Post by bollybabe on Aug 2, 2009 21:49:03 GMT -5
hey guys! so i decided to write my first fanfic...and it's a fanfic with both nick and joe! cuz they are both single!!! :) and of course we all love the jonas brothers! so i hope you guys enjoy this fanfic, i tried to make it as interesting as possible, and i know the beginning is long and hard to get through...but it really gets a whole lot better! 8-)
Carissa’s Point of View
I got out of my car running, I was so excited to finally see James!! It had been two whole weeks since I had last seen him, and I was really missing him. Even though we kept in touch through late night phone calls and texts it just wasn’t the same as seeing him. While I was running up the stairs I thought back to when he visited me at the Princeton University Campus, it was so thoughtful! I knew he would be really happy when he found out my fashion course had ended a week early. Finally, I got to the door of his apartment I rummaged through my purse to find the keys. I turned the doorknob and heard voices and thought he probably had friends over.
When I stepped inside the voices grew louder, it sounded like he was laughing, well hopefully soon he would be holding me in his arms. Then I heard another voice, the voice that ruined my life. It sounded like a girl moaning, I was curious to see what was going on so I found his bedroom and opened the door.
What I saw inside made me want to cry but instead I slammed the door and ran. Before I left I heard James get up and yell my name. But I didn’t stop I kept running, out his door, down the stairs, past my car, far away from the person who caused me so much pain in such a short amount of time. I didn’t know where I was running but I knew I wasn’t going to stop for a long time.
When I finally did I got my cell phone out and called Sehej, my big brother. I told him I needed him and the street I was on and knew that soon he would come help me. When he found me I crawled into his car and started crying and telling him what I saw. He patted my back and threatened to kill James like any good brother, but I told him not to do anything. It was my fault; in the 13 months James and I dated, I gave my heart to him. I thought about how I first time I met him at a basketball game of Sehej’s and how he was so sweet, how we had seats next to each other, how he gave me his popcorn when mine fell. I thought back to out first date, he took me to the restaurant at the top of the Empire State building. I thought back to how nervous I was and how it took me 3 hours just to decide what to wear; I finally decided on an Armani black and white dress, my pink Coach purse, and my favorite Jimmy Choo black sandals. I remembered how when I saw him my heart melted, how he had me hooked that first date. I thought about our first kiss, how it was on our second date, it was at the beach and how the feeling was great. I remember how I was disappointed when I realized it wasn’t as great as it was supposed to be, but I made myself believe it was. I thought back to when he first told me he loved me. I t was the most romantic memory I had. I remembered seeing the joy in his eyes when I said I loved him too. I remembered our first fight about how I was going to be at Princeton while he stayed in New York. I remember how he apologized and said he would make it work.
“Carissa! Hello, are you there?” Sehej said while waving his hand in front of my face.
“Oh, oops sorry.” I said snapping back to reality.
“C’mon lets go inside.” Sehej replied. We walked up the stairs to my apartment. When I stepped inside I realized it had been three months since I had last been in here. I looked at my white sofa, and couldn’t help myself from thinking about all the times James and I had fallen asleep there while watching a movie. I looked at my kitchen and remembered all the times James and I had cooked meals in there together. I then realized I was thinking about times with James, I realized I still loved him, but I told myself to get over it because he cheated on me. He did something worse then killing me, he broke my heart. I felt like I didn’t have a soul anymore.
“I am going to go get your car, I will be back soon.” Sehej said in a calming voice. He knew I was in a lot of pain.
“Alright, cya soon.” I said.
After Sehej left I started getting rid of anything to do with James. I threw away all the jewelry he gave me. I broke all the picture frames hanging on my walls with him in them. I ripped apart the dress he spent so much money on to get me. Then, I collapsed and was sobbing so hard I was surprised there were more tears coming out.
Then suddenly I heard the song, When You Look Me In the Eyes, James’s ring tone. When I heard Nick Jonas’s beautiful voice sing “When you look me in the eyes, and tell me that you love me. Everything's alright, When you're right here by my side. When you look me in the eyes, I catch a glimpse of heaven. I find my paradise, when you look me in the eyes.” I took my phone in my hand and with all my strength, threw it against the wall. Again, I collapsed crying and that’s how Sehej found me. He picked me up and put me in my room. When I fell asleep I dreamed about the James I was in love with. I knew that’s where I wanted to be. I was awaken by the image of James and that girl, whoever she was, and how I hated her even though I didn’t even know her.
The next morning I woke up I remembered the horrible dream I had about James cheating on me. It was so realistic I thought for a second it was real. I shook it off and went to my bathroom to get ready. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had always thought I was quite pretty. I loved my shoulder length straight brown hair, and my chocolate brown eyes, and my long curly eyelashes. That was one thing I really liked about myself; my appearance but when I looked in the mirror my hair was all over the place, my eyes and nose were red and I looked the worse I had ever seen myself. That’s when I realized the dream wasn’t a dream; it was reality. I was about to fall apart crying again but scolded myself. I had to get over James, he was just a boy. There would be other boys, and one day I would meet the right one.
I got ready making sure to look my best because looking good always makes me happy. Then, I got to work on trying to find a job at a fashion magazine for the second part of my study at Princeton. I found a magazine called Diva that needed two assistants who were compatible and would work as partners. They were only hiring pairs. So I would need to find someone who was as interested in fashion and journalism as I was. We would have to set up a portfolio and schedule an appointment. Great, another thing I need to put on my to-do list: look for fashion friend! I was looking through some magazines when I saw an advertisement for a fashion show tonight. I thought it looked familiar, and then remembered that James and I had passes to go. At the thought of James I almost broke into tears but reminded myself he wasn’t worth it. I guess I would just go with my best friend, Stacey.
Stacey didn’t know about James yet! So I decided to call her right away when I realized I threw my phone against a wall. Well, I guess I could just go ever to her apartment and tell her. While I was driving I broke down into tears for a few minutes because the last time I was in my car I was super excited to finally see James. I pulled myself together when I got to Stacey’s and went and rang the doorbell. When she opened the door she said “Carissa! OMG it’s you! I haven’t seen you in forever!!!”
“Yeah I no Stacey.” I said smiling at how happy she looked. When we hugged I gave her an extra squeeze.
She pulled away and asked with worry, “Whats wrong honey??”
“James, we are over.” I replied. I had decided on the way here not to tell anyone what really happened. So that’s all I said.
“Well you know what this means, don’t you? SHOPPING SPREE!!” she laughed.
“Yes! Lets go.” I exclaimed. Whenever one of us had any problems Stacey and I would go shopping.
When I returned home later that day I put my bags down and was grateful I had a friend like Stacey to cheer me up. I picked up my new iPhone and put it in the charger so I could use it. I was really excited for this fashion show. It was going to be so much fun! Stacey was super happy she got to come, and we both had gotten outfits that would look good at the fashion show, and the after party. It was 6 and the show started at 9 so I decided it would be a good time to start getting ready. I was wearing a pink cocktail dress that I really liked. After I put on my make-up I looked in the mirror one last time and knew I looked beautiful.
I knew it was time to head out and go pick Stacey up, so I went to her apartment picked her up and soon we were surrounded by some of the greatest designers in the world. We took our seats that were pretty close to the ramp and watched the show. It was marvelous! I couldn’t believe I was actually here! After the show was over we were heading back to my car to go to the after party when everyone started running towards a limo. Stacey and I ran too because otherwise we would have gotten run over. Suddenly we saw the limo’s window open and a hand reached out from either side and waved to all of the screaming girls. One girl yelled at the top of her lungs “THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!!”
Carissa’s Point of View
I got out of my car running, I was so excited to finally see James!! It had been two whole weeks since I had last seen him, and I was really missing him. Even though we kept in touch through late night phone calls and texts it just wasn’t the same as seeing him. While I was running up the stairs I thought back to when he visited me at the Princeton University Campus, it was so thoughtful! I knew he would be really happy when he found out my fashion course had ended a week early. Finally, I got to the door of his apartment I rummaged through my purse to find the keys. I turned the doorknob and heard voices and thought he probably had friends over.
When I stepped inside the voices grew louder, it sounded like he was laughing, well hopefully soon he would be holding me in his arms. Then I heard another voice, the voice that ruined my life. It sounded like a girl moaning, I was curious to see what was going on so I found his bedroom and opened the door.
What I saw inside made me want to cry but instead I slammed the door and ran. Before I left I heard James get up and yell my name. But I didn’t stop I kept running, out his door, down the stairs, past my car, far away from the person who caused me so much pain in such a short amount of time. I didn’t know where I was running but I knew I wasn’t going to stop for a long time.
When I finally did I got my cell phone out and called Sehej, my big brother. I told him I needed him and the street I was on and knew that soon he would come help me. When he found me I crawled into his car and started crying and telling him what I saw. He patted my back and threatened to kill James like any good brother, but I told him not to do anything. It was my fault; in the 13 months James and I dated, I gave my heart to him. I thought about how I first time I met him at a basketball game of Sehej’s and how he was so sweet, how we had seats next to each other, how he gave me his popcorn when mine fell. I thought back to out first date, he took me to the restaurant at the top of the Empire State building. I thought back to how nervous I was and how it took me 3 hours just to decide what to wear; I finally decided on an Armani black and white dress, my pink Coach purse, and my favorite Jimmy Choo black sandals. I remembered how when I saw him my heart melted, how he had me hooked that first date. I thought about our first kiss, how it was on our second date, it was at the beach and how the feeling was great. I remember how I was disappointed when I realized it wasn’t as great as it was supposed to be, but I made myself believe it was. I thought back to when he first told me he loved me. I t was the most romantic memory I had. I remembered seeing the joy in his eyes when I said I loved him too. I remembered our first fight about how I was going to be at Princeton while he stayed in New York. I remember how he apologized and said he would make it work.
“Carissa! Hello, are you there?” Sehej said while waving his hand in front of my face.
“Oh, oops sorry.” I said snapping back to reality.
“C’mon lets go inside.” Sehej replied. We walked up the stairs to my apartment. When I stepped inside I realized it had been three months since I had last been in here. I looked at my white sofa, and couldn’t help myself from thinking about all the times James and I had fallen asleep there while watching a movie. I looked at my kitchen and remembered all the times James and I had cooked meals in there together. I then realized I was thinking about times with James, I realized I still loved him, but I told myself to get over it because he cheated on me. He did something worse then killing me, he broke my heart. I felt like I didn’t have a soul anymore.
“I am going to go get your car, I will be back soon.” Sehej said in a calming voice. He knew I was in a lot of pain.
“Alright, cya soon.” I said.
After Sehej left I started getting rid of anything to do with James. I threw away all the jewelry he gave me. I broke all the picture frames hanging on my walls with him in them. I ripped apart the dress he spent so much money on to get me. Then, I collapsed and was sobbing so hard I was surprised there were more tears coming out.
Then suddenly I heard the song, When You Look Me In the Eyes, James’s ring tone. When I heard Nick Jonas’s beautiful voice sing “When you look me in the eyes, and tell me that you love me. Everything's alright, When you're right here by my side. When you look me in the eyes, I catch a glimpse of heaven. I find my paradise, when you look me in the eyes.” I took my phone in my hand and with all my strength, threw it against the wall. Again, I collapsed crying and that’s how Sehej found me. He picked me up and put me in my room. When I fell asleep I dreamed about the James I was in love with. I knew that’s where I wanted to be. I was awaken by the image of James and that girl, whoever she was, and how I hated her even though I didn’t even know her.
The next morning I woke up I remembered the horrible dream I had about James cheating on me. It was so realistic I thought for a second it was real. I shook it off and went to my bathroom to get ready. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had always thought I was quite pretty. I loved my shoulder length straight brown hair, and my chocolate brown eyes, and my long curly eyelashes. That was one thing I really liked about myself; my appearance but when I looked in the mirror my hair was all over the place, my eyes and nose were red and I looked the worse I had ever seen myself. That’s when I realized the dream wasn’t a dream; it was reality. I was about to fall apart crying again but scolded myself. I had to get over James, he was just a boy. There would be other boys, and one day I would meet the right one.
I got ready making sure to look my best because looking good always makes me happy. Then, I got to work on trying to find a job at a fashion magazine for the second part of my study at Princeton. I found a magazine called Diva that needed two assistants who were compatible and would work as partners. They were only hiring pairs. So I would need to find someone who was as interested in fashion and journalism as I was. We would have to set up a portfolio and schedule an appointment. Great, another thing I need to put on my to-do list: look for fashion friend! I was looking through some magazines when I saw an advertisement for a fashion show tonight. I thought it looked familiar, and then remembered that James and I had passes to go. At the thought of James I almost broke into tears but reminded myself he wasn’t worth it. I guess I would just go with my best friend, Stacey.
Stacey didn’t know about James yet! So I decided to call her right away when I realized I threw my phone against a wall. Well, I guess I could just go ever to her apartment and tell her. While I was driving I broke down into tears for a few minutes because the last time I was in my car I was super excited to finally see James. I pulled myself together when I got to Stacey’s and went and rang the doorbell. When she opened the door she said “Carissa! OMG it’s you! I haven’t seen you in forever!!!”
“Yeah I no Stacey.” I said smiling at how happy she looked. When we hugged I gave her an extra squeeze.
She pulled away and asked with worry, “Whats wrong honey??”
“James, we are over.” I replied. I had decided on the way here not to tell anyone what really happened. So that’s all I said.
“Well you know what this means, don’t you? SHOPPING SPREE!!” she laughed.
“Yes! Lets go.” I exclaimed. Whenever one of us had any problems Stacey and I would go shopping.
When I returned home later that day I put my bags down and was grateful I had a friend like Stacey to cheer me up. I picked up my new iPhone and put it in the charger so I could use it. I was really excited for this fashion show. It was going to be so much fun! Stacey was super happy she got to come, and we both had gotten outfits that would look good at the fashion show, and the after party. It was 6 and the show started at 9 so I decided it would be a good time to start getting ready. I was wearing a pink cocktail dress that I really liked. After I put on my make-up I looked in the mirror one last time and knew I looked beautiful.
I knew it was time to head out and go pick Stacey up, so I went to her apartment picked her up and soon we were surrounded by some of the greatest designers in the world. We took our seats that were pretty close to the ramp and watched the show. It was marvelous! I couldn’t believe I was actually here! After the show was over we were heading back to my car to go to the after party when everyone started running towards a limo. Stacey and I ran too because otherwise we would have gotten run over. Suddenly we saw the limo’s window open and a hand reached out from either side and waved to all of the screaming girls. One girl yelled at the top of her lungs “THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!!”