Crazy Kinda Crush On You-Wait-And You?? (A NICK JONAS LOVE STORY) CH 1: moving to Wyckoff

“Hi, um is…” I said waiting for someone to open the door at the Jonas’ house. I was so nervous! “Hi!” I said when Mrs. Jonas opened the door. “Uh…Is Nick home?” I asked. “Yes. Just a moment.” She said and shut the door a little. “Nicholas! Someone’s here to see you!” I saw him come to the door and Mrs. Jonas walked away. “Oh. Hey Jilly! What’s going on?” I tool his hand and we walked to the park. I was surprised he didn’t let go of my hand or ask me questions. Right when I thought that, Nick said, “Do you mind if I ask you what we’re doing?” “Well,” I began. “I want to talk to you, but somewhere quiet and peaceful. So I chose the park and, well…we’re here now,” I laughed.
We sat on the swings and I said, “Thanks for the rose.” “Rose?” he asked confused. “Oh! That rose wasn’t from me. It was from Frankie! Really! It was!” he added when I started to laugh. He’s embarrassed! I’ll just go along with it. “Su-re…” I said. As I said that, I had a random, horrid thought and put my head in my hands. “Jilly, are you alright?” “Well Nick, it’s kind of personal, but I guess I’ll tell you. I…like you…. but I like Joe, too. I know I’ll never have a chance with Joe, but I’m just so confused! I know if I go out with you…but you don’t like me so…” my voice trailed off. “Who said I didn’t like you?” I was still mumbling things to myself when he said that and I wasn’t sure if I heard him right. “Could you say that again?” I stammered. He laughed and repeated, “Who said I didn’t like you?” I looked up. “What does that mean Nick?” “Wow,” he replied with a laugh. “You’re a true blonde.” He twirled a strand of my almost white blonde hair around his index finger. I began to smile in spite of myself. “Jilly, it means I like you. I wish I would’ve been as brave as Frankie and sent you those flowers. But I wasn’t sure if you liked me, too.” Nick stopped twirling my hair and grabbed my hand. “Now that I am sure, I need to ask you a question. Will you be my girlfriend?” My eyes lit up and I shrieked, “Of course! One problem. It’s going to be a little odd, you know? Me liking Joe, I mean. I guess I should try to stop liking him, it’s just I’ve like him since thee moment I heard of you guys. But we were more compatible and I started liking you right when we sand Don’t Tell Anyone. I just can’t stop liking Joe. Not now, anyways. I’m sorry!” He got off the swing and I did the same. “It’s okay. I understand. Just if I get jealous of you staring at Joe, understand me, okay?” I smiled and we began to walk to his house, hand-in-hand.
“Hey Nick,” I said while we walked up to his room. “I was wondering why after I told you I liked you, did you still go along with your thing about the flowers being from Frankie, not you?” We stopped in the hallway and he looked at me, dumb-founded. “They really were from Frankie! What’s it going to take you to believe me?” I smiled, gave him puppy dog eyes, and whispered, “A kiss might help…” He leaned over. “Nick! You knew I liked Jilly!” a familiar voice yelled and, all at once, I regretted my first kiss.