𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 & 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕥𝕖 | 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 [Jonas] ¹

Band's Best Friend

Stella and I were visiting the boys to hang out. I was excited to tell Nick about my Juston Starr gig. I just go the email this morning that I would officially be in his latest music video, and that I had to meet him today at four o'clock.

We knocked on the door and Joe quickly opened it, with a big smile before it fell, "Oh it's you 2." 

I ignore the disappointment in his tone, as I push him out the way and rush over to Nick, quickly hopping on the countertop next to where he was standing, "You will not believe what just happened today!"

"Sorry guys. I thought you were Schue," Joe told us, interrupting me.

"Carl Schue from elementary?" I ask him, turning my head from Nick to look at Joe.

Stella wrinkled her nose at the thought of him while I groaned in disgust. Stella and I were not fond of Carl, he was really annoying and I vaguely remember him ruining Stella's favorite purse. I never liked how mean he used to be to Nick because we were friends.

The doorbell rang, and before anyone could open the door, Carl walked in. He looked just like he did when we were younger. Tall and lanky with thick glasses and a pointed nose.

He dropped his suitcase as he went to hug Joe, "Heyo, check out the rockstars."

Nick glared at Carl, when he ruffled his hair, causing me to laugh at his sour expression, as I pulled him in my arms, running my absentmindedly fingers through his hair while my other arm was splayed on his chest.

Nick huffed at Carl but, didn't do anything more as he leaned into me.

"For the next couple of days, I am going to be the fourth Jonas member," Carl shouted, causing Nick to roll his eyes. I simply ran my fingers through his hair watching him close his eyes as he took deep breaths. Nick had never gotten into a fight with Carl when we were younger but I knew him enough to worry that he may say something he doesn't mean, or rather does mean but shouldn't say.

"Stella Malone, wow. You've grown," Carl said, directing his attention to my sister.

"You poured pudding into my Penelope pink peach purse," she spat, leaving the house.

Carl spun his heels around to me, pointing his fingers in some suave 50's move, "Lola, looking good," he winked. Nick's eyes snapped open as he glared at Carl, moving out of my arms to walk up to him with a threatening stance.

I raise my eyebrows in amusement, at his annoyance but simply hop off the countertop, sending Carl a small smile, "Good to see you too."

I turn back to Nick, "I will talk to you about what I wanted to tell you later."

And with a final wave, I was out the door, glad to see that Stella was still waiting for me.

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