The Fake Girlfriend

Chapter 10

Nick's P.O.V

After Rayne and I had finished working out, I took her home and left to meet my brothers at the studio. We had planned to meet and throw around some tour ideas and destinations so we could soon set the plan into motion with the world tour.

Freshly showered, I walked into the studio, the mosaic tiles stretching across the floor and golden records lining the wall. Sitting before you walk into the recording studio was Kevin, absently playing with his phone.

"Hey, Kev," I greeted and took a seat across from him.

His head popped up and his clear honey eyes landed on me. "Hey." Setting down his phone and leaning forward to look at me, elbows on the table and hands folded, he said, "So... I've been meaning to ask you how this whole fake girlfriend thing is working out."

I shrugged, pressing my lips together. I thought of Rayne and how I tried my best to hate her when we first met, but it was near to impossible. "It's okay, I guess. Rayne's pretty cool," I replied, focusing on a dark spot on the wood table.

Kevin's phone buzzed from the table, in a quick motion he pressed a button and brushed his eyes across the screen. "Joe's on his way with Anna," he said simply.

My heart ached a little in my chest at the mention of Joe's girlfriend. We had, had a one day thing when she had gotten in a fight with Joe. Anna, though, had made it pretty clear that we were nothing more than friends and it would be best if we weren't close anymore. It was still hard seeing her with Joe, knowing that she had chosen him over me, the feelings were still there, just subsided a bit.

I've been trying to focus more on the band than my love life, that's why having Rayne made things so much simpler- even if it was hard to admit. All speculation of me being caught up on Anna is gone, and there really is no effort in the fake relationship that I have to provide. Just simple: pick her up, take her out, make conversation. No love, no hate, no heartbreaking.

I nodded at Kevin, acknowleding what he said. "How's Dani?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

While listening to Kevin fill me in on his wife's pregnancy, the door opened and Joe walked in. Followed by a black haired girl at his shoulder.

I quickly looked away at the sight of Anna, too many memories rushing through me. I had spent a lot of time around her when we went on our Jonas Brother Live tour last year, learning to look away and supress the instant pounding in my ears, but it was hard- it's still hard.

"Hey, brothersssss," Joe sang, plopping himself down in the chair at the other end of the table.

We talked about the tour when our dad showed up, writing down destinations and discussing the venues we had already played at. After the business portion of our meeting we discussed upcoming gigs and interviews. We had one with Jimmy Kimmel this Friday night where we would fly out to L.A to attend.

Kevin and my dad had left to get a drink and Anna left shortly after to take a phone call, leaving Joe and I at the wooden table.

Things weren't really awkward between us anymore- given that we were brothers and forgivenes was some what of a necessity to make family gatherings fun. At first when he saw me I thought he was about to pound my face in, but after he thought over the situation I think he realized that the odds weren't exactly in his favor.

"So, I haven't told Anna that you and your new girlfriend's relationship is fake," Joe said abruptly, causing my head to pop up and my pen to stop the erratic tapping I had been playing.

"What?" I said.

Joe looked away, pressing his lips together. He leaned forward in his seat, his elbows resting on the table, when his eyes finally met mine again he said, "Look, I think it would be best that she thinks you moved on. It would make her feel better."

My jaw tensed and I bit my tongue from retorting back. Of course, he's only looking out for her best interest. How could I deny him that? Anna would feel terrible if she knew she was the reason I was being forced into a fake relationship.

After a handful of deep breaths, I replied, "Okay. Yeah, that's probably for the best."

Joe was nodding at me when everyone walked in, ready to finish our meeting.