Joe! What did you do?
Beep, beep, beep…
Beep, beep, beep…
Beep, beep, be-
CLICK!
“Hey! Mitch? It’s Nick…ya I’m good,-hey I wanted to ask, you got Miley’s number?…What do you mean which Miley? Miley Cyrus!.....you do?” Thank God! “Do you think you could text it to me? I lost it…you wouldn’t believe me even if I told you…Thanks man, you’re a life saver.”
Nick fist pumped the air with sheer enthusiasm. He’d tried three people already with no luck, they either were too busy or just had a weird random excuse. He knew Joe would kick him six ways to Sunday if he found out about his him actually calling Emily Osment, yeah he knew it was stupid but what did you expect!? She was the closest person to Miley he knew, God, I’m pathetic.
He began pacing, what would he do once he had her number? Why didn’t I think of that?
But a more pressing thought had occurred, where the hell was Joe? He’d been gone for nearly 10 hours, the first five wasn’t abnormal, around the seventh he began to wonder, now he was in a full panic!
I knew I shouldn’t have trusted Joe, what if he upset her and she kicked him out? Or worst, he hadn’t gone at all and I’m stuck here thinking the worst, Joe could do that…absolutely.
Miley…the name rang out again. I grit my teeth, no not Miley. Olivia!
But what was the point? It’d happen no matter what he told himself, she was like a disease, one that you’ve cut out but discover it’d spread to other places, other undesirable places. He’d tormented himself afew hours ago by watching Wreaking Ball and Can’t Be Tamed, the words intermingle in his mind;
I can’t be tamed, I can be blamed,
I can’t can’t, ooooh
I cannot be tamed!
You came in like a wrecking ball!-
He was sure he even got some of the words wrong, but beside the point. Miley has proven she can’t be tamed, with that feisty golden hairdo of hers, who knew blonds could look so rebellious?
And that other song, you came in like a wrecking ball?? The image that flashed into Nick’s mind nearly had him running for the bathroom, hint; he was the wrecking ball. And to top it off she just had to be naked, yes, she may not have much…but his mind nearly melted.
Damn it, Nick! Think Olivia, Olivia…Olive, the beauty of his life. Former Miss Universe…
He heaved a huge sigh of relief, he calmed down…but not by much.
Beep, beep, beep.
“Thank God I thought it’d take forever.” Nick picked up his phone, but instead of seeing Mitch’s message he saw something else that nearly gave him heart failure.
Hey nick, it Miley.
Joe explained to me the whole sitch. Sorry about what happened to your phone. You should really be more careful next time, don't turn into such a clutz like Kevin.
Anyway, it’s been a while since we’ve talked. Have you forgotten about me so soon? :p TTYL Miles
Nicholas J Jonas actually forgot how to breathe, “Um…what the fu-”
Another message entered.
Oops! I almost forgot, I left Joe at the yogurt shop a while back. You would not beleive how crazy it was. We just kinda lost track of time.
He should be home any minute now.
Hope you weren’t too worried?
BAM. The front door whooshes open, Nick had been sitting infront of the TV (as was his God given right). He was shell shocked, probably to stunned to move, he felt like a statue. He wiggled his feet just make sure he hadn't fallen into a parallel universe and exchanged body's with a cyborg, seriously Nick? Okay fine, he'd pinch himself later to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
He looked at Joe as if he was a miracle worker, he was!
"You. Are. The. Greatest!"
“Bro, we need to talk.” Joe says harshly, alittle too forcefully also, Nick noticed. It made him pause for a moment.
He looked back at his phone and typed quickly.
Nah, no worries here at all.
Joe just even walked in.
Catch ya later. ;)
Another text instantly comes in.
Just...just listen to what he has to say, okay?
bye
ALERT, ALERT!!
He drops his phone on the table infront of him, it was made of glass so the action rang out, he stood up and folded his arms, and stared at his older brother. He noticed a trickle of sweat, that's it. “What did you fucking do?”
“Er……” Joe just stared at him, Nick almost broke out in cold sweat. It couldn’t be bad if Miley was talking to him, but it must be Horrible if Joe can’t just come out and say it, and an absolute CATASROPHE if both of them are saying the same thing.
Veep, veep, veeeeeep!
The phone vibrated against the glass, giving it an awesome sound that echoed throught the room. Nick spared the phone a glance, thinking it was Miley.
The phone screen showed half of the text;
Hey bro, sorry I took so long.
Had to really look through my phone, been a while since I call Miley.
0**456**3
How’ve you been? It been ages since-
Nick looked back up, he’d read the text later, maybe even reply if he was in a good mood.
“Firstly,” Joe said on a shaking breathe. “We hide any and all the sharp or heavy objects within a 30 mile radius of you…”
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Too little to late Mitch!
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