I'll Be (A Jick Story) Ep. 19

It's time for an episode of I'll Be. :) I hope I can get a steady rhythm of my three stories going, because I would love to write them all at once. They each have great plots.

Go read the last, like 10 episodes. :P I had to. I totally forgot what was going on.

(Nick's P.O.V)

The next morning, I woke up feeling a sharp pain in my back. I tried to think back to what could have caused the pain, and couldn't come up with anything. When I finally picked myself up out of bed, I finally realized that I wasn't in my bed at all. I had to have fallen to the floor while I was sleeping. I groaned, and stood up straight, all the blood rushing through my body as the color drained from my eyes. I waited around for a moment until I could see again, and then groggily continued with my morning.
With a piece of toast in my mouth, I had my hand on the doorknob and called out a goodbye to Mom when I spotted him. Joe was sitting on the curb waiting for the bus to arrive with his headphones in. By the way I could already feel my knees buckling and my heart throbbing, instantly I knew I couldn't go out there. At least not with this promise of friendship we had going on. If I couldn't control my feelings while simply watching him through my window, who knows what would happen if I actually were to go outside and talked to him? So I waited at the door until the bus came to pick him up, like the desperate coward I was, and then finally left the house in my car.

. . .

The hardest part was not thinking about him. Not whipping my head to look at someone else who the teacher had just called Joe. Not comparing the way anyone else said my name, to the way it sounded coming from his lips. Not wishing that when someone tapped me, I would turn around to him.
Because if I let those thoughts cloud my mind, then I would be reminded that even if the teacher had called a Joe and it was him sitting there, and if it had been him calling my name, and if it had been him when I turned around, it meant nothing I would hope, because of this stupid label we had. "Just friends."

And even with all the trying so hard not to think, my mind ran crazy as he rounded the corner, and headed straight towards me. "Nick? Hey! I've been looking for you. Aren't you going to sit with us?" He pointed behind him to the lunch tables, where Joe's friend Demi and another girl were sitting. I couldn't think of anything I'd rather not do than spend time with Joe, trying not to stare at him, but his eyes were so goddamn irresistible, and right now, they lured me into eating lunch with him.

. . .

(Selena's P.O.V)

"I don't know, Dem..."
"Are you serious? Just look at the way that Nick puts deliberate space between them when he walks. There's no way."
"That doesn't always mean that he's not..."
"Selena, he's staring right at you. He's totally interested in you!"
I could feel the color rush to my cheeks, so I averted my gaze elsewhere to hide it.
Clearing my throat, I said, "I still think that there's something going on between them or something. I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. Either way my gaydar is going off."
"Well then Nick likes him. But there's no way Joe's gay... he... he can't be. I just know."
I was about to protest some more, and point out that Joe seemed to be acting stranger than Nick, when they approached us then with food trays in their arms, and sat down at the round table.
"Um, alright, so Nick, you know Demi," Joe started as Demi and Nick shared a shy wave.
"And uh, Nick, this is Selena. Selena, Nick."
I held out my hand to him, and he took it in his. "Hello," he said, and then brought it to his lips, leaving a soft kiss on my knuckles. "Um, I..." I stuttered as Joe choked on his milk, and Demi snorted lightly.
As I recovered from my burning red cheeks, and Joe settled his coughing, Demi, being the only one left who could easily talk besides Nick, offered conversation. "So, Nick. Are people here treating you right?" she smiled at him, surely enjoying his company already. She took to anyone who could create such an awkward moment so easily.
After quickly glancing at Joe, who raised an eyebrow, he said, "Yeah, mostly," which definitely raised some suspicion in my brain.
"Well, that's good," she said. "Hey, Nick. Can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah sure," he smiled, looking eager just to be doing something.
"Are you gay?" she asked, and this time it was my turn to laugh as Joe choked on his milk again, this time spitting it out. He picked up a now slightly soggy sandwich and slapped it back down on the tray.
Nick just blinked at her, jaw slightly ajar.
"Um, Demi, I need to talk to you. Now. Come on."
"But, I..."
"Well, I need to talk to you NOW." He said dragging her hand, leaving Nick and I at the table. Suddenly my laugh faded as I realized the situation. It was Nick and I. Alone. At the same table. Gulp.

Comments would be great. :)
With Love, Carlie :D

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[marian0000007]

joe & his milk... i love it

[ohmypoynter]

Soo excited that this story is back. I love it soo much and you just haaave to post more. Dyin' for some Joick action, lol (:

[MsCountrySuperstar]

YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE IT THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:O:O:O­:O:O Well I guess you can since you wrote this ep:D OMG it's so amazingly wonderful to have you back! I missed your stories so much:) You're such a talented writer :) Can't wait for more:D<333

[Todaydawg21]

Ahh Im so excited that this is back. But I wish you hadn't stopped there! Cannot wait for the next one. Love it :D <333

[LuvYa4eva139]

love it!! It made me smile lol :)