Love Is A Crazy Ride [Jonas Brothers Love Story] (Chapter eleven)
Joe was looking, no staring, at Hope. "Do I have something on my face?" Hope asked
Joe kept staring until Kevin hit him on the side of the head. "Yo! Earth to Joe!" he said
"Huh? Oh, sorry. What now?" asked Joe, finally stopping to actually blink
"Do I have some thing on my face?" Hope asked again
'Only the most beautiful smile I've ever seen,' Joe thought to himself. "Uh, no. No you don't," he replied to Hope
Nick and Faith were having what seemed like a blushing/giggling/smiling contest. They would look at eachother, turn beat red, and Faith would giggle while Nick smiled sweetly.
Kevin turned to Hope & Faith. He stuck out his hand. "Hi, I'm Kevin," he said
Hope broke her gaze with Joe and turned to Kevin. Then she practically jumped into a hug. "I know! I absolutely LOVE your guys' music!" she said
All three of the boys looked taken aback and Grace carefully peeled Hope off of Kevin. "Calm Hope, be calm," Grace said quietly. Then she turned to the boys. "Sorry about that, she's just...uh...not good with meeting famous peopl--"
Grace was cut off by someone yelling her name. "GRACE ROLLINS!!!!" the person said
Grace turned around to face Joy. "Hey Joy!!!" she said back
Joy walked right passed the boys as if they were just people she didn't know. "What are you doing out and about?" Joy asked
"Well, Hope, Faith and I were on our way to Central Park. But then I got a Starbucks craving, so we stopped here. That's where we met these nice guys," Grace replied, pointing to Kevin, Joe, and Nick
Joy turned around and her eyes went wide. "OH MY GOD!!!!! YOU'RE THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!!!!!!" Joy screamed
Grace cupped her hand over Joy's mouth. "And I'm sure they don't want anybody else to know that," she said
Joy was breathing heavily as Grace uncovered her mouth. She couldn't keep her eyes off Joe.
*Joy POV*
Oh. My. God. I am standing less than 2 feet from the Jonas Brothers. And Mister Joseph Adam could NOT look any more hot. Those metallic silver skinny jeans are to DIE for on that boy! Mm. Mm. Mm.
"Sorry about that," I said. "I just really love your music." 'And I think Joe is so sexy,' I added to myself
"It's okay," said Kevin. "We're used to it."
I smiled and turned back to Joe, who was now talking with Hope. Why the hell is he talking to her? She's not even that pretty! Plus, she pukes up the food that she eats. That's the only reason why she looks that way!
"So, Joe?" I asked , tapping his shoulder. "Are you excited about your CD coming out?" Wow, Joy. That was THE stupidest question you could ask the guy.
"Yeah, we are," he simply said, and turned back to Hope
I felt so alone at that point. Kevin was talking with Grace, they made such a cute couple! Nick was talking with Faith, they were so adorable! Young love always is! And Joe was talking to Miss Hope-less.
*Kevin POV*
"So, you said you were going to Central Park?" I asked
"Yeah. Would you like to join us?" Grace replied. Was that a hint of flirtation in her voice?
"I would love to accompany you to the park. I'm just not sure about the other two," I repled, nodding over to Nick and Joe
"I'm sure if Hope and Faith come along, they will too," Grace standing, looking over to Joe, Nick, Hope, and Faith.
*Third POV*
"Hey, do you guys wanna go to the park with these lovely ladies?" Kevin asked
"Sure!" Joe said.
Nick gave Faith a "May I?" look and Faith smiled. Nick held out his hand and Faith took it. No interlocking fingers...not yet.
"Can I come too?" Joy asked hopefully
Grace looked at Hope for the answer, but Joe was faster with his big mouth. "Sure! The more the merrier, Joy-ful!" he said
Hearing that come from his mouth made Joy's heart leap and made Hope want to gag and tell him the truth about her.
So all seven of them walked to Central Park. Kevin was holding hands with Grace (no interlocking fingers), Nick was holding hands with Faith (no interlocking fingers), and Hope & Joy were each linked to Joe's arm (he looked like a pimp!)....
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