Here is my Nick fan fic. I hope every one likes it, I will update every other day but the weekends. Enjoy!

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Title: Bringing Back the Old Her
Characters: Elizabeth (Liz for short) Martin and Nick Jonas
Summary: Elizabeth has had enough of all the drama in her life, she’s to the point of giving up and now she feels more alone then ever. Will her best friend Nick show her that she isn’t alone?
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction I do not know or own anyone that is involved with The Jonas Brothers, I have never meant or know anyone in their families, their friends, any of their girlfriends or anyone at their record company or management. The only characters I own are the ones you do not recognize.

Chapter 1

Elizabeth walks down the streets of her neighborhood, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, tears pouring from her eyes mixing with the rain from the storm. Feeling more alone then she has ever had in her life walking the short distance to Nick’s house seemed like an eternity and the long walk had her mind racing with thoughts of how she got to this point. Stopping at the gates of the familiar home the home where she feels safer and loved then her own home more tears started to pour from her eyes. Lightening cracked in the distance and knowing she better get herself into a place dry and warm she typed in the code to the gates and soon the gates opened. Dragging herself through the gates, up the driveway then up the front steps she stood at the front door. Praying someone that someone being Nick would be home she rang the doorbell then stood and waited, after a few seconds no one answered, so she tried the doorbell again then after a few more moments till no answer. Trying the doorbell again no one answered, sighing she turned around but stopped when she heard the click of the door handle. Turning back around and looking through tear strained eyes she see’s Nick standing on the other side of the door. Nick was in his room strumming away on his guitar when he heard the sound of the doorbell, placing his guitar back on its stand he walked down and to the door where it rang again. Opening the door he looks out to the porch and see’s Elizabeth standing in the middle of the porch soaking wet and looking visibly upset.
“Liz.”
She didn’t move she continued to stand there her arms wrapped around herself staring at him. The more Nick looks at her the more he becomes concerned, he moved out onto the porch and walks up to Elizabeth.
“Liz what’s wrong?”
With just those three words escaping Nick’s mouth Elizabeth collapsed into Nick’s arms sobbing, Nick wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close to him.
“I can’t take it anymore Nick.”
And with just them six words Nick knew something was differently wrong, without saying a word he picked Elizabeth up bridal style and carried her into the house. Shutting the door with his foot he destined the staircase, walking down the hall and into his room he sat her down on the edge of his bed. Going down the hall to the bathroom he grabs a towel then walks back into his room, getting down on his knees in front of a now calm Elizabeth, he started to wipe the water from her face, then her neck, then her arms and hands. Getting up he moved to sit behind her and started to run the towel through her hair, Elizabeth sits silent as Nick dries her off looking out the window at the falling rain. Taking her eyes off of the window she moved them to the small table in between Nick’s guitars and saw the Jonas family portrait sitting in its frame. At the sight of the smiling family in the photo Elizabeth broke down in a fit of sobs placing her face in her hands, Nick threw the towel down on the floor and hugged her from behind hearing her cry like this was breaking him into two. As Elizabeth cried nothing but the comforting feeling of Nick’s arms is keeping her from completing going over of the edge, knowing that he was worrying to death about her she knew sooner or later she was going to have to calm down long enough to tell him what was wrong. Calming herself down she wiped the tears from her face and took in a deep breath, she felt the tender touch of Nick’s lips on the back of neck and she took in a deep breath and taking in the comforting feeling that simple act bought to her.
“We need to get you out of those wet clothes.”
Nick said getting up from his bed he walked over to his dresser grabbed one of his shirts then a pair of his sweatpants.
“Here you can wear these.”
Elizabeth nodded and stood up but only to fall forward Nick catching her, feeling weaker then she has ever been in her life she knew she wouldn’t be able to walk to the bathroom down the hall and change. Sitting her back down on the edge of his bed Nick sighed he wasn’t prepared for this having no clue what to do he prayed that some form of being above would help him with what he was about to do. Taking in a deep breath and with shaky hands reaches up and takes a hold of the hem of Elizabeth’s shirt. Elizabeth’s eyes nearly came out of her head and her heart leaped into her chest when Nick grabbed the hem of her shirt so grabbing his hands she said,
“Nick what are doing?”
“Helping you get out of these wet clothes, your obviously too weak to do it yourself.”
Elizabeth love’s the fact that Nick is so caring and loving there have been times in the last couple years where she knows that if it wasn’t for him she wouldn’t be here. Nodding her head she let Nick moved her shirt up then over her head, Elizabeth heard Nick’s quick in take of breath and chuckled even while taking care of her he was still showing signs of being a teenage boy.
“This is where it could be problematic.”
Nick said making Elizabeth laugh her first true laugh in last forty-five minutes.
“I guess you didn’t have all the bases covered huh genius.”
Elizabeth said making Nick smile, Elizabeth could never resist his smile. Grabbing his shirt he pulled it over her head and she pulled her arms through it then placed her hands under the shirt, she reached back she unclasped her bra pulled the straps down on one arm pulling her arm through then doing the same with her other arm. Pulling her bra out from under her shirt she laid it on the bed next her, Nick untied her shoes taking them off along with her socks, then he unbuckled her belt pulling it through the belt loops then laying it over the back of his desk chair. He undid the button then the zipper on her pants; Elizabeth noticed his hands shaking and chuckled.
“You don’t have to do this, I think I can mange Nick.”
“You almost feel just standing up I don’t want to fall trying to get your pants off or shoes off and the new pants on.”
He pulled her pants down hard causing her to fall back onto the bed, she laughed till she realized that everything below her waist was exposed to Nick with the way she was laying. Sitting up she pulled the shirt as far down as it would go but found that Nick had placed his hand over his eyes. Reaching over she removed his hand from over his eyes, looking at her and he noticed the light that she always has in her eyes that was missing when he found her outside was back and that made him smile. Looking at her sitting on his bed only clad in his shirt Nick couldn’t help the blush that crept to his neck and cheeks, grabbing his sweat pants he pulled her legs through both pants legs then slowly started to pull them up. He stood up and stood over her pulling the pants up to her waist, he lost his balance and feel forward onto Elizabeth. Both in a lit of laughter Elizabeth’s hands found their way to his shoulders where they clutched onto them squeezing while she laughed. They both calmed down and Nick moved off of her and sat up, Elizabeth followed silence filled the room till the ringing of Elizabeth’s cell broke it, Nick reached down into the pockets of her wet jeans and pulled out her cell. Looking at the caller ID he handed her the phone not sure he should have.
“It’s your Mom.”
And just like that the happiness that filled Elizabeth was gone and the alone, angry, sad feeling came back to her.
“Can you answer it?”
She asked in a whispered and Nick nodded and flipped open the phone.
“Hello… Yes Mrs. Martin she’s here with me… I will Mrs. Martin bye.”
Nick shut the phone turned it off and placed it on the floor, looking over at Elizabeth his heart broke again at the sight of the silent small tears running down her face.

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LoV3 iT!!!

Completly loving it!!!!  More soon please!

oh goodness gracious. I'm pretty much in the love with this story.

Here is Chapter 2 enjoy!

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Chapter 2

“Want to talk about why you’re so upset?”
Elizabeth sighed not really in the mood to talk about the drama that infolded today knowing she needs to give her best friend the reason why she’s such a mess.
“Nana started with my Mom earlier, about how bad she feels and that she wants to get an ambulance to take her to the Hospital tomorrow. All my Mom said to her was if she needed or wants to go her or my Dad would take her obviously she said no she rather have the ambulance take her and I guess my Mom said that didn’t make any since and all hell broke loose. All I did was come downstairs to get something while they were going at it over the phone and when my Mom hung up she went off on me starting yelling at me about how she wishes Nana would just accept the fact that Pop is gone and how miserable she’s making everyone. I just told my Mom that Nana is just trying to get to her that if she would stop getting mad Nana would drop whatever she’s doing to get my Mom mad, she yelled at me and told me that she is and it isn’t working. So I told her I didn’t know what else to do that I’m tried of getting in the middle of them fighting everyday and after that it was just one big scream fest and things were said. I left the house knowing that I had to be here.”
More tears started to stream down Elizabeth’s face and Nick bought her into his arms.
“I’m sorry that you have to deal with this.”
“I’m feel like everyone is against me Nick, I’m afraid to talk to anyone in my family anymore. I’m afraid if I talk to Nana she’ll start with me, I’m afraid to talk to my Mom cause lately all I have to do is look at her and she gets mad at me and we get into a fight and I’m afraid to talk to my Dad cause he’ll start World War three over it. They’re my family Nick I shouldn’t be afraid to talk to them or even look at them, I always walking on eggshells around them afraid that whatever I do is going to make them mad. We used to be so happy then Pop died and Nana changed and her daily actions changed everyone, I can’t take it anymore Nick I can’t take the fighting between Mom and Nana, the fighting between my parents because of Nana and I can’t take the fighting between my Mom and me anymore. I’m always angry and upset more then I’m happy and I’m also tired of that, my stomach is in knots right now and I feel sick to my stomach about this whole thing. I just want my life to be back to the way it used to be I know no one’s life is perfect but I wish mine is less drama filled and my life to me was perfect at the time. It’s to the point now Nick where I don’t want to live there anymore. I’m not the person I used to be and I miss being that person.”
All Nick did was hold her close and more tears spilled from her eyes then he said,
“Liz listen to me, no one is against you and your right you shouldn’t be afraid to talk to anyone in your family and I’m so sorry you feel that way. You have did nothing wrong you hear me all your trying to do is not let all the stress and drama get to you and they as your family need to see what all this has done and is doing to you. You know what I think?”
Nick pulled her away from him and wiped her tears away.
“What?”
She asked looking down at her lap; Nick lifted her chin up then ran his fingers through her hair.
“I think that maybe you need some time away from everything starting now. We start the summer tour in two days why don’t you tomorrow go home I’ll go with you, we’re sit down and talk to your parents.”
“There’s no talking to them Nick it’s all screaming with them.”
Nick tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
“We’re talk to them your pack the things you need and you can come live here and when we leave for tour you can come with us.”
“They’re never go for it Nick.”
Elizabeth looks down at her hands.
“You never know till you try. Why don’t I go downstairs and get you something to eat.”
She nodded and Nick got up and went downstairs, he made her a sandwich and grabbed a small bag of chips and a glass of ice tea. Placing it on a tray he walked up to his room and walked in but only to find Elizabeth asleep on the bed. Placing the tray of food down on the night stand Nick took his blanket and covered her up, then grabbing a piece of paper and pen he wrote her a note telling her that he had to leave the house for a few minutes that he shouldn’t be long and to make herself at home. Placing the note on the pillow next to her, Nick kissed her forehead grabbed his hoodie and keys went downstairs, grabbed an umbrella and left his house. Nick made the short walk down the street to Elizabeth’s house where he rang the doorbell, he has sat and watched the actions of Elizabeth’s Grandmother and her Parents turn Elizabeth into a person she never used to be and it was time he took a stand. When the door opened Mrs. Martin stood on the other side.
“Nick this is a surprise.”
She must have noticed Elizabeth wasn’t with him because she sighed.
“She doesn’t want to come home does she?”
Mrs. Martin asked, Nick didn’t give her a direct answer he only asked,
“Can I come in?”
Mrs. Martin moved aside and let Nick in.
“I’m here to talk to you and Mr. Martin about Elizabeth.”
“I’m afraid Nick that my Husband is in his drunken state passed out upstairs.”
That’s another thing that Nick knows is bothering Elizabeth’s her Father’s drinking.
“Then I can I just talk to you?”
Mrs. Martin nodded and they walked over to sit in the living room, Mrs. Martin on the sofa and Nick on the recliner across from her.
“Mrs. Martin Liz is my best friend.”
“She’s more then your best friend Nick you don’t have to hide your true feelings from me. I know you love my Daughter.”
Nick was taken back by Mrs. Martin’s words.
“She isn’t the same person anymore Mrs. Martin, she hardly laughs or smiles anymore. I know that she doesn’t blame you she blames the situation and I have sat back for the last couple years and watched her change and I’m afraid Mrs. Martin I can longer do that. She came to me tonight broken down, her will and her faith everything broken, she feels like she’s alone Mrs. Martin that everyone is against her. She’s tried of all this fighting between you and your Mother and you and Mr. Martin.”
Mrs. Martin cut Nick off.
“That isn’t my fault she starts it every day not me. And as far as my Husband he gets mad at me for everything.”
Nick sighed.
“Like I said Liz doesn’t blame you or do I, she feels that all this fighting has changed everyone not just her but you and Mr. Martin. One should never feel like they’re alone or that their family is against them, you should be able to count on your family and she feels that she can’t.”
“She can always come to us Nick I don’t know where she got that at.”
“She told me every time she tries to talk to you about this you get mad at her and you two start fighting. Mrs. Martin do you realize what all this has done to Liz?”
Mrs. Martin sat silent that made Nick a little angry how could a Mother not notice the changes in her own and only child.
“You don’t do you Mrs. Martin.”
She shook her head no so Nick began to explain everything to her and when he was done he noticed a few tears running down Mrs. Martin’s face.
“She seems fine what do I do? I can’t cut my Mom from our lives we’re all she has.”
“ She puts on a act for everyone so I guess maybe she feels like if she lets on that all this is bothering her it will make things worse so she’s puts on that everything is fine. I can’t tell you what to do Mrs. Martin, but this what I’m willing to do. I’m willing to have Liz live with us till we leave for tour in two days then take her with us. I think two months away from everything will do her good maybe get her back to her old self.”
Mrs. Martin nodded.
“I don’t why I didn’t see all of this. You have my permission.”
“What about Mr. Martin?”
Nick asked.
“I’ll deal with him it shouldn’t be a problem. My Mother on the other hand well.”
Mrs. Martin stopped and dabbed at her eyes with her fingers.
“My Father wouldn’t want Liz to be like this he wouldn’t want any of us too. Do me a favor Nick go up and pack some of Liz’s things for me I don’t her to come back here cause well things won’t go smoothly when I tell my Mother this.”
Mrs. Martin said then got up and went over to her purse pulled out her checkbook wrote out a check then walked over to Nick.
“Whatever you don’t take and she ends up needing you can take it out of this money. I addressed it to your Mom so she can cash it in for you.”
Nick nodded got up and walked up stairs to Elizabeth’s room, when he walked in he shut the door, went into her closet and grabbed her suitcases and two duffle bags. He began to pack her things, her favorite outfits, bra’s, underwear it was awkward for Nick to be going through his best friend’s underwear and bra’s but knew that he wasn’t letting Elizabeth come back here to pack herself. He also packed pajamas, her favorite teddy bear which he won for her at a Carnival; he packed her bath stuff, her lotion and also her laptop, iPod, her CD’s and her favorite DVD’s. He lifted up her mattress he being the only person to know where she keeps her diary and song book, placing that and her favorite purses into a duffle bag, then putting her Acoustic and Eclectic Guitar’s in their cases grabbing the stuff for them he looked around to make sure he had everything. Spotting the framed picture of Elizabeth and her Grandfather he packed that along with the latest family photo, decided he better take her photo album he grabbed that too. He took a couple bags down stairs sat them by the door, went back up and grabbed the last of them. When he made it downstairs Mrs. Martin was by the door.
“Let me drive you home Nick, the rain just stopped and there’s no way you can walk home with all that luggage.”
Nick nodded and together him and Mrs. Martin loaded Elizabeth’s things into Mrs. Martin’s car then drove down the street to Nick’s house.