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This is a fictional story. This is not a copy of Stuck in the Suburbs. She does not trade phones with him.
I own nothing. All rights go to the Jonas Brothers and Google.
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Hayden:
If you were to go to the last stall of the girls bathroom and peeked under the door, you wouldnt see anything.
If you cared enough to call out my name, I wouldnt answer.
If you were desperate enough to figure out why the stall door was locked but no one was supposedly in there, you could climb up on the toilet seat in the next stall and look over. Then, you would see me.
I sat on the toilet with the lid down, my knees hunched against my chest. I held onto Joes cell phone, waiting for Emily to text me back. Come on, Em, please reply! I know its during school hours, but this wasnt a normal situation. I needed her help.
Only reason I didnt have my cell phone was because I had left it at Emilys house. Go figure. It was probably collecting dust underneath her bed. In my text, I had been sure to clarify that it was Hayden texting from Joes phonewhy wasnt she here?
I need you, Em. Please
I need you.
Joe:
I snuck Nicks phone out of his jacket and into mine before he woke up. It felt strange not having that familiar bulge in my pocket, vibrations alerting me of emails, and wicked ringtones for when people called or texted me.
And Hayden might call or text me again. I needed to know exactly when I could be reunited with my iPhone. It wasnt just a cell phone. It was my iPod too. And there was a certain movie on there that we failed to have on the tour bus.
And then, there was music.
It was one of those ringtones that already came with the phone. Modern Jazz, I think it was called. And it was coming from my pocket.
I fished out Nicks phone and saw a text message from myself. Ormy phone, at least
Its Hayden. Pleasehelp me.
Hayden:
I huddled in the stall for a few more minutes, unsure of what to do. Why was this happening? I was just so confused.
This morning when I woke upmy dad was gone. His closet was empty, there was a suitcase missing from the closet, and his car wasnt in the garage.
In the middle of the night, I had heard my door creak open slightly. A small sliver of light from the hallway dashed onto my wooden floor. I love you, he had whispered. He took a step towards my bed, and I waited.
But he never came.
When I woke up this morning for school, I wondered if I had fallen asleep and just missed him coming towards my bed, or if he had never completed the journey and simply gave up, retreating back to the home base.
The thing was, the home base wasnt our home anymore. During the last few months, it had become a war zone. I never thought it would come to this, to him leaving. But I guess by throwing myself out of the dangerous battlefield, I had missed some of the most important battles that signaled the end. Emilys mom had been warm and welcoming when I showed up at her house every weekend. It was fun there, hanging with Emily, enough to forget about my troubles at home. But maybe I shouldve stuck around, so that I could have seen this coming.
Joes phone buzzed, and I opened the text.
Whats wrong?
Oh, Emily, if only you knew
Joe:
I sat on the couch, waiting for a reply. I didnt know what kind of trouble Hayden was in. She asked for help, and I was going to give it to her.
The plain ringtone rang again. Can you come to the girls bathroom?
Ummsorry, Hayden. Im kind of riding on a tour bus on a high way trying to get back to Philadelphia to meet my dads old college roommate and his family. My familys still asleep, and Im not really allowed in a girls bathroom
Instead of saying all that, I condensed it to: Not exactlyjust tell me whats going on.
I tip toed over to Nicks bed, quietly scavenging for his headphones. After finding them, I tucked them into my ears and lied back down on the couch, listening to Nicks iTunes shuffle.
His music was good, but I started to become too distracted to listen to it. What was going on with Hayden? And why was she asking ME for help?
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In Your Hands-A Jonas Brothers Fan Story-Chapter 5by mileycyrus4ever664 views
why havent you posted in 4 ever??? please post soon!
MrsNickJonas123100 2 years ago
i figured no one read it, so i stopped posting...
but if you want more, ill post the next chapter. its written, just has to be edited
mileycyrus4ever 2 years ago