You see them every day. Those girls that would literally do anything in their right mind to make sure their best friend was happy, no matter what--no matter just how much it hurt them in the end.
But you see, most of these girls see some form of light at the end of the tunnel--some form of reassurance that, at the end of every night, all of their hard work and great advice would pay off in the end--that one day, the man of their dreams would finally realize just what exactly has been sitting right in front of his eyes all that time and just rejoice with love.
Of course...I've never really been that much of an optimist. I'm way beyond that whole hopeful view on things. Sure there were days when I thought he'd realize my confliction with him and finally...finally just give in--finally just kiss me with all his might; finally...just be mine.
That's when reality hit me like a ton of bricks.
There was finally a day when I realized there would be no kiss shared under the moonlight...there would be no amazingly romantic dance shared between us--there would never be an us.
I guess that's what I get for liking a world famous rock star, huh? Thousands of girls screaming his name when he sang, thousands of girls with him hanging up on their walls--thousands of girls much too pretty to compete with. And here I was, Nicole Jane Wells--in the midst of it all.
I, Nicole Jane Wells was irrevocably in love with my best friend; none other than Joseph Adam Jonas.
'Nikki, please come!'
I crinkled my nose, looking down at my fingernails. I had my cell phone located awkwardly between my shoulder and my jaw line as I listened to the boy on the other end. 'I don't think so, Kev...you know what happened last time, that was really awkward,'
I could hear him sigh, 'Nikki, he's a moron--we all know that. But that shouldn't stop you from having fun with the other brothers. Please...we leave at like 3am for our flight--think of it as a goodbye party!'
I smiled despite my current mood before looking through my options mentally. I didn't have volleyball practice tonight, my parents were out of town, and I was bored out of my mind. 'I don't know...last time you guys kind of just ditched me and I had to endure that chick practically undressing the poor boy with her eyes,'
He chuckled, 'Here's Nick--he's more persuasive than I am...'
I heard the quiet crackle of the phone being passed on before Nick's voice rang out through the phone line, 'Nikki?'
'Yeah Nick, it's me'
'Come tonight! Please! Ignore Joe, it'll be fun with you, me, and Kevin, it'll be like Joe went on vacation for a day,'
I cracked a grin only to feel my neck start to kink, 'On one condition,' I added quietly, switching ears quickly.
'Okay....' he stated hesitantly, 'as long as it's not anything gross,'
I rolled my brown eyes, 'I'm not three anymore Jonas...anyway,' I said before biting my lip, 'Can you just make sure that if any of those girls who came last time are there, you and Kev don't leave me alone--they really didn't like me.' I was pleading at this point, but none of that mattered--these boys were my best friends, they'd seen me through my awkward stages and worse--there was no shame at all.
'Of course I won't leave you alone, I'm sure Joe won't do anything stupid, just come over, kay Nikki?'
Once again, I let out a small sigh before nodding my head, 'Fine--I'll be there in twenty, thanks Nick,'
I could practically hear the boy smile, 'Anytime girly fry,' I heard him say before snapping my phone shut.
I looked around my room. My walls were covered in lyrics the boys had written on over the years as well as pictures of us from when we all were little kids. One in particular--my favourite one, was of me and Joe. I had my wavy hair swept back in a messy braid, glaring at Joe, who ironically had his arm around my shoulders--a smug look on his cute little face.
I smiled subconsciously at the picture before reality once again hit me harder than a punch. My stomach lurched with pain before my eyes snapped forward towards my closet. I swiftly walked towards it only for a certain lyric to catch my eye.
More and more, I start to realize,
I can reach my tomorrow,
I can hold my head up high,
And it's all because you're by my side.
I found myself staring at that part of my wall for a good ten minutes before the loud bark of my dog woke me out of my thoughts. My brown eyes once again focused on the open closet space in front of me before I grabbed a shirt to change into.
If only that were true
'NIKKI NACK!' Joe screamed before his arms wrapped around my slender waist, hoisting me up easily.
My eyes widened as I peered over his shoulder at the large amount of people that were all gathered in his living room. 'Joe...I thought this was a mini get together...?'
Joe continued to walk through the large crowds with my hoisted on his shoulders, 'Yeah...' He paused to put me down gently on the counter of his kitchen, 'change of plan, I guess you could say. Word got around I guess,' he shrugged as if it was nothing.
I pushed my bangs back behind my ears before shaking my head, 'There is such a thing as saying no to people who knock on your door,'
Joe looked appalled, 'But Nikki Knack--that would be so very rude of me!'
The corners of my lips tugged into a faint smile, 'You're such a dork,'
Once again, my eyes rolled before I found myself staring into the eyes of Joe, 'Here you go,' he said handing me a water bottle. 'I'll be back, okay!' He quickly leaned in to place his lips on my forehead, 'Be safe,' He added before turning on his heel walking away all too quickly for my liking.
And here was the start to an already, crappy night.
I had searched for a good hour--or attempted to search for a good hour, for Joe. My attempt was of course cut short by two curly haired brothers practically tying me down to the chair talking to me for hours.
I was anxious, not because I hadn't seen Joe in a good three hours--but because I didn't know anyone here. Most of them were famous and those of whom that weren't, begged for the attention of others--this just wasn't my kind of scene.
Finally, after what felt like hours, I managed to escape Kevin's watchful eye, just quick enough to run upstairs. I knew exactly where I'd go. It was the place I'd always go to when I had a problem, or when I felt like I just needed to escape. It was the only place I knew no one else would be--the Jonas' roof.
It all started when my hamster died. I'd sneak through Nick's room, lay on the roof for hours, and come back to reality through Joe's room, where I could safely get off the roof--it was, ever since then a regular occurrence no doubt.
I opened up Nick's room with ease, walking directly towards the window. I took a small peak outside. The moon was blocked by the large tree in their front yard, but by the way it seemed to illuminate the road below--I knew it was bound to be a big, full, beautiful moon.
My slender fingers soon opened the tiny notch to the window as I opened it quickly. The warm summers breeze met my awaiting skin, raising small goosebumps as it did so.
I found myself smiling as I stepped outside. My red flats soon met the shingles of their roof before closing the window.
'I was wondering how long it would take for you to get bored,'
I let out a small yelp out of pure shock before snapping my head around to be met with a smirking Joe Jonas. 'You jerk, I could have died!'
Joe's grin only grew, 'Darn,' He muttered more to himself in a mocking manner.
I glared at him before slowly making my way over to sit with him. His brown eyes seemed troubled and the usual infamous smile of his that he had just been wearing seemed to disappear in seconds, 'Joe--are you okay?'
His head remained forward, 'Yes,'
I furrowed my brow, 'Convincing...but seriously, what brings you up here all alone?' I watched as the moon hit his glorious featured brilliantly.
I could tell he was trying to sustain a smile when he shrugged his shoulders fleetingly, 'to think...' he paused, only to look at me curiously. 'And you? Or were you just that worried about your best friend?'
I rolled my eyes, 'Pshh, no.'
Joe let out a small laugh, as did I. He slowly turned his head to look at me yet again, 'You look sad,' he added with a frown.
The boy could be Sherlock Homes
I purposely forced a large grin out before shaking my head, 'Not at all, just tired--volleyball ran crazy late last night...I'm just beat'
He looked me over intently, 'I don't believe you,'
All I could do was roll my eyes, 'I'm fine Joe...geez I love how I asked you how you were doing, and now I'm being questioned,'
Joe merely smiled before stretching, 'I'm going inside...' He slowly shuffled his feet and hoisted himself up only to peer down at me, 'Are you coming?'
I shook my head, 'No...I need to think,' I was mocking him, and he knew it.
Joe glared at me before trudging towards his window, 'Fine--be like that!' I heard him mumble before climbing through his window.
Moments had passed before I heard the window slide open. Joe grumbled and I could hear him stomp his foot on the ground. Aaaand cue five year old Joey 'Nikki, get in here, now!'
'Joe...I'm really not in the mood for th-...'
'Nicole. Get in the house, now.'
well that got my attention
In all the years I'd known Joe, he had never called me by my first name--not even when he was angry--God knows what he was feeling now, if that was the case.
Knowing this, I immediately obliged. My feet found their way towards Joe, but my eyes refused to meet his own. I slowly climbed in through his window with some difficulty, seeing as how I refused to look up.
'Nicole...'
There it was again.
'Nicole...'
I could practically feel my lip tremble with guilt over something I knew nothing about. Had I don't something to anger him?
'Nikki...open your eyes,'
My eyes were closed? Realization hit me upon noticing darkness surrounding me. Obliging, yet again, I found myself opening my eyes within moments only to notice Joe was a good ten feet away from me.
My jaw seemed to drop upon noticing the atmosphere before me.
Dozens beyond dozens of dimly lit candles were spread sporadically throughout Joe's dark room. 'Joe--' was all I managed to say before feeling his calloused hands grab my own gently. His slender fingers entwining with my own.
'Joe...what--wh...?'
His nervous eyes looked down into my own as he walked me over towards his bed, 'Do you like it?'
My eyes darted around the room, 'I--I don't understand...'
Joe sniggered, 'What's not to understand?'
I felt my eyes practically bulge out of my head, 'This!' I spat out nervously, 'this...I don't get it--'
Joe ran a hand through his unruly black shag of his before looking around, 'I can't--I don't like--' He paused to let out a nervous laugh, 'You've known me for years Nikki--yet you're the only girl I know who I can act 100% myself...but still--sometimes It's hard for me to even find the right words when I'm around you--I don't know what it is...'
I listened with wide eyes and a slack jawed expression, I didn't dare say a word.
'I don't know why--or how I can totally miss someone so beautiful,' he paused to gently place a stand of my brown hair behind my ear, '...standing right in front of me for all these years,'
'Joe...' I said finally managing to find my words, 'How--where did this come from? We've known each other since we were 5...and suddenly you feel like doing this--is this a joke? I don't get it.'
Joe seemed slightly taken aback by my words, 'No--God no. Listen to me Nikki Knack--,' He placed his hand on my cheek, staring into my eyes--his face was just inches away from mine. 'God, this is harder than the movies,'
I creased my eyebrow, 'What?'
All he did was stare at me before closing his eyes tightly.
'Joe? What the heck are you doing?' I questioned---all before that lovely voice of his sounded out quietly, barely above a whisper.
'If the heart is always searching,
Can you ever find a home?
I've been looking for that someone,
I'll never make it on my own
Dreams can't take the place of loving you,
There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.'
'Joe...what the hell are you doing?' I questioned eagerly, searching his face for answers. His voice was still very quiet, but he slowly opened his brown eyes to greet my awaiting hazel brown ones.
'When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
His singing trailed off only long enough to feel his lips--very gently brush against my own, 'When you look me in the eyes...' was all I heard before feeling the beautiful buzz of my paradise hit me as his warm lips finally captured my own. His hand made way to the back of my neck, holding it in place. Neither of us seemed to be in a hurry to pull away, but just before Joe could deepen the kiss, I pulled away.
'Please Nikki. I've always been here for you--I'll never stop--but please, we're leaving for tour tonight...I'm not going to pass up a chance at something real--something we both have in the palm of our hands right now--don't let it go...'
I watched him intently, quietly looking over every inch of his face for a trace of a smile--just waiting for him to spill the joke. But when he didn't...when instead, his lips curved downwards--I could feel my heartbeat in my throat.
'Okay...' he said quietly, gently letting my hands fall down to my side, 'I understand...' he paused before rubbing a gentle finger against my jaw line, 'I'll never let us go, Nikki--just remember that' With that, he turned on his heel and slowly made his way to the door. Within seconds--he was gone...and here I was, alone, confused--and already hating the feeling of regret burning in the pit of my stomach.
That night I lay awake and restless. Analyzing everything he had said--everything he had done. The way it felt to have his lips on mine, the way it felt to have him look at me with such compassion and care as if I could break and leave him any second, the way he felt--just below my fingertips; but...currently all I could think of was the way it felt not to have him there--I had missed my chance--my one shot at something amazing.
My eyes felt heavy. I could slowly feel myself drifting into oblivion all before that one last sentence screamed at me internally.
'I'll never let us go, Nikki--just remember that'
It was that moment that I could feel my blood boil in realization.
A giant grin spread across my face in the process.
He had said it.
He had said that one word, I could never, ever, in my whole entire being imagine him saying-- us.
There was an us.
My body jerked upwards and before I knew it, I found myself running full force down my stairs, and out the door towards the Jonas' house.
It was pouring rain, but that didn't matter right now--what mattered was that him, and only him.
I found myself ringing the doorbell anxiously. Had they left? Was I too late? A million questions flew through my mind before the door flung open to reveal a dishevelled and confused looking Joe Jonas.
'Nikki...What are yo-...' It was my turn to interrupt him. My lips captured his within seconds. I moved my hand to his face, feeling the stubble as I cupped it lovingly. A few moments later I felt his hand on the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss as he pulled me into him.
There wasn't too many things I was completely sure of at this point in time.
I wasn't sure what time it was, nor how I got here so quickly.
I wasn't sure of how much minutes had passed since I felt my lips burn with passion as we captured each others lips.
Heck, I wasn't sure if what we were in those few seconds, could be considered anything more than two crazy head over heels teenage kids.
All I knew was that this--right here, was something I was never going to get sick of.
And I was never going to let this go.
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