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Title: Music...Skinny Jeans and all that Jazz. (: Chapter 19 pat 1 View count: 350 Rating: 5.0 (1 ratings) Description: PART ONE, 2 OUT IN A SEC. yayy, enjoy, i might not be able to post tomorrow im spending the day with my best friend [: were going iceskatinngg [: yay. enjoyy -- Maddie's POV. *Way to ruin a moment* I thought as Joe walked back shouting BooYah ad pushing something small into his pocket. "What's that?" I asked as he sat back down next to me. "What.. this?" He smirked and pulled a little black box out of his back pocket. "Arrh, it's mine, but I guess you can have it." He said grinning and threw it in my lap. I looked down and stared at it for a couple of seconds, then looked back up at joe who nodded enthusiastically; i smiled and picked it up. Joe watched me intently. I opened the box, my eyes widened, and i was overwhelmed with joy, I stared at the beautiful jewellery in awe. WHhat i had saw was the most gorgeous dimante necklace, it was beautiful, a row of diomands with a tiny whispy heart attatched. I turned it over with my thumb and ran it across the back, I looked up at joe, my eyes warm with my smile. I looked back down at the necklace, As i felt my fingers run over the necklace, i stopped, there was an inscription. It read ' Please be mine, Maddie and make me more cookies.' I smiled up at him. "How could you afford this?" I asked, realization washing over my face, this must've costed heaps. "Note the surname, darling" Joe forced a pretty lame british accent and I laughed. "Can I put it on for you" He urged I smiled down at it and and nodded, then handed him it. I turned around and lifted my hair, I felt it touch my neck and his cold hands on the back. When I heard it clip, I turned and practically jumped on him. I pushed my weight on him so he was leaning back on the blanket, his hands behind him propping him up and I kissed him deeply. I pulled away to see his eyes practically falling out of his head, "W-W-WOW.." He stuttered, I smiled and moved in again. God, I think this guy had his own gravitational pull.I bit my lip then kissed him, tangling my fingers in his midnight black hair. We parted and i looked down and then back up and he was grinnig I was speechless, I pushed myself off of him and sat back by the basket, i really didn't want this to be an awkward moment so i changed the subject.I looked around for somethinf to say , I picked up some food and said. "Who makes this stuff...its effing amazing." ...Joe burst out laughing and then stifled his laughter at my amazing subject-changing skills "My mom makes the best food." He smiled, oving closer to me. He smelled like cinamon "In fact, everything my mom makes is edible. Even I am edible. But that, my dear child, is called cannibalism, which is in fact frowned upon in most societies." He trailed off... "Way to quote Willy Wonka, Joseph." I grinned, knowing he got annyoed with me calling him Joseph. ". Don't call me that." He frowned."Make me, Joseph." I said putting emphasis on the word Joseph and crossing my arms across my chest "My pleasure." He said. "OH MY GOD! JOE! GO ON A DIET OR SOMETHING! GOSH! YOU'RE A FLIPPING HIPPO OR SOMETHING I SWEAR!"If you can't guess what he did, he sat on me. Right on my upper abdomen region. IT HURT. Really badly. I though I was going to die or something."JOE! You are crushing my lungs! OH MY GOD! I swear, if you don't move, PRECIOUS things will be messed up permanently! OI VAY!" I tried to shake him off, with no success. Tags: joe, jonas, love, story, music, skinny, jeans, jazz, la, Author: JoeJonasIsFit |
