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Title: Live Laugh Love- Chapter Eight Part Two! :] View count: 544 Rating: 5.0 (2 ratings) Description: READ PART ONE FIRST! The video is from the American Idol concert I went to September 2, 2008. It was so amazing. I met all of them except David Cook. He had to leave early to go to Chicago or something. But yeah...Jason Castro has freakin' amazing eyes. I got to talk to him cause he passed me and then the girl I met there asked him to come back so he could sign my picture. Then he told me I should speak up and I said sorry, and he was like don't worry about it, I get star struck too. And then he smiled at me and I felt like I was going to faint. Haha. He smelt sooo good! And David Archuleta is really short. And get this. He asked me for a hug. :] Hehe. I was like "Of course!" and he smiled and then hugged. I'm pretty sure he's shorter than me. It was so fun though. Everyone was really amazing and they're all so nice! :] Here ya goooo. "Oh god. Kevin! Ohh." she moaned, running her hands through my hair. That's what I wanted. I was so tired, but I didn't want to stop. The faster I thrusted, the louder she moaned. It was definitely an excellent experience. I felt as if I were going to cum, so I gave it my all, collapsing on top of Shannen minutes later. I could hardly breathe I was so tired. I crawled off of her, lying on my back, grabbing her hand. "I love you so much Kevin." she said, placing her other hand on my chest. "I love you more." I said, setting my hand on top of hers. [Nick's pov] Ellen and I are at my house watching a movie. Unfortunately my mom's in the room so we aren't sitting anywhere near each other. Joe ran in a little bit ago, crying his eyes out. I had no idea what was going on, but it must have been something pretty serious in order to make him cry that hard. I wasn't even sure of what movie we were watching. All I knew is that it was boring and I didn't want to be watching it. To my luck it ended about five minutes later, allowing my mom to talk to Ellen. Not exactly what I'd wanted. "Uhm-Ellen. Wanna go upstairs?" I quickly asked before my mom could bring out the baby photos. "Yeah, sure." she said as she stood up. "Hey. You know the rules Nick. No girls in your room unless you leave your door open." my mom said, standing up as well. "Yes mother, I know." I said, beginning to walk upstairs. I opened the door to my room, finding Joe sitting on my bed playing my guitar. He looked right at me and then turned around, writing something down on a notebook. "What are you doing Joe?" I asked, walking closer to him. He wouldn't answer me. I began reading over his shoulder. You met in work, you should've known better Its gonna suck when the camera stops rolling And you find out soon that that treatment wasn't worth it They're all the same, they all want the money They're all insane, they live for fame honey They laugh at you when you're not even being funny Well I've been, here before and I've seen First hand, and front row seat There's a little thing they call A video girl Video girl rocked my world for a whole 2 seconds And now I know I'm not about to be another victim Of video girl syndrome Get out of my face Get out of my space Get some class and kiss the past Cause I'm not about to be another victim Of video girl syndrome You know it's bad when your momma doesn't like her All your friends are saying she's a liar Never ending phone calls aren't enough Move to LA Got no talent Not even like you won a Miss Teen Pageant Daddy pays your bills but you still whine Well I've been here before and I've seen First hand, and front row seat What happens to a man? When he gets in the hands of a Video girl rocked my world for a whole 2 seconds And now I know I'm not about to be another victim Of video girl Get out of my face Get out of my space Get some class and kiss the past Cause I'm not about to be another victim Of video girl syndrome You are never gonna see me missing Video girl syndrome I'm not gonna be another victim Of video girl syndrome Video girl rocked my world for a whole 2 seconds And now I know I'm not about to be another victim Get out of my face Get out of my space Get some class and kiss the past I'm not about to be another victim Of video girl syndrome I won't be a victim Of video girl syndrome "Whoa. Joe. Who's that about?" I questioned, rereading parts of the song. "It's about Bailey. I fucking hate that bitch." he yelled, another tear rolling down his cheek. To be continued... Sorry. Horrible! Especially the ending. Haha. SORRY! Today I just found out that one of my [not very close] friends has meningitis. Three people at my school have it so I'm praying they get better and I'm praying that no one else gets it. If it becomes airborne they're going to close my school down and then we'll have to make it up in the summer. That would really suck! I hope it doesn't happen. :/ Tags: jonas, brothers, love, story, Author: Jobrosarehott21 |
