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I turned up the music with my red gibson electric guitar in my hands. I played along with the amp turned to the quietest it could go. The lyrics rang in my ears.

This has been no walk in the park
I feel like we have fallen apart
open up your eyes girl and see
how wonderful this love could be
Hold on tight...

I heard my Aunt call my name from downstairs and I turned down the music quickley, putting down my guitar.
"Mia!" she yelled again. "Come downstairs, Hazel's here!" I groaned. Not that I didn't want to see her. I loved haning out with my best friend but she would've probably heard that and she will now hold that against me forever. I had convinced her that I didn't like the Jonas brothers. I loved their music though, but she didn't know that. No one did. Except Aunt Sophie and now Hazel knew too. I thumped down the spiral staircase, opening to the foyer where Hazel was standing, in all her girly glory. She had her long white-blonde hair up in a messy bun that seemed to be perfect, along with perfect make-up and a short pink Ralph Lauren polo-dress with wedge sandals.
She smiled at me and I could tell that she was trying not to laugh. Sophie left the room and Hazel burst into laughter. I leaned against the wall waiting for her to calm down. That took a minute but she composed her self and went from almost being on the floor in laughter to having a straight face. She pointed upstairs; I had forgotten to completely turn off the music so now that it was toally quiet, you could still hear goodnight and goodbye playing.
"Is that what I think it is?" Her bright green eyes were mocking.
I sighed before answering.
"You should know, you can tell Jonas brothers music from miles away."
That's true. I'm phycic too though so that probably helped. But seriously?"
Reluctently, I replied.
"Yes it is! They don't have bad music." She looked at me as if 'you've got to be kidding me'.
"Okay! Amazing music, but it's not my fault if they're talented. It's their parents fault. You know, if I ever met their parents I would be like, "I hate you, you raised amazingly talented singers and guitar players and piano players and..."
"And they had to be soo good-looking and so nice and polite and amazing guys all around!" Hazel cut in. I rolled my eys. Hazel liked them all maybe a little too much. Me, I didn't get it. Sure they were okay looking, they weren't ugly, but they were just people and celebrities none the less. They were probably just putting on a show that everyone wanted to see.
"What?" She started. "I love those guys!"
"You don't love them, Hazel, you've never met them, You love the expectations they pretend to live up too. You don't really know if they do."
"Well you don't know if they don't."
"You don't know that I dont know if they don't" She looked at me like I was insane. I did honestly wonder about myself sometimes.
"I think we should stop before my brain explodes." she said and I could tell she just wanted to give me one of her miny-makeovers like she had promised that he would do the first day of school. Oh joy.
I just laughed.
"So are we going to get ready or what?" She looked me up and down as I said this.
"I'm all ready but you need some help." I gave her a sheepish grin and she grabbed my hand and dragged me to my bathoom, connected to my room.
She spent only 20 minutes on me, but by the time I was done I had perfectly curled hair, although it still managed to look boring with the dark shade of brown it was and had all of the little make-up I usually applied put on. She shooed me into my room again and had too much fun than she should've in my walk-in closet. She came out with a bronze miniskirt, black leggings and a purple graphic tee. I smiled. She knew me too well. I quickley put them on and we rushed to get downstairs.
"You know we're probably gonna miss the bus because you and you're little tutu butt didn't do anything while I had to do all the work." I looked down at my skirt.
"It does look like a tutu..." I shrugged, it didn't really matter to me. I liked it.
"And if I tried you would've chopped my little tutu head off."
She smiled as we did actually catch the bus right on time.
"So you admit you have an abnormally small head?" I rolled my eyes again but laughed along with her.

Sorry guys, it doesn't have a whole lot to do with the Jonas brothers, but hang on. It will get a LOT more interesting;)
oh and I can never write anything short, it has to be really long even if I mean to write one sentence it usually turns into a paragraph so that's why this got too long...

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  • Haha, is that Hazel character based off of me.. or Leah?

    " "You know we're probably gonna miss the bus because you and you're little tutu butt didn't do anything while I had to do all the work." I looked down at my skirt.

    "It does look like a tutu..." I shrugged "

    That sounds like something we would say :)

  • hah you:)

    I guess both, cus Hazel's supposed to be realllly girly.

    and you're not that girly.

    but leah is, soo. yeah:)

  • Awh, Nikki <3

    You're such a goood writer. Better than me by far :)

    Love you

  • hah Ju did you just make an accountt?

    and tahnks you♥

    but i doubtt it:P

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  • i like it!

  • Loved it! You're a really good writer btw!! :) Xx

  • Grab the audio from this clip at speedyconversion doht cohm.

  • subscribe to me please i have one video but uploading more please watch read and comment pretty please thank you its a jonas love story

  • love this video

  • Heyya, firstly love the video, secodly, love reading and writing so i know what you mean, i have been brought up with reading, litteraly from day 1 my mum read to me, and now i am old enoguh to read these i love them!!!! P.s. funny!!

  • I do the exact same thing when I write. You're not alone. I had to write a short story for my evil english teacher. It had to be less than 500 words but more that 250 words. I decided to completely ignore her and I wrote what I wanted. When I counted my words, 1/4 of the way into the story, I had almost 2,000 words! I still had 3/4 to go.

  • love the chap.

    lmao at some parts.!

  • oh well i like long!

  • haha, well im glad to have a half of the character. =)

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