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I wrapped my arms arond his waist and he put his arm around me and kissed me forehead. Just like old times. He kissed me. It just felt so right…. me being with him… Us here… And Nick… not here… I dont need Nick to be happy… All I need is Joe… Joe is my future…. Eventually Joe deepend the kiss.

[Gets alittle graphic over here...? Shouldn't really read this part if you aren't exposed to these things yet... lol...]

I could feel his tounge explore my mouth… A warm feeling swelled up in my body, and Joe crawled up ontop of me, his hot body laying on mine. His hand roamed my body, feeling me up in the process. I let out a slight moan. I wrapped my arms around his neck. He made his lips over to my ear and nibbled on it alittle. I felt him smirk as I giggled. His lips sent chills up my spine. He kissed his way down my neck and pulled down the neckline of my shirt and kissed along my collar bone. He smiled again… I guess he felt I was turned on… I slipped off his shirt, scanning that gorgous body of his… He lifted up my shirt and started kssing my stomach. I opened my eyes. It was dark in the room, and I felt uncomfortable with the faces of Nick, Kevin, Demi, Selena, Taylor, Mr. & Mrs. J, and their entire band look at me. Now that poloroid idea isnt so bright… Then I looked down to where Joe was kissing me. And saw a Pikachu pillow next to him.

[YOU CAN LOOK NOW PEOPLE!]

“Joe…” I slightly said in a weak voice.

“Mhmmm…” He said as he kept on kissing every inch of my body already exposed.

“I don’t wanna have sex on billions of Pokemon pictures.” I said. He started laughing. He looked up at me, smirking.

“Wasn’t planning on it!” He said teasingly.

“Well… BLAHHH! You so wanted to do it Mr. Purity Ring…” I said playfully hitting him. “But… why did you…?”

“I guess I wanted to test my resistence?” He said. I faked a grin… So it was just a test? It wasn’t out of love… or… anything?

“Well now you’re Mr. Weakling!” I playfully said. getting ontop of him. He smirked again. I felt his abs rub against my body. I kissed him, and he deepend the kiss again. How long has it been? 5 hours? I pulled away and rested my head against his chest.

“I love you.” I whispered.

“I love you too…” I heard Joe say. Then I drifted off to a deep sleep.

It was the middle of July. Khaela went out the neighborhood park for her daily visit to the park. After all, it was the only thing to do in the summer. She just moved after her mother married Gary, her step-father. It was her 1st week here and already she hated it. She knew no one and she couldn’t play with her older step-sister, and her parents worked often, and had to be babysat by her neighbor.

It started raining, and Khaela fell off the swing.

“Hey! Need some help?!” A boy called to her from afar. It was dark, so she really couldn’t see his face. He dropped his baseball and mit down and went over to her.

“Yes, please.” Khaela barely said. She was in 1^{st grade, and her parents said not to talk to strangers. But this boy didn’t count as a stranger… possibly.}

The boy ran to her and carried her. He started running towards a white house that was next door from hers.

“I’m Nick, by the way.” The boy said.

“I’m Khaela…” she said while trying to hold in tears. She felt pain on her ankle.

Nick opened the door to the house and carried her onto a brown leather couch. He quickly ran to the kitchen and got some ice. He ran to her again and put the ice onto her ankle.

“So what school do you go to?” Nick asked her.

“LA Elementary.” Khaela Said.

 

 

*1 Week Later*

*Khaela’s POV*

DING-DONG

“Hey… Kev.. Is… uh-”

“Joe’s not here.” Kevin said inturputing me.

“Well… uh… I’m sorta looking for the weird curly haired kid.” I said forcing a smile upon myself.

“You know Frankie’s at Delilah’s (babysitter I guess)…” Kevin said. Was he seriously trying to bug me?

“Tall… curly haired weird kid?…” I added.

“Which brings me back to… Joe’s not here…” Kevin said. WAS HE SERIOUSLY… SERIOUS?!

“PALE, TALL, WEIRD, CURLY-HAIRED KID!” I said.

“Oh, Nick. Well, why couldn’t you just say so?” Kevin said opening the door wide enough so I can get in. This time the room smelled like pasta and dry herbs.

“Mmmm… cooking something?” I asked Kevin. He shook his head and laughed.

“Its that pale, serious kid over there.” He said pointing to the kitchen. Nick was stirring something in a pot. He had a serious look on his face. His hair was splattered with flour. And he was actually wearing an apron… Or he was wearing a white dress that got all splattered with food…

I’m guessing It’s number 1….

“Uh… hey.” I finally choked out. Nick turned to me, and had the scaredest expression on his face… Just like he had seen a ghost… I gulped, and swollowed my courage with it, too.

“Hello, Khaela.” He politley said. I nodded.

“I haven’t seen you in forever… What happend to you?” I asked him, approaching more into the kitchen. He took something out of the oven. A loaf of bread…

“Umm… I’ve been busy… I apologize…” He said. What’s with all this polite, proper talk? Did something happen to him to transform him completly into a 75 year old robot grampa?

“Um.. its ok… I guess…” I said. He took a wooden spoon from the drawer and dipped it into a smaller pot on the stove. He tasted it. I saw a smirk to his face.

“Would you like to taste?” He asked me. I nodded. I walked over to the right side of him. He dipped the spoon into the pot again. A white sauce (JESS YOU PERV! lol… I just know what ur thinking! XD) was resting in the spoon. I tasted it…

“Wow… its perfect… Alfredo… my favorite…” I said.

“Thank you…” He said and blushed. I just notice he now towers over me now. Oh, Nick… Could you be any more dreamy than now? Tall… handsome.. perfect complection… perfect body… awesome athletic skills… I know I’m not suposed to think these things now… but hey, I cant resist… and its not like Joe could read my mind… After offering me everything he just cooked… I finally got the courage to ask…

“Nick…” I said.

“Mhmm?” He asked.

“Why are you so proper to me now? What did I do? You’re not yourself anymore…” I said.

“I was never myself…” He replied.

“What do you mean?”

“I wasn’t myself last week, last month, last year! Why is this Nick any different than the others?!” He said.

“Well for a fact the other 30-sum Nicks don’t act like 50 year old robot grampas!” I said.

“WELL YOU’RE THE REASON I’M ACTING LIKE ONE!” He yelled.

“WHAT?! I NEVER TOLD YOU TO ACT LIKE THIS!” I replied.

“OH YEAH?! WELL I HAD TO GO TO A DAMN THERAPIST SECRETLY TO COPE WITH EVERYTHING! FOR ONCE IN MY LIFE I ACTUALLY OPENED UP TO SOMEONE! AND I WAS ACTUALLY SHOWING PROGRESS! UNTIL YOU DECIDED JOE JUST ISNT ENOUGH FOR YOU!” He said… that hurt… bad…

“I’m no cheater…” I said.

“THERE WE GO AGAIN! WE ALL KNOW DAMN WELL I CHEATED! I KNOW! TWO TIMES! GET OVER YOURSELF! HAVEN’T YOU EVER THOUGHT THERE WAS AN ACTUAL REASON I CHEATED ON YOU?!” He said to me. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I got up.

“KHAELA WAIT! I DIDN’T MEAN THAT!” He said pulling my arm.

“Khaela… The reason Im being so proper and junk is becase my therapist says I need to work my way up to casual conversations with you… Because in every conversation we have… we argue, and I hurt you… I don’t want to hurt you anymore…” He said.

“Then don’t….” I replied to him. He stepped closer to me. He started stroking my cheek… Oh, Nicholas…

“I just want to save what we still have…” He said to me, pulling me closer.

“And what do we still have, Nick… Tell Me…” I said.

“We have tonight…” He said. Then he hugged me… I hugged back… We stayed there… infront of the kitchen… Crying and hugging… Two tramatized, love striken, people… Who just wanted peace in thier lives… Too bad they might never get it…

 

 

 

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So yeaaa… comment me! Lol, I thought it was too shameful to be put on youtube… but on the brightside, I posted a more lengthy chapter! YAYAAZZ! Khaela’s dream is apart of a spinoff of Got Me Going Crazy (which was the first season to this story) called “Love is On Its Way” it focuses on Khaela going to boarding school, and trying to fit in, and Nick dealing with the pain… Its a more relateable story, because none of them are famous yet, and no cheating. lol. Probably won’t ever post that story, cuz you guys are probably sick of this story lolz… Ok, something I haven’t done in a longgg time, end of the chapter questions!!!

Will Nick and Khaela get back together?! How about Joe?! What about the baby?! Will Nick ever find out?! Will Joe ever stop obsessing over Pokemon?! Will Nick cook ME something?! Probably not…

lolz.