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Okay, so I started this fic a while ago, like before last christmas, and I kind of let it die. Which makes me sad, because I still have such great ideas for it. So I'm going to start posting it again, and I will finish it. lol.
Just so you know, the characters are all still the same, I don't think I'm going to change anything right now. So if you were in it before, you're still in it now. :)
I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I do.
Just A Dream:
Prologue:
My heart stopped beating on July 26, 2010.
My body went numb without the power my heart supplied.
It couldn't be true.
This could never really be happening to me.
It's just one of those things my mind made up to play tricks on me.
Just a dream.
I kept repeating those three small words over and over to myself.
Hoping that saying them enough will make them true.
Just a dream.
That was all it it was.
Soon I would wake up, and he would be here in my arms.
All of the pain would disappear.
It had to, because if it were real....I couldn't survive.
Just a dream...
Let me know what you thinks! ;)
-J
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bumping.
hey, if you guys don't like it, i don't think i really want to continue it. so if you'd like more please comment. :)
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i like it.
and no joke, July 26 is my birthday.
and joe is my favorite
if he dies, ill cry.
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Written so many more chapters, and here is the first one. :)
Tell me what you think.
Chapter 1
"There's an octopus!" I cried, pointing to the oddly shaped cloud for above our heads.
"I see it!" he said happily, sounding like a little kid at christmas. I smiled, turning to look at the man lying next to me. My best friend.
"Joe?" I asked. He turned to look at me, that goofy grin still on his face. I suddenly lost my nerve. "What do you see?" I sighed, turning to look a the sky and waited for his reply.
"I see you." he said quietly. My eyes widened in shock as I looked at him. But he was looking at the sky again with a smile. I sat up and angrily looked away, crossing my arms over my knees. My eyes stayed on the grass under my feet as he sat up beside me.
"You're mad." he stated matter-of-factly. "What did I say?" I still couldn't look at him.
"Please don't kid around like that." I told him, my eyes focused on the single blade of grass between my fingers. "Please..." I whispered, not even entirely sure that he heard it. Every time he said something like that to me I stupidly allowed myself to have hope. To believe it true for a few seconds right before he starts to kid around. Then I feel the pain of knowing he wasn't serious, and I was. My heart couldn't take another break from him, no matter how small. All of the sudden I felt a light touch on my arm, and he was looking straight at me. I finalyl lifted my eyes, locking them to his. His stare was entrancing, and wher I looked to find humor all I saw was a deeply strong emotion I couldn't name.
"I see you." he repeated in a whisper. tracing circles on my arm with his thumb. I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest, this wasn't happening. He wasn't saying these things. I would wake up soon from this wonderful dream and realize he only thought of us as friends. But I didn't wake up, and his soft touch was still there. His hand gently cupped under my chin and lifted my head to meet his eyes. The pure, raw emotion I saw blazing in those eyes left me reeling, my thoughts becoming unclear. His calloused fingers came up and sweetly stroked my cheek, my skin burning gloriously where he touched me.
"Rachelle," he whispered huskily, looking usure of himself for the first time today. I gave a little smile, he was worried. How could he not know what I felt for him? Not know the passion that had built up in my heart for years now? I was unsure how to show him what he meant to me right now. I took his hand, laing my fingers through his, and kissed his cheek. I t was something I always did, but somehow different. I let my lips linger for a moment, and smiled as he shivered and his fingers tightened on mine. The widest smile spread across his face and the same with mine. We both lay back down on the grass, staring at the clouds and slowly taking in what had just happened, our hands clasped together.
-J<3
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Chapter 2
I tightly held Joe's hand as we waited for everyone to come into the room, my own fingers shaking. Joe was now my boyfriend, as simple as that. After a few days of knowing how the other felt, we made it official. But I didn't care how good it sounded, I was still so nervous about telling everyone. After my father died a year and a half ago, the Jonas' had tried there best to be with me, even while on tour. You see, my dad was always the parent I was closest to. He was the one I turned to when I was hurt or when I needed something. My mother and I didn't exactly see eye to eye, and when he was taken away from us it just split us even more apart. I didn't eeven feel she deserved to be called "mom." So I casually called her "Merissa" when we actually did speak to each other.
This isolation I had pulled myself into after my father's death was definitely not healthy, and the Jonas' knew it. After knowing they could do nothing constantly away on tour, Joe started to make a plan. They'd come home for a couple of weeks before going back on tour, and I couldn't be happier. When I was around their whole family I felt like I belonged for the first time since the moment my dad was gone. From PK, who tried his best to slip into the father position for me as best he could, to Frankie, who mad me play with him and his Webkins at least twice a week. But most of all, there was Joe. Joe was my everything. He was the one who made me laugh and breifly forget my worries. He was the one who told me it was okay to cry, that it wasn't weakness, and he held me close as I sobbed into his chest over the loss. But most of all, he was the one who helped me to stand. With him by my side, I could do anything, I was indestructable. And when the moment came for them to leave me again, it was his idea and his planning that had me packed and suprised to know I was going with them.
All this comes down to is, I was scared. Scared that Denise, the sweet, caring mother I never had, would disapprove of me dating her son while living in a bus with him. And the same with PK. Joe'd told me that I had nothing to worry about, they loved me like a daughter and would be excited for us. Though even after his reassurance I was jumpy. The first to come were Kevin and his wife, my best friend, Kirsten. When she saw mine and Joe's hands twined together she proudly shot a triumphant grin and winked at me. I rolled my eyes and slipped my hand from his before the others came in. I'd told Kirsten many times of my feelings for Joe and the reluctance in admitting them. She encouraged me to tell him, and she was sure he'd felt the same. That smug smile on her face now was an "I told you so" slap in my face.
Next Nick and his new girlfriend, Kaycee, walked in. Both Kirsten and I had passed her in the girlfriend test, deciding she was a perfect match for Nick. Both of them were way too old for their own good, at only 17 years old. When Denise and PK walked in with Frankie I felt my heart speed up rapidly in nervousness. I cleared my throat to get everyone's attention and prayed it would all be over soon.
"Everyone," I started, but then I lost my nerve. Joe smiled the grin of his that made my heart melt in a puddle inside my chest and took over.
"Rachelle and I are together." he said proudly, taking my hand in proof. I held my breath, ready for the worst. But that didn't happen. Denise, to my suprise and enjoyment, said "Finally," and pulled me into a soft hug. Nick and Kevin both clapped Joe on the back.
"Took you long enough," Kirsten said to us, laughing. I sighed and settled in beside Joe, happy that everyone approved.
"Now all we have to do is get you a purity ring," Nick joked. As everyone laughed I looked down to the lack of ring on my left hand. It felt even more bare than before, and I sensed my tears were coming. Before anyone could see me start to cry I ran out of the room, not caring where I went. I just had to get away, I couldn't take it.
Bump! Please guys, I really want you to like this.
-J<3
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Chapter 3
"Rachelle!" Joe yelled after me. I ignored him and continued to run as fast as I could. I heard his footsteps approaching fast and I punched the elevator button. Thankfully the doors immediately opened and I ran inside. Before they could close he slipped in, standing over my huddled up figure on the floor. I squeezed my eyes shut, determined not to let the tears fall. I could just hear Merissa's voice in my mind, "Why are you crying? I thought you were strong. You're weak. He's gone now, there's nothing you can do about it, and you just need to suck it up!" But I couldn't stop as the first tear slid past my barrier. Then suddenly I felt his strong arms wrap around me.
"Just cry, Chelle." he told me soothingly. "It's okay to cry." At his words I felt the walls around the part of my heart my father had held collapse. I let my tears run freely as he sang softly in my ear. I smiled in spite of my sorrow. Without even knowing what was wrong it was like he knew exactly what to do to make me feel better. My father bought me a purity ring at my request. He'd spent preciuos money on something special just for me. The last night I saw him he had weakly placed a small box in my hand. And there it was, my ring, shining and so beautiful. I'd hugged him tightly, so touched that he knew how much having one meant to me. Then I'd watched him die. The heart monitor suddenly went beeping wildly and both he and I knew what was happening. As the nurses rushed in around us, the look on his face was only meant for me, and it was a look of pure love.
"I love you." he'd whispered, and then he was gone. Just like that. I'd gone straight home and stuffed the box deep inside my guitar case. I needed to forget about it, but there was no possible way I could will myself to throw it away. After a few seconds of silence I told Joe all of this and then let out a slow sigh, happy to have told someone. Even more happy that that someone was Joe.
"Thanks," he chuckled. I froze.
"Did I say that out loud?" I asked, and he nodded smiling. I blushed brightly, putting my head down. Right then he reached up his hand to tilt my face up placing his lips sweetly on mine. My heart sped up, so fast I thought it was going to pound out of my chest, and I melted against him. He pulled back slowly and smiled that devlish grin of his, brushing his nose playfully on mine.
"I'm right here." he said, "I always will be, never forget that." He rested forehead against mine and I bit my lip, nodding. Just then the door opened and a group of strangers stared down at us. Joe laughed as I blushed and we both stood up and ran away.
"Let's go find Nick," he said, taking my hand. "He probably feels horrible for what he said." I smiled.
"God forbid Nick should feel guilty." Joe just laughed and led the way, me following faithfully beside him.
here's chapter three guys, i hop i get some comments, i'd love feedback. :)
-J<3
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Chapter 4
"Thank you guys so much for coming out tonight!" Nick yelled to the fans. I was patiently waiting backstage with Kirsten and Kaycee as our boys ended the show. All three of them ran over to us, but I only had eyes for Joe. He ran towards me with that priceless smile that was only meant for me. I opened my arms wide, beckoning him to me. When he reached me and threw his arms around me, I relished in his touch. Kaycee squealed when Nick hugged her covered in sweat, but I could care less. All I wanted was his body pressed to mine and his strong, protective arms wrapped securely around me. I shivered as he kissed my ear.
"Missed you," he mumbled. I laughed and kissed his sweaty cheek.
"Even though it was only 3 hours, same here," I said as I took his hand. He winked and laced our fingers, pressing his lips to the back of my hand. He knew me inside and out, especially how wonderful I thought it was when he did the small things. Like that kiss.
"So what next?" Nick asked, breaking me out of my trance. "There's no meet and greet so..."
"I know!" Kevin interrupted before Joe could finish. "Since we don't have to be at the next stop for two days, we should just get a hotel here and hang out."
"I think a hotel would be a great idea." Joe said, winking at me. I felt myself blush in embarassment, yet also excitement at the thought. I nodded in agreement, Kirsten and Kaycee with me. It had been two weeks since the purity ring incident and I had decided to embrace it, wearing mine proudly. For the first time in a very long time I didn't feel pain when I thought about my father. I thought of how happy I was with him, and how happy I was now with my new family. I think I was finally beginning to heal. And, of course, it was all because of Joe. Call me crazy, but I knew I'd fallen in love with him. Even when we first met, there was something about him that stood out in my mind. I don’t know when it happened from then to now, but I was in love with Joseph Jonas. Now I just had to solve the dilemma of telling him this. I knew it might be too fast, but I wasn't a person to delay what was on my mind. I'd learned from experience that life was extremely too short, and I would take any leap I could. He needed to know how strongly I felt, even if I knew he didn't feel that much yet. I would tell him very soon.
Once we reached the hotel we ordered three rooms. One for Kevin and Kirsten, one for Joe and Nick,and one for Kaycee and I. Everyone stayed to party in my room, and we all ended up just watching movies, everyone happy to snuggle. As I was sitting there, nestled in Joe's arms, his hand tracing circles on my knee, I knew tonight I would tell him once we were alone. Keeping feelings this intense bottled up inside wasn't healthy. When the movie ended Kevin and Kirsten got up and went to their room. I looked down on the floor and saw Nick and Kaycee were asleep in each others arms. It was her last night with us before she went back home.
"I need to talk to you." Joe whispered, standing up and holding out his hand to me. We went to his room and lay on his bed, cuddling. I was so happy that he was planning on telling me what I was going to tell him. I sat and waited for him to speak. He furrowed his brow like he did when he was deep in thought, it was the most adorable thing I had ever seen.
Eventually he sighed and looked at me seriously, immediately my stomach tied up in knots. This wasn't what I thought it was, this was…bad news. I gulped and tightened my grip on his hand as he began.
Hope you like it. Please let me know, I really want to continue.
-J<3
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Okay, here we go, even though there are no comments, i'm going to update, because people are viewing. :) I have hope. lol. so yes, i'll tell you what. If i get one comment, i will post another chapter tonight.... :D
Chapter 5
"I've been thinking about this for a long time." Joe began slowly, "Just to make sure that I was postive with my decision before I told someone." He just looked at me for a while, and I was more anxious every second that passed. He breathed in slowly and began again, " This decision is going to majorly affect everyone, but most of all, you. And I want you to know first to make sure you were okay with it." I felt so confused, what was he talking about? Was he going to propose? I jumped at the thought, but put it away fast. Though the thought scared me, I admit I was hopeful.
"I..." he stopped, biting his lip. I set my hand gently on his knee and decided my news could come first.
"Joe, whatever it is you have decided, I just want you to know that I'll be here for you always," I took a breath and just said it, "Because I love you." A smile broke across his face.
"I...I love you too." he whispered, leaning in to kiss me. I wrapped my fingers through his hair, and he moaned so softly into my mouth. As he kissed my neck I sighed, happily surrendering, but in the back of my mind I remembered he had something to tell me. It took all of my will power, but I managed to break away from his soft mouth and push him off of me. He just stared at me as our breathing slowed. I swallowed and fought the strong urge to pull him back to me.
"What did you want to tell me?" I whispered. Realization passed over his face and he slowly sat up, taking both of my hands.
"I'm leaving the band..." My mind did a double take.
"What?!" I said, confused and trying hard to clear my thoughts. He just let me think for a moment, the silence screaming at me as I considered this. "Babe, I told you whatever decision you made I would back you up," he smiled, "But I still don't understand why this affects me more than it does your brothers. I mean, we can still be together when you leave, so thats nothing to worry about. And I just don't understand..." I was rambling and I knew it, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. He placed his hand gently over my mouth to silence me.
"There's more." he said seriously, looking straight into my eyes. I was scared, what more could there possibly be? He continued, "But I have to ask you a very hard question right now. I need just one night before I tell you. One night to hold you and be completely happy. Do you think you can do that for me?" I nodded weakly, so curious, yet so determined to do whatever I could to see laughter in those eyes again. He smiled lightly and kissed my forehead before pulling me into his arms. After a while his breathing steadied and I knew he was asleep. But I knew there would be no sleep for me. When he asked me to wait, there was such a desperation in his voice I had never heard before. He was so serious, so set on whatever decision he had just made. I closed my eyes and listened to him breath. No matter how much I tried to swallow it down, the nervous lump in my throat just wouldn't go away. Since I knew sleep was not an option, I was content in watching him. His face was so angelic, peaceful, and he looked like an innocent child. If only that would last. I prayed that he would be happy in the morning, and I prayed that I would have the strength to accept whatever he was going to tell me.
If only I had known how much his decision would affect all of us...
-J<3
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why joe why?
why must you join the army?
why?
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