Hold On To Him | Jonas Brothers

Chapter 11

Joe's P.O.V.
The medication wore off overnight. It made me realize what I said to Nick yesterday. I wonder why no one shut me up. I accused him of some horrible things that we already worked through. There's no more looking back. Only when we can learn from our mistakes.

I also remember telling everyone about the drinking game I want to play with them. That's kind of not not looking back, but I think we can all benefit from it.

If I hadn't been loopy on pain meds, I probably would have never told them about this idea. I'd been walking around with it for a while, but always been too scared to tell someone about it.

If everything goes well today, I'll be able to go home tomorrow. I'll be on bed rest mostly, but at least I'll be in my own bed. This bed is fine, but not as comfortable as my own, with my own bathroom and my mom's cooking. No more limited family time because of the visiting hours of the hospital.

Best of all, I will turn every single one of my siblings into personal slaves. They'll get me my food, drinks, games and whatever else I want. Everything I need to survive the mandatory bed rest.

I will make Pippa my personal cuddle buddy. I know she won't like it, but then I'll show some tears and mom will definitely help me coax her into my arms. Sibling guilt trips are the best.

"Joe?" I get pulled from my thoughts and look over to the door to see Philippine standing there.

"Hey!" I respond.

"What? Why are you in here? What happened?" She enters the room.

"I might have kind of attacked a guy." I say smugly.

"What? How? Why?" She asks me.

"Uhm, because I felt like it." I answer sarcastically.

"Again. Why? Why would you attack someone? Is he okay?" She asks me.

"What is it with the three questions thing you have going on here? But to answer your question. I hope he's not." I answer her.

She playfully bumps me in the shoulder and I fake a lot of pain and groan.

"Oh no... I'm so sorry Joe. I didn't realize you were hurt there." She apologizes immediately, but I can't help but chuckle, making her hit me in again. More harshly might I add.

"Why are you here?" She turns serious.

"I kinda beat up a guy who was going to leave his dog. He pushed me down some stairs, making me break my arm." I explain.

"Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?" She asks me. "I have been under the influence of strong medication ever since it happened. I've only been lucid for a couple of hours."

"Oh... How's the dog now?" She continues the conversation.

"Attached to Nick's side." I chuckle. "The dog is fine. And so am I, thank you for asking." I grin.

"That's good. Great even."

"How did you know where to find me? Did someone tell you?" I ask her.

She shakes her head. "No. My brother is here. He's going to get a set of new lungs" She smiles.

"So he'll be okay?" I ask her. "I guess so. It's a miracle. One I never saw happening if I'm being honest." She tells me.

"It's been a crazy couple of years. I never imagined losing him and now I've almost lost him a couple of times. But he's still here." She continues.

"I can't imagine losing one of my brothers. Not forgetting my only sister. We've been close to losing both Nick due to Diabetes and Pippa due to Anorexia. It's hard to believe all we've been through and still going strong. All of us."

She comforts me by resting her hand on my shoulder. I give her a smile to thank her.

"I'm just scared it's all going to crash down some day. If it is, I just hope it isn't going to be soon. I don't think I can handle that. Not to mention both Nick and Pippa's instability." I tell her.

"It's okay to be scared. I wish I knew how to help you, but I can't even imagine all that you and your family went through these past couple of years. If I think of everything you've ever told me about it, I'd be scared too."

"I'm taking all the attention off of you and your brother. We should be celebrating, not pouting." I tell her.

"I'm actually glad you talked to me about it. I'm so scared for the operation. It was a nice distraction." She says.

"I remember you telling me once that you don't like to talk about you. Maybe that's why I do it." I tell her.

"Yeah, maybe that's why, mr. Superstar." She grins.

"You laugh now, miss I'm so shy I don't like to talk about myself."

"Fancy long name." She laughs.

"Oh well. You deserve a fancy name. Made me realize I don't even know your real last name. Which is kinda unfair because you know mine. And my sibling's last names." I tell her.

She laughs out loud. "Not hard to know theirs if I know yours. But fine. My last name is Cook."

"Nice to meet yah, Cook." I hold out my hand for her to shake. She cocks her eyebrow, but responds to the gesture.

"Right back at yah, Jonas." She laughs. Her smile is beautiful.

"I uhm... I should go see my brother before the big surgery. How long are you staying here for?" She asks me.

"Probably till tomorrow afternoon if all is well. Knowing me, I'll hurt myself before that happens. So probably longer." She laughs at my response.

"Well, then I look forward to seeing you later, Jonas."

"Sticking with the last name there, Cook?"

"Well, it's funny, Jonas."

"I have to agree with you, Cook."

"Well, as fun as you are to be around, I should really go. Say hi to your family for me." She says.

"I will. Say hi to yours for me as well. Stay strong." I give her a last boost of confidence to which she smiles before she goes off to her brother.

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