Scripted | Nick Jonas x Kendall Jenner

T w e n t y - O n e

I hope you guys are enjoying life, don't forget to listen to the track! *You don't have to.

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And I wake up in the middle of the night
It's like I can feel time moving
How can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22
And will you still want me when I'm nothing new?

Nothing New - Taylor Swift

Nick Jonas's mind

(6:23 PM Monday)

     Joe paced around the room as I threw open my wardrobe. My mind was blank as I took out two outfits, putting both on my shoulder as I turned to Joe.

     He was still pacing.

     "Hey, Joe."

     He jerked his head at me. "What?"

     I nodded at the clothes on my chest. "What d'you think? We should go together— I know this is a costume party and shit, but I didn't like the twenties— even when mom and dad said it was pretty chill. I say we go in leather. Black and villainy." I smirked as Joe shunted his shoulder.

     Joe shook his head. "No— you'll go in some vests and a proper suit. This is not a costume party— it's a ball. If you're going, you're gonna go in some proper clothes."

     I frowned. "What, you think you're not coming? You're coming, man."

     Joe chuckled weakly. "Okay... Are you sure?"

     I sighed. "Yes, you're coming and... and so is Khloe," I added hastily to myself. "But none of that matters, we just have to try and convince everyone that we think Gigi's got to, that Kendall and I are a real couple, not a fake one."

     Joe nodded. "Alright. Pass me that, I think I'll go in the black blazer—"

     "No!" I cringed, closing my wardrobe. "You're going in what I'm telling you to go in. Blazers suck— take the leather, Joseph. Decade dance, remember?"

     Joe chuckled. "What is this? High School dance?"

     I cringed. "No. It's the twenties... It's all jazz and disco-y."

     Joe frowned. "If it's the twenties we should go in the suits and proper tuxes. Trust me; make a good impression of yourself."

     I groaned and threw the leather jackets away, keeping the slacks.

     "At least go with the pants," I said after seeing the look joe was giving me. "It'll make you look great. We could be twins. I'm expecting to see Jlo," I added as a side note to him.

     Joe gave me a look before snatching the slacks from me. He pulled the polo over his head and I turned my back to place my outfit on the back of the chair.