hey guys! i just started this today and im getting really into it! tell me what you think and enjoy - its mainly about nick but i couldnt help but add joe and kevin cant forget them :] i hope you like it

“Hello Beautiful…How’s it going?”
I could have sworn my heart had stopped beating right then and there. All I could hear around me was screaming. Probably the loudest screaming I had heard in my entire life. I was surprised to find I didn’t need a hearing aid afterwards. Amidst all the cries of, “I LOVE YOU!” and “Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh” all I could see was him. Suddenly, I couldn’t hear any of the noise. I could only see that one boy up on stage. I saw his brothers too and they were doing great. But, for some reason, I could not look away. My heart started racing and I couldn’t stand. My knees collapsed beneath me and I had to sit down. From my seat, although many heads were in the way, I could still hear his voice ringing out through the theatre. I was stuck, motionless. I was so overcome with shock and amazement I was simply struck mute.
 “KELLY, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” my friend, Holly, practically screamed into my face.
 “Huh? Oh yeah…um…I’m fine.” I mumbled back. I was concentrating only on the music and that one voice still carrying out the verses.
 “WELL GET UP! YOU’RE MISSING IT!” She was on her tippy-toes trying to get a peak of the stage. We didn’t have the best seats in the world but it was still great to be there.
 I slowly got up, realizing I could breathe again at least. He was still up there, strumming his guitar, getting lost in the music. I closed my eyes and pretended I was the only one there and he was only singing to me. It worked for a little until someone hit me in the head with her elbow, camera flailing around trying to get a good shot. Although my head was throbbing, still all I could see was him. All I could hear was the sound of his guitar. All I could feel was this song. I eventually opened my eyes, scared of another attacking camera and stared intently at him, wishing he could see me. I know he couldn’t since we were so far apart. But somehow I wished I would be the only one he would notice. Wishful thinking, I know. But somehow, I knew right there, it would happen some day. It just had to.
 The song ended and the screaming was intensified to pure shrieking. I couldn’t even hear myself think it was so loud. You guessed it, I was at a Jonas Brothers concert. I could have sworn it could have been The Beatles it was so loud. I loved the Beatles as much as the Jonas Brothers. They had so much in common it was scary. My friend Holly got me into the Jonas Brothers a couple years back when they weren’t as popular and since then, I have been a dedicated follower: watching countless videos, listening to all their songs on shuffle, and even trying to get my dad into them. He had to agree they were good musicians but still pushed for me to listen to the oldies, which I loved just as much. Although I spent all this time learning about the Jonas' and their story, nothing was like going to see them live. Although I had seen them on pretty much every magazine ever invented and listened to them talk on all the radio shows, nothing compared to seeing them in person. I thought the concert was going to be fun. I liked the Jonas Brothers a lot but I didn’t realize how much until that night. They came out stage and a huge adrenaline rush came over me. I was so excited I could barely think straight. I could not believe they were standing right in front of me, in the flesh. At that moment, all I wanted to do was meet them. Really get into their heads and see what they thought.
 I went home from the concert that night, still in complete shock. The whole night I tried my hardest to actually hear the music and I couldn’t even do that, since the screaming was so loud. I still had a great time with Holly, my partner in crime when it came to the Jonas Brothers. I was 15 and pretty much obsessed. However, I was scared to show it. When I was with Holly, however, I could be as crazy as I wanted. We gushed for hours on end on their sweet words and lyrics and died from laughter after watching their latest “Dose of Jonas”. It was exhilarating being a fan and I loved every minute of it. However, after that one night, everything had changed. I realized they weren’t just this cute boy band. They were real people, trying to spread their music as much as possible. That was when I realized I could be a fan but I should treat them like they were any old average Joes. Since then, I no longer screamed when a new picture of them out and about came up on the Internet. I no longer checked their MySpace religiously for updates. I was still a fan, listening to their music every day. But really, I wanted to be the one fan that knew who they really were.  Not just pretending I knew them since I knew all of their favorite movies and foods and what not. I really wanted to know them, but I didn’t tell anyone.
 The next day at school, Holly came rushing up to me, back-pack going up and down, her feet bouncing at the speed of light.
 “Didn’t you have an awesome time last night?” she yelped, hands shaking.
 “Yes! It was so great. I could not love them anymore.” I sighed. It was true.
 “I wonder where they are at this very second.” She leaned back up against her locker, looking up at the fluorescent lights as if they were the heavens.
 “Probably on their way to Chicago. They have another show tonight.”
 “I wish they could have stayed longer.”
 “Me too.”
We both sat there, probably dreaming up ways to meet them. However, now that they were this popular, things were going to change. It probably wouldn’t be the same from here on out.
 “Well, I have Chemistry now. See ya at lunch?” Holly was already at attention, out of her dream faze. Apparently I was still in mine since she started poking me very hard.
 “Earth to Kelly! Anyone home?” Holly increased the poking, most likely causing a permanent bruise on my left side.
 “Huh! Yeah! I’m here.” I pulled away, wishing she would stop poking.
 “Haha alright. See ya girl.” She giggled and skipped away down the hall, a huge smile on her face. I was happy because she was so happy. It made me smile that she could be so carefree and dreamy. All because of the Jonas Brothers.

 The phone was ringing. 7 AM. Sun seeping through the curtains of the hotel room, forming shadows on the floor.
 “Hello?” Nick Jonas rolled over and reached for the phone, wiping the sleepies from his eyes.
 “Nick, honey. Are you up?” Mrs. Jonas’ kind voice rang, waking him up.
 “Uh..yeah.” He stretched, sore from last night’s concert. Running, jumping, flipping. He did it all. He would do it again tonight, and the next night after that.
 “Alright. Bus leaves in 20 minutes for Chicago. We got to get rolling early because you have an interview.”
 “Gotchya. Thanks, Mom.”
 “No problem. Love you.”
 “Alright. Love you too.”
Nick slowly rolled off his bed and walked to the little kitchen in their huge suite. He opened the refrigerator, pulling out the milk and a yogurt. It seemed this had consumed his life. Although he was so content with performing and making his music, he still wondered where his old life had gone. Where were the days of coming home from school and playing board games in their old house in New Jersey? What happened to the dinners as a family he enjoyed so much? What happened to seeing his friends every weekend and being able to go somewhere, a complete stranger to everyone? He sat down and ate a bowl of Cheerios, contemplating all of this, when Kevin walked in.
 “Hey. Almost ready?” He said, already dressed and ready to go.
 “Yeah. Where are we again?” Nick mumbled, suddenly exhausted.
 “St. Louis, kiddo. Last night was pretty fun.” Kevin reached for the gallon of milk, pulling himself a glass.
 “Yeah, it was. Cool city.” Nick said, looking down into his now empty bowl.
 “You can say that again.”  Kevin smacked his lips and then left, probably going to wake up Joe, needing some more poking.
 “C’mon, Joe. We gotta go soon.” Kevin pulled of Joe’s covers using the old cold trick.
 “Hey!” Joe cuddled up into a ball, head straining to look at the clock.
 “You can do it. It’s not that early. We even got to sleep in some!” Kevin sing-songed, always looking on the bright side of everything.
 “Are you kidding me?” Joe asked, eyes squinting at the light from outside.
Nick couldn’t help but laugh as Joe struggled to get out of bed and Kevin going around picking out Joe’s outfit. They were all so different and yet had one thing in common: their music. He pulled on his usual skinny jeans and nice button down shirt, slid into his green Converses and grabbed his signature red shades. It didn’t take him long to pack up since he was so organized but then again, they were only there for 8 hours a day. He pulled out his iPod, waiting for Joe and Kevin. He put on The Beatles (Let It Be) and stared out at the city of St. Louis. He could see the Arch and all the tall buildings. He saw the people busying around on the sidewalk, probably not even knowing he was up there. Nick sighed, relieved he could be anonymous for once. While listening to the music, he tried to figure out the chords on the nearby piano nicely accompanied with their room. It was simple but something was missing and he couldn’t figure it out.
 “Nick, we’re going” Joe mumbled, still half asleep but moving none the less.
 “Coming.” He regretfully got up from the piano and headed out the front door, Big Rob waiting for them out in the hallway. They got down onto the main level and saw the bus up ahead. Rushing towards the bus trying to avoid any problems, the three boys ducked through the doors, successfully making out without any usual conflict. Paparazzi was MIA thankfully.
 “Good morning, boys,” Mr. Jonas softly said.
 “Hey Dad” Nick said, plopping down onto his bunk ready to go back to bed.
 “Sleep well?” Mrs. Jonas said, busy trying to get last minute packing done.
 “Yup. What an awesome concert last night!” Kevin said, excitedly.
 “Great job, guys.” Frankie said, amongst all of his Webkinz.
The bus started roll out of the parking lot and Nick took one final look at the city. The sun was stretching out over the horizon, making all of the buildings have a nice glow to them. As the passed over the Mississippi River, Nick sighed and fell back asleep.

“But you have to admit, if the Jonas Brothers could stay longer, they totally would. I mean they’re nice like that. They’d want to be with their true fans.” Holly was saying as we walked home after school.
Since it was a nice day out, we decided to walk the short distance home rather than having our parents come and get us. Might as well help the environment.
 “Uh-huh. Sure, Holl” I said, nodding although trying hard not to laugh.
 “What is with you? Ever since last night you have been completely unresponsive and a little spacey.” Holly was being serious, I could tell.
 “Well, it’s really nothing too important. I just kind of had one of those moments where you realize everything, ya know?”
 “Um…no?” She asked, her confused look aimed in my direction.
 “Well I just think…”
 “Yes…?” She said. It almost felt like she was poking me again.
I really didn’t want to tell her the real reason why I was in such a dreamy mood today. I was just thinking of the possibilities. It was embarrassing.
 “Okay…well…have you ever had that feeling that someone is totally meant for you and you just know its going to happen? It’s like fate, it’s like too perfect to not happen?” I quickly sput out, hoping she wouldn’t want an explanation.
 “Wait…what are you talking about?”
 “Well, last night, there was this instant where everything just came together. I realized that…” I paused. I couldn’t say it.
 “Realized what??!” Holly was on full alert now. Stopping me in my tracks even though all I wanted to do was keep walking. Sooner the better.
 “I realized that…Nick Jonas is…”
My heart was once again in overdrive just thinking about him. I got goose bumps and my throat was all tied up. She would think I’m way too strange.
 “HA! Incredibly hot?! Honey, I think we all agree on that one…”
My face fell. She didn’t understand.
“Well, yeah, but there’s so much more to him. He’s real and true and an awesome musician. I mean he’s not doing this for attention. He’s doing this because it’s him. I mean up there every night. The music…it just…”
 I couldn’t help it now. It was all out in the open and it felt nice I have to admit. I looked over at Kelly who was in complete shock.
 “Um…okay? I mean, that’s nice.”
 She replied, looking down at her toes, walking faster to get home. I know it was awkward but it was how I felt all of a sudden. And somehow, it felt so real yet I couldn’t explain it. Just something there that one night made me see the real him and I have no clue why. I did know however that I had to talk to him. I had to see how he felt about music, how he felt about everything. I was curious and extremely interested in what he had to say. Call me crazy, but everything felt so right when I thought of him. People didn’t understand why I liked music so much, why I talked the way I did, why I read so much, or why I loved being on my own. But when I saw him up there, I knew he was just like me. It was like reaching out in an empty room and finally feeling someone grab it and help me understand.

heres chapter two! thank you so much and tell me what you think! :]

Chapter 2:

 “WOW!” Frankie yelled, jumping up and down.
Nick sat up, bumping his head on the roof of his bunk. Groaning, he rubbed it and jumped down from his nifty bed.
 “What is it, Frank?” Nick mumbled, too tired to even think right.
 “That building is hee-uge!” Frankie was so excited, he was jumping up and down, a hyper-active bunny in their way too cramped tour bus.
 “That is cool, bud.” Nick sighed, making some room at the small table, now posing as their dining room. He checked his OmniPod to make sure his diabetes was still in check and then took out his iPhone. Scanning through his messages, he realized the last time he talked to his ex, Miley was a couple of weeks ago. The two had slowly grown apart with their separate tours. He sighed wondering why she never called him or texted him. They went from being so close and such great friends to complete strangers. He slumped down in his seat, thinking about all the good times he had with her: meeting her for the first time, holding her hand for the first time, even kissing her for the first time. Everyone still loved her but something wasn’t the same. She was all I ever wanted. She was all I ever needed and more. She walked out my door, yeah, she went away…The lyrics to his own song, ringing through his head. He quickly shook his head, curls bouncing around, trying to get the song out. He knew it would be stuck there for days if he let it.
 “Kids, time to get out.” Mr. Jonas called as the bus slowly came to a stop in good ol’ Chicago.
Joe, Kevin, Nick and Frankie all filed out, stretching looking around at the big city. They were at the front of the hotel. As they slowly made their way to the front desk, a piercing shriek called out through the whole hotel.
 “AHH!!!!!!! JONAS BROTHERS!!” A girl screamed at the top of her lungs, sprinting straight towards them, along with 4 other girls. Big Rob took position as the boys put on a smile and shyly waved. Too tired to even move, Nick tried to sneak around and get to the elevator. Why was he so tired all of a sudden?
 “Okay, ladies, take it easy.” Big Rob said with this deep voice, swiftly stepping in front of the three. Mr. and Mrs. Jonas talked to the hotel lobbyist trying their hardest to get out of their fast.
 “CAN WE GET A PICTURE?” They yelled, so excited, smiles beaming.
 “Sure.” Kevin answered, walking over to the girls to do their usual autograph routine. As the girls took their places, Nick idled over knowing he was wanted and put his arm loosely around his brother Joe. He tried his best to wake up and be interested but he was just too tired. The camera flashed and he could tell he hadn’t smiled despite his hardest efforts. The girls said their good-byes, complete with ten hugs and more jumping.
 When they finally reached the hotel room, Nick plopped his stuff down onto a chair and then collapsed onto the nearest bed.
 “Why so tired, my man?” Kevin asked, setting down his suitcase.
 “I don’t know. I guess just wiped out from last night.”
 “Alright, well get ready. We gotta get to the station soon.”
Nick sighed. He loved doing interviews and being there for the fans but for some reason, he was dead beat. All he wanted to do was sleep and take two seconds to relax without being interrupted. He missed having all the free time in the world and yet still loved playing his music. Couldn’t have both, unfortunately.
 An hour later, the boys were in front of a microphone, putting on their headphones, preparing for their interview.
 “Thanks for making it guys,” the DJ simply said as the countdown began.
 “Anytime!” Joe said, getting excited. He loved these things.
5…4…3…2…1…ON AIR!
 “Hellooo Chicago! Good afternoon. We are here with the JONAS BROTHERS!” The DJ suddenly pumped and excited.
Nick woke up, realizing he was on live radio. He never realized how often they did these and he kind of took them for granted.
 “Hey guys! What’s up?” Kevin said into the microphone.
 “Hello!” Joe called out. He looked over at Nick, staring blankly out the small window. He nudged Nick under the table, kicking him hard with his foot.
 “Uh! Hey Chicago” Nick said, practically running into the microphone, shooting an evil glare at Joe.
 “So, how have you guys been? How’s the tour going for ya?” The DJ asked.
 “Oh, it’s going awesome. We’re on the road and having the times of our lives, just having fun.” Kevin answered.
 “Does it ever occur to you how popular you guys have become all of a sudden? I mean this has just blown up.”
 “Yeah, it gets a little crazy at times but it’s so much fun. I mean we love doing it every day.” Joe said, smiling.
 “I can imagine. I mean you guys have been doing this for awhile, right?”
 “Yeah, actually, it’s been about 4 years. It kind of started with my solo project and then just started writing with my brothers. And yeah...” Nick said, feeling like that’s all he said lately.
 “Rest is history! So, what’s the best and worst thing with being on tour all the time?” The DJ asked.
 “The best part is obviously seeing the fans and just playing our music. I mean we’ve always dreamed of doing this and it’s awesome.” Kevin answered.
 “I don’t know if there actually is a bad part. I mean it’s our dream.” Joe said, making these positive.
 “But don’t you ever miss your old friends back home?” the DJ asked.
 “Oh, of course. I mean we could never forget them. They’ve supported us for so long and we feel terrible that we don’t get to see them as often anymore.” Kevin said.
 “Any lady friends back home?” The DJ asked, looking straight at Nick.
 “Hah not quite. We’re all single…” Nick answered, figuring he should speak up about the subject. With all the Miley rumors floating around, he had to clear it up somehow.
 “I see…if you ever find a girl out there, how do you plan on staying in touch?” the DJ asked, getting personal.
 “Well, we found out the hard way its really hard to date on tour. But if we ever were in the situation, we’d make a real effort to talk to them as much as possible.” Joe answered.
 “So, what exactly do you look for in a girl, Kevin?”
 “Well, someone nice and fun who can understand how busy we are. I mean it’s really tough but just someone who can be chill with it all.”
 “Joe?”
 “I kind of like girls that are nice and funny. Just they like to have fun and of course understand our schedule.”
 “And Nick?”
 “Well, probably a girl who I can just talk with for awhile and who can just be there for me to make me smile.”
 “I see, very nice gentleman.” The DJ shuffled some papers around and looked for the next question.
In the background, Nick could hear the ringing of plenty of telephones. He sighed knowing most of them were about what he just said. It was true though. It seemed like lately all he could do was sleep. He wanted someone to just be there no matter how far. Just at least someone…
 
“Kelly! Did you hear the interview?” Holly screamed into the phone. I could have sworn my ears were going to fall off she was talking so loud.
“What interview?” I knew what she was talking about. The new one on Chicago’s hit radio station. It must have been only 5 minutes before it was all over YouTube.
“The guys talked about what kind of girl they want!” She shrieked.
“Really? What did they say?” I was truly curious.
“Well, I think I would be best for Joe. I mean he’s so hilarious and he wants someone really nice and cool. I would totally date him no matter how far!”
“What did Nick say?”
“Someone who can make him smile and support him. How sweet!”
“Yeah…” I sighed. Every interview he said around the same thing. And every
time, she fit the bill. Everything he mentioned was her to a T.
 “They must be getting ready for their show about now. Wow, they are so awesome. I mean sticking out through this tour. I mean it’s gonna be over in a couple of weeks but that’s gotta be tough.”
 “Yeah, their life style seems so tough but rewarding. You can tell that music is what they really care about.”
 “Yeah, you mentioned that yesterday. Are you alright?”
 “What? I’m perfectly fine. I guess I was just really tired yesterday and started blurting out all these random things.” I knew it was a lie. I knew exactly what I was saying.
 “Well, that’s okay. It’s understandable. We had a late night! Wow, I wish it was then again.”
 “Yeah me too.” I remembered seeing him up onstage, hearing his voice, watching him play piano, everything. I wish I could have replayed it all back.
 “Well, I gotta go. Better get some homework done. See ya!”
 “Alright, Holls. See ya tomorrow.”
I dropped the phone onto the floor and went back to listening to my iPod on my bed. I shut my eyes and dreamed up again the time I would meet him. I got that same tingling feeling in my stomach and I couldn’t help but smile. Suddenly I sat up straight. My eyes travelled to my nearby desk. I raced to the drawer and dug through the piles and piles of junk. I found it…my old stationary. I grabbed a pen and raced back to my bed, breath heaving in and out. Then I began to write…
 Dear Nick Jonas

I like it, butit's kinda long and hard to follow. No offi. PMS!!

This is such a good fanfiction!  keep posting!

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this is really good.