. I'm dying it back anyhow."

"Is that why you were at Eckerd?"

"Yeah. I need a color between Black and Blonde. Black is to dark, and blonde is to Lilly."

"How about red?"

"Red…. I like that idea."


I was sleeping in my bed. It was morning. Early. Still dark. I was then toppled on by a large mass.

Nick.

"FISHY!"

"Go away." I groaned.

"Fishy… get up…"

"What time is it?"

"About 3:23 I believe."

"Nick? Why am you up this early."

"Your only question is why you're up? No, How'd you get in my house? No, Why are you up, Snuffles? No, What are you doing on top of me? Your so boring."

"And still asleep." I said into my pillow.

"Yes, and you and I are going to camp on the beach."

"Say that again?" I sat up and looked at him. He was currently straddled over me, which I wasn't really uncomfortable with until I did sit up.

I didn't' say anything though.

"We're camping out on the beach. New tradition. The night before a tour and the night we get back for either of us, we'll camp on the beach."

"And why didn't you tell me this seven hours ago?"

"Well… I just thought of it. I was awake…" He kept talking.

Wait a minute. Nick is in my house.

How'd he get in?

Did my dad know?

Did my dad forget to lock the door again?

Does Nick know where the spare key is?

Did Nick break in?

Why is he on top of me like this, totally calm?

Why is he in my room?

Why is he here this early?

Why is he up this early?

Will he ever get off me?

Why isn't him on me more uncomfortable?

"…. And I was like… GREAT IDEA!" I finally caught up to what he was saying.

"Wait a minute. Your in my house. How'd you get in? Does my dad know? Did my dad forget to lock the door again? Does you know where the spare key is? Did you break in? Why are you in my room? Why are you here this early? Why are you up this early? Why did my mom sell that one hamster when I was 10?"

Ok, so that last one was random, but I was on a roll…

He started laughing. "Fishy. We're going to the beach. Get up." I looked at him.

"When you get off of me!" I said.

"RIght…" He jumped off of me.

"Thanks." I said, my voice just dripping of sarcasm.


Nick's POV

We both lay in the sand, staring at the stars.

She was practically asleep. I was whispering something.

"Hey fishy…" I whispered.

"yeah…" She responded.

"I think I love you…" I whispered.

"Uhg…" She said.

"Your so amazing. Such a great person.. And you are so like… just… you are completely oblivious to your effect on me…… and you laugh like a four year old." I whispered. I looked over to her.

She was the most beautiful person in the world to me.

And she was dead asleep.

I placed my arms around her.