With A Shove And A Hug
It had all started with a friendly shove, which had landed me in the middle of a group of very handsome boys. I had turned a shade of bright red as I looked at my best friend who had been the one to push me. He just laughed and raised any eyebrow at me before walking off.
“I’m so sorry,” I said dragging out the middle word.
“It’s okay,” one of the boys said.
There were three of them, a tall one with straight black hair, a tall one with a short curly fro and a tall one with a large curly fro. Why did they all have to be so tall? I mean I had to look up to them and I thought I was tall… okay maybe I didn’t I always knew I was short but I could hope right?
“You are really short,” the one with straight hair said.
The two curly haired boys both smack his arms and I laughed slightly.
“I know thanks for pointing it out. I’m Jazzy,” I smiled up at them.
“Jazzy,” the straight haired one asked frowning?
“It’s short for Jazzlyn you can call me that if you like if doesn’t matter. And it’s customary to introduce yourself to someone. Especially after they introduce themselves to you,” I answered causing them to laugh.
“Joe,” the straight haired one smiled.
“Nick,” the one with the larger fro said looking up from his cell phone.
“I’m Kevin,” the last one said holding his hand out for me to shake.
I looked at his hand and then because it’s true to who I am, I start to do a wild out of this world handshake. Kevin looked shocked at me as Joe laughed and Nick continued to look at his phone. I kind of think it’s rude that he is looking at his phone and not paying attention to the girl who is obviously more interesting than an iPhone. I walked up to Nick and looked to see what he is doing. I spotted the words Miley, dated and true.
“Nick are you dating some girl named Miley,” I asked with a raised eyebrow?
“No,” Nick snapped causing me to jump back slightly.
“Okay never mind! So why are you three in a Wal-Mart at,” I paused to look at my watch, “1:20 AM?”
“Could ask you the same question,” Joe replied.
“Shopping. I am a night owl and an early riser. I haven’t gone to bed yet. I probably will when I get home though. If I can ever find Michael he is my ride home. I kind of wonder where he went cause he didn’t even want to be here. Oh well,” I shrugged.
“We can give you a ride,” Kevin told me.
“Thanks but you realize I have just started shopping it will be a while,” I smiled before walking past them to a tank top that was the same shade of green as my hair.
~~~
That was the day I met my new best friends. Joseph Adam Jonas, Nicholas Jerry Jonas and Paul Kevin
Jonas the second. When I had finally finished shopping it was 2 AM and I was almost dead on my feet but not really. Michael had left me, I called, texted and IMed him about thirty times before giving up and agreeing to let them take me home. I didn’t actually make it home that night thought I fell asleep in the backseat of Kevin’s car. When I woke up, at 6:24 AM the next morning I was shocked to find myself in a bed in a room I had never seen before. I stepped from the bed and tried to escape however I managed to step on Joe, I was in his bed and he slept on the floor. He screeched, and woke up Kevin, who was in the bed opposite of the one I had been in, and Nick, who was in a different room. And because it is me I fell on top of Joe when he screeched and that was very compromising and also a very good moment. That’s when I realized I liked him, after knowing him for exactly 5 hours and 4 minutes. I delicately rolled off of Joe, while I was doing that laughing the whole time, and just laughed in the middle of the room for about twenty minutes. Kevin, Nick and Joe didn’t find the situation as funny as I did though and grumbled the whole time about how they woke up to early cause I was too loud. Finally I stopped laughing and looked at the three boys and said the first thing that came to mind.
“Nick are you dating some girl named Miley?”
Nick sent me a look and stormed off after that comment and I started to laugh again! Joe was sitting on his own bed by then and just sat his head in his hands as he looked at me. And I could hear Kevin moving under his sheets as I continued to laugh. After a minute Kevin stuck his head out from under the sheets and spoke to Joe about me.
“Get your girlfriend and take her out of here I want more sleep,” he had grumbled.
Shaking his head Joe grabbed me off the floor, gently I might add, and headed off with me. I hadn’t a clue where he was going until he walked outside which I took as my cue to leave, until Joe grabbed my hand and started to run. I hated running. It just wasn’t my thing but because it was Joe I was running with him. When we got back to his house it was about forty minutes later, I haven’t a clue where we had run that day but Joe seemed to know it well and just smiled widely as we walked back inside. Then I met his parents for the first time. It had to be weird for them to wake up find one of their son’s gone and when he came home he came with a girl who had blue, black and green hair and snakebite piercings. And it probably didn’t help that I was wearing a green tank top with a black short sleeve shirt under it and a pair of black shorts. Mrs. Jonas, as much as she wants me to call her Denise I can’t, was dressed and perfect looking, which made me a bit self conscious I looked like I just woke up, and making breakfast. Mr. Jonas, Paul just doesn’t sound right, was sitting drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. I remember the shocked look on their faces when they saw me.
“Oh you are the girl,” Mrs. Jonas said causing me to frown.
“The girl,” I asked frowning?
“The one that they brought home from Wal-Mart last night. Didn’t expect to see you two this early,” Mrs. Jonas answered.
“Oh you know about me? And I am an early bird and a night owl. I woke them up by accident I stepped on Joe,” I said softly.
Mr. Jonas can’t manage to hold back a laugh and I looked shocked at him. I couldn’t believe that he was laughing cause I had stepped on his son but he clearly was. And that, that was shocking to me. Apparently Joe didn’t find it funny either cause he glared at his dad until he stopped laughing. And after that happened I spent most of the day with the guys, and then the next day and then the next day and then the next until it was a very rare day that I didn’t hang out with them. That is until the worst thing that could have happened did just that it happened.
~~~
“What do you mean,” I asked holding my breath in hoping he was lying?
“I mean I’m moving. We got a deal with Hollywood Records and we’re moving to…” he can’t even finish his sentence before I storm out of his room.
Joe and I had become best friends in a period of three days. And now exactly a year and six months after I first met the guys he was telling me that he was leaving. I guess I shouldn’t have been so upset about it but I was in love with him. How could I not be he was Joe, Joe who sang me to sleep at 2 AM every morning, Joe who makes me chocolate chip pancakes to make me smile, Joe who took me to my school dance despite not going to my school, he was my Joe. I ran past Kevin and straight into Nick as tears fell down my cheeks. Nick wrapped his arms around me in a very tight hug as I continued to sob. After a minute I start to beat the crap out of Nick’s chest, pounding on him for everything his brother did to hurt me. Nick still holds me and I just collapse in his arms unable to do anything else. I hear Joe leaving his room and run out of that house. Running with Joe has seriously paid off, I can run at least two miles now without having to stop.
“Jazzlyn,” Joe’s voice calls from the doorway.
I ignore him completely as I continue my run tears still streaming down my face.
“Jazzlyn,” he screams from after me.
I know he is chasing me but there is no way that I am stopping now. Not when he is just going to leave me in a month. I am not having him move on me, if he wants to leave he’ll leave without me as his best friend. I make it to my house, slam my door on him and make sure to lock him out. My phone rings at least forty times a day for thirty days and then it slowly lessens, and lessens and lessens until it finally stops.
~~~
“Jazzy what’s wrong,” the brunette girl I am with, Megan, asked me?
“Nothing,” I replied smiling at her.
“I doubt that one,” Megan told me softly.
There is a very loud and annoying scream followed by the sound of running. I don’t really like that sound anymore, before the sound of running was soothing to me. Now it makes me want to cry. Three blurs run into our store and hide in the dressing rooms followed by a group of teenage girls. Though the girls don’t notice that the boys are in the dressing rooms and look around frowning before leaving.
“Are they gone,” a male voice squeaked?
“Yea why were they following you,” I frowned thinking the voice sounds familiar?
“We’re a famous boy band,” a different voice replied.
The Jonas Brothers…
“Please leave,” I barely get out of my mouth.
“What if we are paying customers,” another male voice said.
“Please,” I said almost begging.
“I want to look around,” that one told me.
I groan and watch as he roams around the store and one of the other boys walks over to me. I look straight into his eyes and realize automatically who he is. Nicholas Jerry Jonas. He’s changed a lot since he was that scrawny little kid whose arms I wept in. I don’t think he recognizes me and watch as he reads my nametag. I’m so glad that it isn’t mine though and it’s Megan’s we traded while we were bored.
“Your name isn’t Megan,” he said softly.
“Hum,” I asked confused?
“I’d never forget you Jazzy. Give me a minute I’ll make Joe leave,” he whispered.
“Thanks Nick,” I smiled.
He walks over to Joe and they start to whisper to one another and then nodding Joe, Nick and Kevin leave. It’s been almost a full two years since I last saw them. Joe wasn’t he little sixteen-year-old still, his Joehawk gone and replaced with a shag, and his style still as crazy as ever. Nick has his hair so long it almost hides his eyes and he has grown in height and in broadness, his shoulder broader oh and he has muscles like no other. Then there is Kevin who is the same boy who left two years ago, except his hair is longer and his smile is hidden.
“You know them,” Megan asked me?
“They were my best friends for 18 months. They left almost two years ago. I don’t know what they are doing here,” I told her.
“I came back for you Jazzlyn. I came back for you,” Joe’s voice said from behind me.
I turned and spotted him standing there my eyes widening up in pure shock that he is there. I didn’t expect it Nick said he was going to make him leave why is he still here.
“Do you think its just chance that we are here when you are working? That we ran into your store? Do you,” Joe asked me?
“Joe,” I mummered.
“I missed you Jazzlyn,” he said pulling me tightly into a hug.
“I missed you too,” I said grinning.
~~~
“And that’s the story about how your daddy and I became your daddy and mommy,” my eyes smile down at the little brunette in front of me.
Currently she is trying to delay her bedtime and it would have worked, if my husband hadn’t walked in right then distracting me. He was still the same gorgeous man he was when I met him, but now he’s grown in so many ways. With a little smile he reached down and picked the giggling three-year-old up and spun her around before setting her down on her bed and kissing her forehead.
“We’ll see you in the morning,” he says to her with a smile.
She nods and turns over to ‘sleep’ as we both leave the room. Looking at the two rooms next to one another, our daughter in one and our son, our firstborn at four, in the other, we can’t help but smile. Joe leans down and kisses me sweetly on the lips before muttering.
“To think it all started with a shove and a hug.”
