Post by jbfanficwriter on Jun 12, 2008 3:29:15 GMT -5
This is a Kevin Jonas based songfic oneshot.
It does have foul language, so if you don't think you can handle that, please don't read it.
The featured song is "Angels Fuck, Devils Kiss" by Jack off Jill.
I woke up, morning
I woke up dead today
I aged a thousand years or more
The morning after the break up is always the worst. Especially after a whole goddamned year of your life was just wasted dating a total prick. That prick being named Kevin Jonas. Sure he’s a great guy sometimes, and of course I loved him to death, but did he really think he could say that to me and expect it to be okay? Did he really think that I’d still want to look at hisgorgeous stupid face and tell him I loved him? You've got to be kidding me!
I flinch when you are nice
You kill me with a single word
When angels fuck and devils kiss, I'm sure
Not to mention that fucking message he left me on my cell phone. Did he think apologizing to me would make it all better?
"Hey, it's Kevin. Honey, I don't know what you freaked out about! You know I didn't mean what I said. I don't hate you! I overreacted, I know. Don't do this! You know I love you, but I do have a job, you know. I'm sorry... Just call me back."
I'll bask in your forever
You just waste my time
I want to drag you down, down with me
I wanted to help, to help destroy the world
I wanted to be that, to be that special girl
Kevin's ever-popular band, the Jonas Brothers, was everywhere. They dominated the televsion shows, the radio waves, and even my iPod. I put on one of their songs and scowled. Stupid pop music. It always trys to make you happy. And it usually wins.
I shut off the upbeat music and sat in the silence of my empty apartment, thinking about how much I hated him. I just wanted him to leave the band and never leave me, however unrealistic that seemed. I just didn't want him to go away again.
My cat, Kiley, came over to me, purring, and rubbed against my legs. I remembered when Kevin got her for me, a birthday present. He said she'd be there for me when he couldn't be. He said the two of us were his special girls, and he'd love to come home and be with the both of us.
Shit! I just can't get him off of my mind!
Everybody's got a little something to hide, but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush, but me
I'm living in human teenage mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust, but me
Last night Kevin was home for the first time in months. We went out to one of those restaurants where the lights were too dim and the food too expensive. It was a nice change, though, from sitting at home with my cat, eating Chinese takeout.
We had finished our dinner and were waiting for our dessert to arrive, when I jokingly said, "It's so nice getting to see you again. It's been forever; I was starting to think you weren't coming back this time."
Kevin, obviously offended, replied, "Hey, you know that's not fair. I would be home all the time if I could be. It's just that my job's a little important to me, and I can't be off gallivanting with you everyday if I plan on keeping it."
My small comment had struck a nerve. I didn't mean it to go over like this, but I couldn't just sit back and let him say that. Did he think I was stupid? "I know that, Kevin! It's just I missed you. Or am I not allowed to show emotion in this relationship, like you obviously don't half of the time?"
"Don't even say that! I am always telling you how much I love you, and buying you things when I can't be there."
"So,what? Do you think I'm some materialistic Barbie? I don't want presents, I want you."
"Well, you can't always have me! I can't always be there! I hate it when you get like this! Why do you have to be so God damned selfish?"
I grabbed my coat and purse and got up to leave. "Oh, I'm selfish, am I? You know what, Kevin? Fuck you! Fuck you and your fucking band. I'm out. It's over!"
I dreamed that I was you
I dreamed your ego died
Said who loves you more than I do
I know you lied
I curled up on my sofa and thought about Kevin. What was he doing? Was he thinking of me? Did he really still love me?
This band isn’t going to last forever. How about he enjoys it while it lasts, and maybe once it’s over we really will have all of the time in the world. Maybe he always will be with me, and we can start a family together.
But did he really think that I was selfish? God, I hope not.
I'll bask in your forever
Fucking waste of time
Angels fuck and devils screw
Smiling at my revelation, I turned on the television to the news. Of course, there were the newscasters and my favorite family band, the Jonas Brothers.
I turned the volume up, and listened in on the interview. They asked the usual questions, “How did all of this start?”, “Who are your influences?”, and “What new project are you working on?”. Then they got to the question that ruined my day entirely. “So do you guys have girlfriends?”
Joe and Nick both politely said no. Kevin, who usually always said, “Yes, and I love her to death,” replied, “No. I’m single and loving it.”
I wanted to heal me and then destroy the world
Piss in your heart and be that, and be that special girl
Everybody's got a little something to hide, but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush, but me
I'm living in a teenage negative mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust, but me
How could that bastard betray me like that? And to think that I was going to call him and apologize to his sorry ass! Well, he can go on tour and forget all about me. I’m never calling him back! I don’t ever want to see his face again.
But me, but you, not me
Hate you, love me, love me, hate you
Want me, fuck you, hate me, kill you
Fuck me, like you, want me
Like you, want you, fuck you
Fuck me, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me
(You never loved me)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me
My phone rang. I answered. It was him.
“Hey. It’s me… Oh you saw that?… Look, I’m sorry… Yeah… Okay… Look, that’s why I’m calling. I’m really sorry about last night. I love you… I mean it… I don’t want to lose you… Well if that’s how you feel… Okay… I’m sorry I bothered you, then… I’m sorry it turned out this way… I love you… Bye.’”
I will never make it better
It will always hurt you fucking asshole
His phone rang. He answered. It was me.
“Kevin. It’s me… I’m so sorry. I still love you, too… I’ve been acting like such a jerk. It’s just I miss you… I know that it’s no excuse… I’ll try harder, we both will… I know you do… I love you so much, Kevin. I’ll see you tonight then… I can’t wait… I love you, too. Bye.”
It does have foul language, so if you don't think you can handle that, please don't read it.
The featured song is "Angels Fuck, Devils Kiss" by Jack off Jill.
After the Break-Up
I woke up, morning
I woke up dead today
I aged a thousand years or more
The morning after the break up is always the worst. Especially after a whole goddamned year of your life was just wasted dating a total prick. That prick being named Kevin Jonas. Sure he’s a great guy sometimes, and of course I loved him to death, but did he really think he could say that to me and expect it to be okay? Did he really think that I’d still want to look at his
I flinch when you are nice
You kill me with a single word
When angels fuck and devils kiss, I'm sure
Not to mention that fucking message he left me on my cell phone. Did he think apologizing to me would make it all better?
"Hey, it's Kevin. Honey, I don't know what you freaked out about! You know I didn't mean what I said. I don't hate you! I overreacted, I know. Don't do this! You know I love you, but I do have a job, you know. I'm sorry... Just call me back."
I'll bask in your forever
You just waste my time
I want to drag you down, down with me
I wanted to help, to help destroy the world
I wanted to be that, to be that special girl
Kevin's ever-popular band, the Jonas Brothers, was everywhere. They dominated the televsion shows, the radio waves, and even my iPod. I put on one of their songs and scowled. Stupid pop music. It always trys to make you happy. And it usually wins.
I shut off the upbeat music and sat in the silence of my empty apartment, thinking about how much I hated him. I just wanted him to leave the band and never leave me, however unrealistic that seemed. I just didn't want him to go away again.
My cat, Kiley, came over to me, purring, and rubbed against my legs. I remembered when Kevin got her for me, a birthday present. He said she'd be there for me when he couldn't be. He said the two of us were his special girls, and he'd love to come home and be with the both of us.
Shit! I just can't get him off of my mind!
Everybody's got a little something to hide, but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush, but me
I'm living in human teenage mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust, but me
Last night Kevin was home for the first time in months. We went out to one of those restaurants where the lights were too dim and the food too expensive. It was a nice change, though, from sitting at home with my cat, eating Chinese takeout.
We had finished our dinner and were waiting for our dessert to arrive, when I jokingly said, "It's so nice getting to see you again. It's been forever; I was starting to think you weren't coming back this time."
Kevin, obviously offended, replied, "Hey, you know that's not fair. I would be home all the time if I could be. It's just that my job's a little important to me, and I can't be off gallivanting with you everyday if I plan on keeping it."
My small comment had struck a nerve. I didn't mean it to go over like this, but I couldn't just sit back and let him say that. Did he think I was stupid? "I know that, Kevin! It's just I missed you. Or am I not allowed to show emotion in this relationship, like you obviously don't half of the time?"
"Don't even say that! I am always telling you how much I love you, and buying you things when I can't be there."
"So,what? Do you think I'm some materialistic Barbie? I don't want presents, I want you."
"Well, you can't always have me! I can't always be there! I hate it when you get like this! Why do you have to be so God damned selfish?"
I grabbed my coat and purse and got up to leave. "Oh, I'm selfish, am I? You know what, Kevin? Fuck you! Fuck you and your fucking band. I'm out. It's over!"
I dreamed that I was you
I dreamed your ego died
Said who loves you more than I do
I know you lied
I curled up on my sofa and thought about Kevin. What was he doing? Was he thinking of me? Did he really still love me?
This band isn’t going to last forever. How about he enjoys it while it lasts, and maybe once it’s over we really will have all of the time in the world. Maybe he always will be with me, and we can start a family together.
But did he really think that I was selfish? God, I hope not.
I'll bask in your forever
Fucking waste of time
Angels fuck and devils screw
Smiling at my revelation, I turned on the television to the news. Of course, there were the newscasters and my favorite family band, the Jonas Brothers.
I turned the volume up, and listened in on the interview. They asked the usual questions, “How did all of this start?”, “Who are your influences?”, and “What new project are you working on?”. Then they got to the question that ruined my day entirely. “So do you guys have girlfriends?”
Joe and Nick both politely said no. Kevin, who usually always said, “Yes, and I love her to death,” replied, “No. I’m single and loving it.”
I wanted to heal me and then destroy the world
Piss in your heart and be that, and be that special girl
Everybody's got a little something to hide, but me
Everybody's got a little someone to crush, but me
I'm living in a teenage negative mediocrity
Everybody's got a little someone to trust, but me
How could that bastard betray me like that? And to think that I was going to call him and apologize to his sorry ass! Well, he can go on tour and forget all about me. I’m never calling him back! I don’t ever want to see his face again.
But me, but you, not me
Hate you, love me, love me, hate you
Want me, fuck you, hate me, kill you
Fuck me, like you, want me
Like you, want you, fuck you
Fuck me, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me
(You never loved me)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck me
My phone rang. I answered. It was him.
“Hey. It’s me… Oh you saw that?… Look, I’m sorry… Yeah… Okay… Look, that’s why I’m calling. I’m really sorry about last night. I love you… I mean it… I don’t want to lose you… Well if that’s how you feel… Okay… I’m sorry I bothered you, then… I’m sorry it turned out this way… I love you… Bye.’”
I will never make it better
It will always hurt you fucking asshole
His phone rang. He answered. It was me.
“Kevin. It’s me… I’m so sorry. I still love you, too… I’ve been acting like such a jerk. It’s just I miss you… I know that it’s no excuse… I’ll try harder, we both will… I know you do… I love you so much, Kevin. I’ll see you tonight then… I can’t wait… I love you, too. Bye.”
