So, this one shot is definately.. um.. not normal. only because of they way it's presented. other than that... it's your basic girl/jonas one shot.
i don't know why i had this idea, but i was riding in the car listening to my ipod when all of a sudden i heard a girl's short, choppy, voice talking about things that happened to her. (no, i swear i'm not crazy) but that's why there's a date before every entry (it's kinda like a journal) and that's why every new thought, or idea is a new line. you gotta picture her voice talking to you. taking a breath in between each line, as if she were thinking about what to say next and then abandoning it and saying whatever comes out of her mouth.
oops. i think i've gone a little overboard with my description. sorry. i'll just post it. please comment. whether good or bad, i'll appreiciate it.
x's & o's
~Belles aka Leanne
(p.s. for all my Cupcake & Skittles readers, i just posted a new chapter =D)
July 10, 2006
I walked past you today.
On the street.
Or actually the sidewalk if you wanna be specific.
Our shoulders brushed each other as we passed.
It made my arm tingle.
I couldn't stop smiling after that.
We didn't say anything to each other.
Did you notice me?
July 12, 2006
I saw you again today.
I didn't expect to see you in Starbucks.
Maybe that's because I didn't expect to be in Starbucks.
I hate coffee.
I know that must seem really weird,
But I do.
I hate it.
Especially the smell.
I dunno, I just don't like it.
But my mother does.
She's addicted.
And she needed a cup something bad.
So that's why I was in there.
Not for me.
For my mom.
And then I saw you.
Well, more like ran into you.
Sorry 'bout spilling your drink on you.
I didn't mean to, I swear.
But you were such a gentleman about it.
Swearing up and down that it was all your fault.
I think we both knew it was mine.
Sorry again.
I offered to pay for your drink.
Since your first one was kind of all over your shirt now,
But you refused.
Said it wouldn't be right.
I insisted though.
I felt so bad.
Finally you gave in and took my money.
Our hands touched as I gave it to you.
Made my fingers tingle.
I couldn't stop smiling after that.
I may be broke now,
But at least I'm happy.
Did you remember me?
July 15, 2006
I met your brothers today.
At the CD store.
We were both going for the same CD.
There was only one left.
I offered it to your brothers,
But they refused.
Said I was a lady
And therefore got first dibs.
I blushed.
I'd never been called a lady before.
Your brothers are true gentlemen.
I guess it's hereditary.
I kept insisting they take the CD,
And they kept on refusing.
Finally I gave in and took it,
But only because I realized that I did spot the CD first.
Otherwise I totally wouldn't have given up until they accepted it.
I bought the CD.
It's nice.
I'm listening to it right now.
Did they tell you about me?
August 24, 2006
You guys were in my town yesterday.
Performing a concert.
I couldn't go,
But my friend did.
She said it was amazing.
I knew it would be.
She said it was the best time ever.
She said you smiled and winked at her.
I wonder if it's true.
She said you guys had 'a connection'.
She said you guys were 'meant to be'.
I wonder if it's true.
I can tell she wants you.
She always gets what she wants.
I remember this one time when we were in the fifth grade,
My Aunt got me a hand made doll from Japan for my birthday.
I loved it so much.
I brought it to school one day.
To show her.
She loved it too.
She wanted it.
But I wouldn't let her have it.
It was mine.
Then her cat died.
She was so sad.
I needed to cheer her up.
But nothing I tried worked.
Until I gave her my doll.
That made her happy.
But it made me sad.
She always gets what she wants.
Are you thinking about her?
October 2, 2006
I was babysitting the neighbor kids today when your music video came on.
You guys are getting pretty famous.
I haven't seen you in a while.
Guess you're too busy touring or something.
I'm glad though.
Glad that you're fulfilling your dream.
It's nice.
I watched you sing.
On the T.V. at their house.
You're real good.
And you looked really good too.
I miss you.
And I think about you lots.
Do you ever think of me?
July 8, 2008
It's been awhile since I last wrote.
You guys are crazy famous now.
My friend told me that you're back in town.
She told me that she saw you.
That you smiled and winked at her again.
I wonder if it's true.
Are you really back?
Did you really smile and wink at her?
I hope not.
I mean I hope you're back,
But I don't hope you winked at her.
That'd mean you liked her.
Wouldn't it?
I don't want you to like her.
I want you to like me.
Do you even know me?
July 10, 2008
I'm happy right now and I can't stop smiling.
I'm guessing you're happy too.
Because you're sitting next to me with a big smile on your face.
(I love your smile)
And yeah that's right.
You're next to me.
Apparently my friend was right.
You are back in town.
I kinda figured she was right.
But I also kinda figured that you would be surrounded by big scary security guards.
You weren't.
Of course I didn't know that.
I was just minding my own business.
Walking down the street.
(The same street we first met by the way)
When someone knocked me down.
It wasn't you.
It was someone else.
I don't know who,
But they knocked my purse off too.
And everything went flying out of it.
I had to get down on my hands and knees and pick everything up.
It was embarrassing.
But then someone handed me the last of my things.
It was you.
You smiled and helped me up.
I could've melted right then and there.
Except for the fact that my knees kinda hurt from crawling on the sidewalk
And the pain helped me focus on your words instead becoming a pile of goo.
You asked me if I was ok.
I smiled stupidly and said sure.
You asked me if I got everything.
I said yeah.
You introduced yourself.
It was so cute.
You were all like 'I'm Nick'.
And I was so stupid.
I was all like 'I know'.
I'm an idiot.
You laughed and asked me my name.
I blushed and told you.
We both stood there.
Not talking.
Just staring.
It could've been weird.
But it wasn't.
I like your eyes.
They're pretty.
I can't describe them,
But I love looking at them.
Finally I think you spoke up first.
Something about eating?
I think you asked me if I was hungry.
I thought about it.
It was lunch time.
But I wasn't hungry.
Just excited.
I couldn't believe I was finally talking to you.
We went out to eat.
(I think)
It's all kind of a blur right now.
Even though it just happened today.
We talked a lot.
I made you laugh.
I love your laugh.
We found out we have a lot in common.
And a lot.... not in common.
But it's all good.
I think you like me.
But I'm not sure.
Do you like me?
July 11, 2008
Yesterday you met me
(for the second time)
on the sidewalk.
And you're still by my side today.
I like it.
Right now you're asking what I'm writing.
I told you I'm writing my thoughts.
You asked what are they.
I told you don't worry about it.
You said you're not worried.
Just curious.
I told you curiosity killed the cat.
You say
Satisfaction brought him back.
I knew I shouldn't have told you that one yesterday.
I give in.
You can read what I'm writing.
But you're not allowed to make fun of me.
At all.
I mention that I'm writing to you in this.
I hope you don't think I'm weird
'Cause that'd kinda stink.
I don't think you're weird
I think you're amazing
And to answer your questions (In order)
Of course I noticed you,
I couldn't stop thinking about you.
And I remembered you,
Your kinda unforgettable
No, my brothers failed to mention talking to my dream girl
But I'll get over it
No, I never thought about her
(I don't even know who you're talking about)
Yes, I think of you
Everyday
So, duh
I know who you are
(except I didn't know your name until recently)
And yes,
I like you
A lot
A lot a lot
I just read what you wrote.
You make me blush.
This is so uncool.
I can feel you staring at me as I write.
I think I'll look up now.
Oh My Jumping Monkeys.
I looked up.
And you kissed me.
On the lips.
Me.
You kissed.
Lips.
Amazing.
Can't form complete thoughts.
Ahhhhhh
Too perfect.