*Warning, this series is mostley rated r, or really high pg 13... but not this chapter*
Enjoy :]]
It was late when she sank into the barstool. Still wearing her best dressed to-kill-sexy tuxedo dress, Demi Lovato had received immediate attention from the bartender.
Hot night? he said. Whatll you have?
Hot didnt cover it. Train wreck didnt cover it. Nuclear explosion didnt cover it. Mojito, please.
Coming up, he said
While she waited, she took a deep breath and looked around the bar room. The crowed has thinned out. Her gazed stopped at a man that was seated on the other end of the bar, his head bowed over a squat glass of amber colored liquor.
His tux was unfastened along with the top buttons of his shirt. She knew that profile, the magnificent jar line, perfect nose, and dark chocolate hair that was mussed over his forehead.
Joe Jonas. Her heart clinched for him, he looked miserable, desolate, destroyed. She couldnt blame him. After all hed had just been publicly dumped at the alter by Miley Cyrus, the daughter of Billy Ray Cyrus. That was bad enough, not only that but the dump was live on television with millions of witnesses. Demi attended the wedding earlier that day because she was one of Mileys best friends, no not close enough friends to be the maid of honor but she attended. She has worked with Joe before; she always liked his intelligence and a huge sense of humor. And it didnt hurt that he had a great body and sexy eyes.
The bartender returned with her drink, she paid her tab, sipping the Mojito trying not to look at Joe. Her gaze however, kept wandering towards him. Shed never seen him miss an ounce of confidence. He oozed solid assurance and even though she hadnt totally understood his relationship with Miley Cyrus, he once reveled part of the attraction. Miley was entirely to self evolved to ever want children, either. Being a father, hed made a joke in that way that people did when they werent completely joking, that hed come from a long line of bad fathers and he was determined to not continue the tend.
His broad shoulders were folded forward. He leaned against the bar, his gaze vacant. Pity mixed with anger. Why had Miley done this. Especially this way. With a sigh, she picked up her Mojito, and wandered to the stool beside him.
song: shelf by the jonas brothers
I really like this!
is there a part two yet?
xJoBrosAreSEXYx 3 years ago
no not yet but there will be soon
josephjonasxox4ever 3 years ago
I like it.
Hope you post more!
Why is it rated R & PG-13?
iLoveJBandHSMcast 3 years ago
you will find out why lol.. i am glad u like it :]]
josephjonasxox4ever 3 years ago