A/N: I probably won't be able to go online tomorrow so here's the fifth chapter. You guys are really awesome that I really do want to finish this multi-chap fic. I'm on the 13th chap right now but I'm running out of ideas on how to finish this fic from only Nick's POV and chapters 8-12 are quite confusing since I'm having trouble with differentiating like and love. XD

Disclaimer: I do not own Jonas. (This is getting depressing. Sigh.)

Chapter 5

It's Saturday and the girls are coming over. My brothers heard about the break up from Stella. She practically made us stuff our fridge with ice cream and chocolates. Comfort food. I read girls eat a lot of ice cream and chocolates after a break up from a magazine.

By 9 in the morning, the girls came in. I was surprised that Macy seemed normal. It was like the break up never happened. We did eat the ice cream and chocolates during the afternoon though which made Stella upset seeing that Joe messed up his pants for the second time that day. The first time was when Joe accidentally pushed some eggs off the counter and he tried to catch it but he was too slow. Some of the egg yolks messed up the lower parts of his pants.

Macy seemed so happy all through out the day. She recorded everything for her Jonas website. And by 5 in the afternoon, Stella and her left. I sat down on the couch and saw Macy's phone. Being the gentleman that I am, I ran out of the fire house to give it to her.

"Macy! You left your phone!" I yelled from afar. I guess she heard me since she stopped and turned around.

"Oh, thanks, Nick." Smile.

"Since I'm already outside, want me to walk you home?" I offered. It'd be nice talking to her alone. I didn't get the chance since she was either packing with Stella or joking with Kevin and Joe.

"Uh, sure." Smile.

So, we were quietly walking when suddenly, I blurted out what was on my mind the whole day. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Nick... at least, I think I am. Don't worry about it, okay? Randolf's just a guy. I'll get over him. It's not like I won't be able to find someone who's way better than him."

"But aren't girls supposed to cry after a break up? I'm not saying you're not a girl it's just that... whenever a girl dumps me, I have this sudden urge to let it all out. I guess for me it's through songs. And from experience, I realized it's bad to keep all the hurt to yourself."

"I know, Nick. But thanks, anyway. I needed to hear that." She smiled. Somehow, it was different from all her other smiles. I hate to admit it, but it was a smile worth dying for.

"No problem, we're friends. That's what friends are for." I smiled back.

"Okay. Oh. My. God. Did Nick Lucas just smile at me?" Like, huh?

"I thought you were—"

"Relax, Nick. I was kidding. But seriously, you smiled. It's... nice. Okay, well, since you want me to let it all out, I think I'm going to play softball for a while. Wanna come?"

"Sure." I smiled again. Whoa, that was a record. I smiled twice in just 5 minutes.

She sure is something.

A/N: Another short chapter, I know. :) Reviews are much appreciated.