Sequel To: It All Began At 7:05- Chapter Eight Part One!

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I know I say this every time I post, but I'm sorry I haven't posted in forever. I've been so busy with work and my boyfriend and friends; I just don't have time anymore. I love writing, I love the Jonas Brothers, but I just don't have inspiration to write anymore and it sucks. Imma skip a few years now just so I can get to some exciting parts and not the boring crap I've been writing lately.

[Emma's POV- 16 years later (huge skip, I know)]

"Mom, Chace is here, I'll be home by midnight!" I yelled, unaware of exactly where my mom was. She didn't respond so I grabbed my things and left. Chace is my boyfriend of one year. We're inseparable. My parents aren't too fond of him since he's more of the 'bad boy' type, but I'm head over heels in love with him. "Hang on young lady, where are you two going?" my step dad asked, looking concerned. "I don't know Joe, dancing or something, I'll be careful, love you bye!" I said, walking out the door before he could ask me anymore questions.

I ran toward Chace's car as he got out and wrapped me in a tight hug. He opened the door for me after placing a kiss on my forehead. He got in the car and drove off. "How are you baby?" he asked, setting his hand on my knee. "Perfect now that I'm with you." I smiled, placing my hand on top of his. "Just what I love to hear." He grinned. "So where are you taking me?" I smiled, my legs shaky, my heart racing. "I thought we could go to Sammy's party, it's his birthday and I promised him I would stop by for a little bit." Chace explained, setting his hand on my leg as if that would calm the bouncing. "That sounds fun! No drinking though, right?" I questioned, wishing it would have come out as more of an order.“"Not if you don't want me to baby." He stated, pulling his hand away.

I know I'm only 17, nearly 18 yes, but Chace is the same age as me. We do drink on occasion, but he does it a lot more than I do and sometimes it gets on my nerves. I love Chace, but I don't love him when he's drunk. He's a completely different person, and that's not the guy I fell for. We've had this conversation plenty of times, but he still gets upset when I tell him he shouldn't drink when I'm around. He really hates it when he's with all of his guy friends and they're all doing it. But whatever, he knows how I feel and I know how he feels about the way I feel.

"Maybe just one beer?" he tried to compromise, pulling onto a dead end, cars parked on both sides of the street. "Babe, please, not tonight." I pleaded, grabbing my purse as he parked the car. He was silent as we made our way up to the house where the music was blaring. He went off with Sammy and a bunch of his friends and left me alone. I know he loves me, but sometimes it really doesn't seem like he does. "Would you like something to drink cutie?" a deep voice asked from behind me. I turned around; coming face to face with someone I had never seen before. "Uhh, no I'm good, but thank you." I responded, flashing him a quick smile. "Could I interest you in a dance then?" the mystery boy smiled, his hand out in front of me. "I don't know if my boyfriend would like that very much..." I admitted, looking in the direction Chace was in. "I should've known someone as beautiful as you couldn't be single." The boy flirted, taking a drink of the mysterious substance from the cup in his hand. "Thank you, but I should really be getting back to..." my voice trailed off as I once again turned in the direction Chace was in. Not only was he in the midst of chugging a beer, he had two more in his hands and his friends were holding shot glasses in their hands. I immediately felt my face heat up, anger building up. "On second thought, a dance sounds pretty nice." I faked a smile, turning around to the stranger. "Are you sure?" he questioned, setting his drink down. I nodded as I let him pull me toward the dance floor. What am I doing?

[Spencer's POV]

Nothing beats sitting home on a Saturday night doing nothing but watching T.V. Emma's always out with Chace and my parents, well my mom and my step dad are always in their bedroom doing god knows what. I don't know what to do. Most of my friends are up north for the long weekend, and my girlfriend and I are in a fight. It's really lame. My girlfriend's name is Olivia. We've been dating about 3 months and are just now experiencing our first fight. It's over something stupid like; oh I dunno I think I lied about not being able to hang out one day or something. She's sensitive, but then again, what girl isn't sensitive? My step dad Joe told me not to call her and let her come to me, but then my mom is telling me I should call her and apologize even if it isn't my fault. I would go with Joe on this one, but I heard he really had to work hard to get back with my mom, so I suppose I should call and apologize. Moms do know best, correct?

Part Two Up Soon! (:

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Song: Vespers Goodbye- Nick Jonas and The Administration

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  • @MsShannonJonas Thank you! (: I know right!? Awesomeeeee!!! Thank ya. (:

  • Awesome chapter! Poor Spencer :( Chase said he wouldn't drink! Emma should S P E L L it out for him. N O D R I N K I N G! Lol! Gonna go read the next!

  • @iLoveNickJonas2121 Hahaa. Spency. (: Yes he is. That's the price you pay dating a bad boy I suppose. I guess we'll find out... (:

  • Aw :) Spencer's so innocent! And Chase is a jerk. Emma isn't in love with him.

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