Please don't go...I'll eat you up, I love you so... -K.W.

I was bored. So this happened lol

fuck you i ship it lol

I haven't been on polyvore in a while, and I've been thinking about Rolplaying here. does anyone have any good suggestions? I might even start a RP if I can't find one I like lol. but I love roleplaying, and I want to check out the Polyvore roleplays a little more :3

I LOVE THE WAY THIS GIRL DRESSES. IF I COULD RAID HER CLOSET, I SO WOULD :D

*Nick*
 
I went to the airport to pick up the Romero's and take them to their hotel. Kevin had called and said that he wanted to get home as soon as possible, which I understood, he missed his family.
There was a strange air about Mr. and Mrs. R, like someone had out a brick wall between them. But Isabella was different. She smiled when she saw me, a big, gorgeous grin that spread across her whole face and she ran in her crisp white Air force 1’s to give me a hug.
I hugged her back tightly and took in her smell of herbs and roses and honey, feeling a small electric current pass through me. It caused Goosebumps to pass all along my back. She was wearing a loose fitting white low cut tank and ripped bleached jeans with a yellow bandana wrapped around her head. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back and her bangs were swept across her toffee colored skin and her eyes… they were as bright blue as I remember them.
“It’s good to see you Jer-bear,” she said, laughing as I frowned, despite the fact that my insides were doing gymnastics in my stomach from hearing her voice. I hate that Nick name, but I let her, Carly and Michelle call me that stupid all the time. Hey, what can I say, I’m guess I’m just a sucker for those Romero girls....

She walked away from his house in the rain. Portland weather was as bad as it always had been, but today it was almost as if it was trying to fit in to Demitria's emotions. There was no difference between the rain falling from the sky and the tears on her face.
 
Part of her wanted to go back and cuss him out, tell her every single thing that was on her mind... But she was in love, and she didn't want to hurt him.
 
"Fhuck you and your stupid misunderstandings! I am not going to sit here and take this bull! You know why I'm hurt, and you're NOT the victim!"
 
All she wanted was for Nick to listen to her. But that stupid excuse for a girlfriend was keeping him deaf to her. And Demi was afraid that wasn't ever going to change...

It's better that it hurts,
it's better that it feels this way to me
I can't be too comfortable
cause loving you is not my destiny
-Floetry
 

Jan 27th, 2010
 
"Isa, we're going out today! We'll probably be back around 12 tonight!" shouted my dad from the living room. I groaned and rolled over in my comforter, my arms dangling over the end of the bed.
 
"M‘kay bye," I shouted before burying myself back under the covers. All I want to do is lay in this bed for the rest of my life... I didn't have a nightmare last night, but I did have a bizarre dream. I don't remember much about it, and I honestly don't want to remember. Something about Charlie the Unicorn and baby food...
 
Freaky...
 
I rolled out of the bed and landed on the floor, the comforter breaking my fall. I tried to stand up and untangle myself from the mess of blankets but found I was still too tired and just gave up trying to get ready for the day. Not like there would be much use in doing that anyway...
 
I closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep but despite how tired I was, I couldn't. I lifted my head and looked around and the walls felt like they were spinning around me so I put my head back down. I grabbed my phone from its place next to me on the floor and looked to see if I had any text messages.
 
Kate: [don't forget to call me if you have another bad dream] I sighed and looked over the other ones.
 
Domo: [talk to me Bella... please?] I rolled my eyes and couldn't help but feel bad for not talking to him, but I was still mad at him for being a cheating bastard. Yes, I'm the type of person who holds grudges. Moving on...
 
Toya: [Yo chiqua, u need 2 come home.Tommy thnks tht he shuld take ovr since ur gonna b gone 4 so long. Hey can I hit that niqqa upside his fking head yo? Haha but yeah, leven and da crew miss u grl] I laughed at the thought of Tommy trying to take over the crew. That dude can't take care of a pet rock let alone rule the group. Next message...
 
Nick: [hey, I hope u sleep well. See u tomorrow maybe? :) ] I smiled and beat myself over the head again because my heart had a spazz attack. Ugh, this is so irritating...
 
*Earth to Isabella,
 
You do not have an insanely huge crush on your best friend. Get over it.
 
Love, your right fucking mind.*
 
I typed a quick, but late, response and shut my phone. I really don't understand why after all this time, I feel so funny around Nick, because that has never happened before... or at least I don't think it has... no, it hasn't... I think... ugh, just fck it.
 
I finally pulled myself up and I shuddered from not being wrapped up in the warm comforter anymore. I got a little dizzy from getting up too fast and plopped onto the bed, willing myself to rise. I finally pulled myself up and dragged myself over to the bathroom and started my morning routine.
 
I took my shower and brushed my teeth, washed my face and I shaved. I jumped out and slathered on my daily dose of cocoa butter and got dressed. I don't really care what I wear today, I'm not going to do anything today anyway. I threw on my Spiderman t-shirt and my Eric Cartman boxers and put on some socks and my Birkenstock's and went into the living room area.
 
I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. I then looked over what I was wearing and realized I hadn't packed enough clothes for the whole two and a half months I'd be here. I need to go shopping...
 
I went back into my room and grabbed my phone and dialed Nick's number, which, sadly, I've already memorized... The dial tone went once... twice... three times... four times... five times...
 
"Answer your fcking-!"
 
"Hello?" I heard Nick's voice say in the middle of my yell. I just let my voice drop and I scratched my neck.
 
"Oh hey... It's Isa," I mumbled, feeling slightly mortified.
 
"Like I wouldn't know it was you. Who the hell were you yelling at?" he chuckled. I just laughed nervously and went on with my explanation.
 
"No one, I was just... never mind that. I was just wondering if you knew any good places to go shopping, I don't think I've packed nearly enough clothes and I kinda just want to hang out," I said, walking around in a small circle, staring at the pattern in the carpet.
 
"Uh... yeah, about that... I can't hang out with you today. I kinda have this thing to go to with... someone..." he said, sounding slightly suspect to me. Part of me was highly curious while the other was highly disappointed and felt rejected. But once again, I ignored my completely irrelevant feelings and answered him.
 
"Oh that's coolio, I was just wondering. I guess I'll wait until you're all cool than. We can go somewhere later," I said as I stopped my circle.
 
"Yeah, tomorrow maybe?" he said, his voice a little distant as if he wasn't even paying attention to our conversation. I pushed away all of my premonitions and just went along with it.
 
"Sure, goodbye Nick," I mumbled before I hung up the phone. Well, there go my plans for the day...
 

 
3 hours later...
 
I was for back of better words, bored out of my god damned mind.
 
I just stared up at the ceiling and watched the patterns as they swam around above my head. I couldn't think of anything that I could do here in Dallas because I had no idea where I would go or what I would do. I did bring my skateboard, Marisol, with me, but other than that I had no way to get from place to place. I don't want to take a cab and I don't think you can get on the freeway with a skateboard...
 
I went over to my duffle bag and grabbed my bottle of pills and debated whether or not I could just spend the rest of the day chopped off of my mind, but ended up throwing the bottle back into the bag. I don't need those...
 
I gave up and took out my hot pink two piece and put it on as I decided to go up the swimming pool. I slid my Birkenstock's back on and grabbed a t-shirt, my cell and the room key and headed towards the pool. It wasn't far from my room and there wasn't anyone else there so I took that as a bonus.
 
I opened the door that lead to the outside pool and walked out the see a gorgeous view of the city. Part of the pool was hanging off the edge of the building and I was dying to swim over there. I dumped my stuff onto one of the lounge chairs and immediately dipped into the pool.
 
The water wasn't too cold because it was heated and I swam to the end of the pool and looked over the edge were the water sat over the traffic below.
 
This is freaking knarly....
 
I lazed around and looked up at the clear sky and admired how nice the day was for a while until I heard my phone start to ring. It was Dominique's ring tone, so I was hesitant to answer it, but decided to answer it anyway because he was dying apparently. I climbed out of the pool and I picked up the phone and pressed talk, then I just stared at it for a while.
 
"Bella...? Isabella, I know you're there, stop playin'," he said sounding frustrated. I laughed and walked back over to the pool and put my feet in the water.
 
"You have the wrong number!" I said loudly and obnoxiously. Domo sighed and sucked his teeth.
 
"Isabella I'm serious, stop playin'! We need to talk about this thing with us," he said, sounding pissed off at me. I rolled my eyes and kicked the water.
 
"What if I don't want to talk? What if I just want to hate you for the rest of my life huh? I'm so fucking mad at you right now Dominique it's not even funny anymore," I said, feeling tears start to form in my eyes. "You cheated on me with some skanky ho and you expect me to just forgive you? You need to fcking get over yourself with that bull," I said, telling myself to get a grip.
 
"Isa, baby I'm sorry... it's just that, after the night before I was feeling a little... lackin' in the pleasure department... I needed some relief you know?" he said, feeding me a stupid excuse again. It hurt... I took a deep breath and tried to contain myself.
 
"You know why I said no to you Domo; you of all people should understand why I don't want to have sex with you. I'm not ready for that okay? Why can't you just accept that? What is it with boys and sex? Is your dick really that much in control of your brain? It's so stupid. I thought you were better than that Domo," I spoke, my voice audibly shaking. I felt my nose begin to run and I tried to hide the fact that I was crying, but he could tell.
 
"I know... I'm sorry baby, just, please don't cry. I'll make this all up to you Isa, I promise. My cousin lives in Houston and I asked him for the hook up for a couple weeks so I can be with you... I wanna fix this baby," he said sincerely. I sighed and wiped my face and thought it over for a split second.
 
"Alright... but if you mess up at all, it's done, no more me and you. I'm really tired of your games Domo, you need to be real with me for once okay?" I said softly, part of my mind wondering to Nick and how the hell I'd intro them to each other...
 
"Alright, that's my baby. You can tell me where you're at when I get there in a few days okay baby? I'll see you soon," he said closing our conversation.
 
"Okay... bye..." I said before pressing the red button on my phone. I set my phone next to me and let myself sink back into the water and thought about how much trouble I'd be in when my parents found out he was going to be here. And how I would explain that I was best friends with Nick Jonas to Domo wasn't going to be easy either. He definitely wouldn't like Nick at all. Nick's one of those guys that Domo would most likely disrespect on five different levels. I might have to chain him up a few times...
 
Sometimes I think I really am in love with Domo and other times... I can never tell what he even is to me. Sometimes he's my friend, sometimes he's my boyfriend, sometimes he's an idiot and I hate him and I want to end him... but I actually can't wait for him to get here. I miss him to be completely honest with myself. He's somewhat of an anchor for me, he holds me down when the drinking, the pills, or the music and the dancing can't...
 
This comes as a shock to a lot of people, but singing has always been somewhat of an outlet for me along with dancing. I may not seem like a ballet kind of girl, but I've taken lessons since I was three. I stopped a year ago though because my grades were dropping and my priorities were in different places. Nick taught me how to play the guitar in 6th grade and my sister taught me how to play the piano. I have multiple talents, but I just never chose to use them to my advantage, like I should.
 
I like taking the easy way out of situations...
 
I swam in the pool until it got dark out and I was all wrinkly and smelled like chlorine. I stepped out and finally went back to my room. I stripped out of my clothes and immediately went to take a shower. When I was done I stepped out of the bathroom and put my hair into a long braid down my back and decided to sleep in the nude tonight.
 
I wrapped myself in my covers and looked at the clock before closing my eyes tightly. I brought my knees to my chest and prayed for a peaceful, dreamless sleep...
 
But I guess God is on break tonight...

[one more chapter to go after this! :D and as a disclaimer so that no one tries to sue me, I got most of the wedding vows from a wedding vow website. i don't remember what it was called though... yeah, i edited alot of it, but i'm not going to take credit for something i didn't write]
 
Michelle's p.o.v.
 
March 20th, 2010
 
I linked arms with my papa and felt my hands begin to shake. He smiled down at me in my dress and we began down the stairs to where everyone was waiting for me to walk down. The slight breeze blew my dress slightly around my ankles and I felt my stomach begin to do flips. There was no music, no sound, just the Lanai island waves and the gulls calling.
 
Everyone stood up and turned to face me as my father walked me down in-between the rows of seats filled with my family and my friends. But my eyes weren't anywhere else but on Kevin. He looked up and we locked eyes and I lost the feeling in my arms. My heart was so close to beating out of my chest and I couldn't help but to feel my eyes begin to water. Ugh, I'm going to ruin my makeup...
 
Before I knew it my father let go of me and I was standing across from Kevin and the preacher began to speak.
 
"We have come together today in the presence of God to witness the joining of Paul Kevin Jonas II and Michelle Estrella Romero in Holy Matrimony. This is a special time of celebration that Kevin and Michelle will long remember, and because of this, they are thankful you are here to share their joy. From the dawn of human history, it has been customary for the community to place its seal of approval upon the union of two persons in marriage. If these solemn vows that they are about to make are kept faithfully, God will bless their marriage," he spoke, glancing between the both of us. My mom had small tears dripping down her cheeks and my dad's eyes were red. I still haven't completely forgiven my mother, but today wasn't about anyone else. Today was about me and Kevin...
 
Carly stood by Isabella, a wide smile on her face as she bounced up and down. Isa was holding her hand and grinning at me, while Joe held onto Paul's hand. Paul held the pillow with both of our rings atop it and he had a look of anticipation on his face. He couldn't wait to give them to us, it was all he'd talk about.
 
"There is a skill to marriage, as there is to any activity people engage in. This art requires that we pay thoughtfulness to the little things as well as the big ones that are part of the closeness of matrimony. Develop the capacity to forgive and forget and heal quarrels as they happen," the preacher went on. Kevin's hands were tight against mine and I thought that if he smiled anymore, his face was going to break in half.
 
"Say, "I love you" and speak words of appreciation often. Do not come to take each other for granted, and demonstrate your gratitude in thoughtful ways. Never grow too old to hold hands. Do not expect perfection of each other, perfection is only for God. Make your search for the good and the beautiful a common search. A good marriage evolves when two separate souls face life's pleasures and sadness in harmony, not in unison. As Rainer Maria Rilke wrote in Letters to a Young Poet: ‘Once the realization is accepted that, even between the closest human beings, infinite distances continue to exist, a wonderful living side by side can grow up, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against a wide sky!'" pastor Mark spoke. Then me and Kevin began our vows.
 
"Michelle Estrella Romero, will you have this man to be your husband; to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?" said pastor Mark. I nodded.
 
"I will," I stated. He smiled then turned to Kevin.
 
"Paul Kevin Jonas II, will you have this woman to be your wife; to live together in the covenant of marriage? Will you love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?" he said smoothly. Kevin nodded.
 
"I will," he said sweetly, his eyes sparkling.
 
"Will all of you witnessing these promises do all in your power to uphold these two persons in their marriage?" said the pastor as he turned to everyone else.
 
"We will," everyone responded, along with a "hell yeah!" from Isa. I everyone laughed and Joe let go of Paul's hand and let him walk over to us. He smiled and lifted the pillow up to us and we took them from him, both of us leaning down to kiss our son on the cheeks. Kevin took my hand shakily and slid the band onto my finger. Then I took his hand and slid it onto the finger that used to hold his purity ring, you could see the tan clearly.
 
"I give this ring in remembrance of this hour, a symbol of love that is beautiful, endless and complete." We said together, the ceremony coming to an end.
 
"Kevin and Michelle, you have now affirmed before your families and friends your love and your caring for each other. You have come from different backgrounds. You have walked different paths. You are different individuals. Your love has transcended these differences. In the years before you, may the richness of the traditions that have nurtured you enhance and brighten your lives as you help to create and shape the future. May the challenges of your life together be met with courage and optimism. May you learn from your failures and grow in your achievements. May life bless you with children, friends, and family in a wide network of mutual support and enjoyment. May you face pain, toil, and trouble with a stout but light heart. May you share with others the radiance of your seasons of joy and pleasure. May you always remember that laughter is the medicine of God," Then pastor Mark took our right hands and joined them together.
 
"Now that Michelle and Kevin have given themselves to each other by solemn vows, with the joining of hands and the giving and receiving of a ring, I pronounce that they are husband and wife, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Those whom God has joined together let no one put asunder. Amen. Mr. Jonas, you may kiss your bride," he announced. Kevin then took my face in his hands and he softly took my lips in his.
 
"Forever Mrs. Jonas,"
 

♥♥♥♥♥
 

My Papa and I finished dancing and then Nick took the stage and sat down at the piano. He tapped on the mic twice and called everyone's attention.
 
"I believe it's time for the first dance, so if we could have a Mr. and Mrs. Kevin Jonas come to the dance floor please," he announced. Kevin took my hand and we went to the center of the room and everyone cleared out from the dance floor. "This is a very special song that I wrote with a very, very close and special friend of mine, so I'm going to ask her to join me up here. Isabella, would you please?" he said, looking over the crowd.
 

I saw Isa come through the crowd, her face with a slightly red tinge. I smiled at her and she looked down at me and grinned a ‘I had no idea he was going to do this, I may shoot him,' grin. I laughed and Nick handed her a mic and Kevin took my hands. Then, Isa began to sing...
 
"Oh Lord, what do I do to deserve you? Heaven knows, I'm not like you, I'm not perfect. When he sees, will he leave? Or will he stay anyway, anyway... " she sang sweetly. I had forgotten what a wonderful voice that Isa had. It's been so long since she last sung for anyone... I looked into Kevin's eyes and he smiled down at me. I really couldn't speak to be honest. This was a moment that needed to be without words.
 
"Oh Lord, what can do to deserve her? Heaven knows, Lord knows I'm only human can this be, someone truly for me? Or is it a cruel fantasy?" sang Nick, his voice in perfect compliment with Isa. " Nothing has ever felt, like this. Nothing has ever meant the whoooole world to me. Nothing has ever been this good, nothing has ever been this right. Nothing so sweet, In my life..." they sang together so beautifully. For a moment I looked away from Kevin to see how my sister was doing, and I was surprised to see how happy she looked.
 
"I know, you treasure me," Isa sang, smirking at Nick. "And I, I know, that I'm the only man you see," he countered with a smirk of his own. They sang together going back and forth playfully. I could see that they were no longer concerned with everyone else and they were only looking at each other. Kevin seemed to notice it too.
 
"Is it just me, or are they more into each other than the song?" He whispered. I chuckled and looked up at him.
 
"No, it's not just you. She told me she has feelings for him... I'm worried about her Kevin, she hasn't been herself lately. She's distant, she's... she's going back there. Apparently a lot happened between when she got here and the twins birthday. She's not okay Kevin..." I whispered, looking back over to my baby sister.
 
With Nick, she was herself. She was the Isabella that always hid in the closet, the Isabella that only came out when she was alone. I've never seen her eyes that bright before, I've never seen her belt out a song that way. She needs him, he's like her medicine...
 
Soon the song was over and the both of them just looked the other in the eyes and everyone began to applaud. They came back to reality and bowed and left the stage, the DJ taking over. I watched them walk off of the stage with their fingers linked as they whispered in each other's ears. Then people gathered on the dance floor and I started to walk toward them.
 
But then Selena walked up to them and Nick quickly let go of Isa's hand, making sure Isa was far away from him. Selena congratulated them and I could hear her compliment Isa's voice. But suddenly, Nick held pulled Selena close and laid a hasty kiss on her lips, as if he was trying to justify something. Then I instantly saw Isa break as her eyes changed from crystal clear blue to a dark navy. She quietly excused herself, first walking slowly past the people, her pace speeding up and then... she ran.
 
Oh no...

[March 14th 2010, two days later]
 

 
"There is no way I'm letting you pick out my lingerie Isa," I protested as Isabella, Demi and Selena pulled me into Fredrick's of Hollywood. You can't imagine how embarrassing it is to have your 17 year old little sister help you pick out what you're going to wear for your honeymoon...
 
"Whoever said you had a choice on who was going to pick it out? I let you pick those horrible excuses for bridesmaids' dresses, so now we get to pick what you wear for your hubby," she said, pushing and Demi and Sel pulled. I sighed and gave up fighting as they finally got me into the store filled with racy pieces of lace in every corner. A very happy looking sales lady in her mid thirties walked up to us with a smile.
 
"May I help you ladies?" she said, her face slightly wary. Mind you all I'm still only 21 and these other three are underage. We must've looked like a bunch of annoying teenage girls poking around just to say they've been in a lingerie store to all of their friends. Demi and Isa grinned at the women and nodded.
 
"Yes, I'm Selena Gomez, I called to have the store cleared out today so we could shop privately for my friend. She's getting married in 4 days," said Selena, her arm wrapping in with mine. She women's face lit up and she nodded as she began to usher out the few people in the store. I turned and looked at Sel and shook my head.
 
"You didn't..." I said, looking at her steady growing grin. She nodded and I groaned.
 
"You didn't think we were going to just let anyone see the perfect pieces we picked out for you ahead of time now did you?" she said, deviously. I raised my eyebrows and looked over at Isa and Demi. They both had the same devious looks on their faces and I sighed as they pushed me into a dressing room already filled with lingerie.
 
"Try on the bustier I picked out first!" said Isa, before she shut the dressing room door. I rummaged through the "clothing" on one of the several hooks in the dressing room and found a very complicated yet beautiful looking lace garment.
 
"Isa, my dress is strapless," I said, looking at the lace straps that dangled from the top of the garment. I heard a giggle come from the other side and I rolled my eyes.
 
"Michelle, just put it on. Besides, who said you were wearing that under your gown? That's for when you and Mister Jonas to the naughty" she said, making my eyes widen. No way...
 
After three hours of trying on white, black, pink, red and every other color and pattern piece of lingerie my girls had picked out for me I finally picked what I was getting (well, more like had each of them shove their favorites into my face) and we walked out of the shop, Demi having already paid for everything. We climbed into Demi's blue Chevy and headed to my house to change for dinner. Kevin had set up reservations for all of us at a restaurant called El Gaucho, we were meeting the boys in an hour.
 
Nick and Selena were finally dating, so the two of them were texting non-stop on our way there. I couldn't help but to notice that the whole time we were out, Isa made it her mission to be far away from Selena. I made sure to ask her what was up later, but I could almost assume that I knew why.
 
We finally got to my house and we went inside, the girls having spent the night at my house last night. We went inside and to the guest bedroom, Isa trailing behind. Sel and Demi went in their room to change into their evening wear and I took the moment to ask Isa what was up.
 
"Hey sis, what's up with you? You've been acting all kinds of funny," I said, leading her to my room. She shook her head and shuffled her dark blue vans as we walked down the hall. I rolled my eyes and pushed her into my room and shut the door behind me. She turned and gave me an irritated look and I put my hands on my hips. "Isabella Luna Declara Romero, don't even try that with me," I said, tapping my foot. Isa just sighed and fell back onto me and Kevin's mattress.
 
"I just... I've realized something, and I'm kind of scared..." she said, her voice small. I walked over to the bed and plopped down next to her.
 
"Qué es? You know you can always talk to me," I said, running my fingers through her dark hair. She just sighed and closed her eyes a small tear running down her cheek.
 
"He's in love with her, I can see it and I can feel it and I don't know what to do because... I'm still afraid to call it what I know it is that I'm feeling for him... I just want him to be happy, I don't want to mess it up..." she said, more tears beginning to stream down her face.
 
"Who are you talking about...?" I whispered coming to the realization as she looked over at me. "Oh... Isa," I said, already knowing her answer. She slowly nodded her head and I felt a lump from in my throat. My little sister is in love... with Nick.
 
"And he'll never know because he thinks that I'm in love with Domo..." she mumbled. I sat up and stared at her, not liking where this was going.
 
"And why is that?" I said, wanting an explanation. Yeah sure, if it wasn't for Dominique my sister probably wouldn't be alive right now, but that is no excuse for how he treats her. He's a prick and an absolute womanizer. I can't stand his Drake look-alike ass. Isa just shut her eyes again and shook her head.
 
"It's a long story, we need to get ready," she said, sitting up and walking over to where her bag was laid on the ground. I shook my head and walked over to my closet.
 
"Don't think that we're not going to talk about this, because we are," I said, pulling off my clothes and looking for my black Christian Louboutin's. Isa undressed and rummaged through her clothes before turning to me.
 
"Whatever you say hermana..." she mumbled, pulling out her clothes.
 
Tonight's going to be a long night...
 

 
♥♥♥♥♥
 

 
We walked into the dimly lit restaurant and saw our boys already sitting at a table waiting for us. Isa had complained in my ear about being the only one without a date and I told her not to worry about it. I had made a phone call to a certain someone. I knew that this was probably going to be a drama starter, but I felt it was only necessary. I don't like it when my sister is unhappy.
 
I walked over to the table and greeted Kevin, kissing him on the cheek before sliding into the seat next to him. Demi sat next to Joe opposite us and Selena sat next to Nick, who was sitting next to Demi. Isa sat down next to me and I couldn't help but notice Nick's eyes devour her as she sat down.
 
I felt my phone vibrate as everyone began to start their conversations. I looked at the screen to see I had a response from my certain someone.
 
[Are you sure it's alright for me to come, I don't think Nick or Selena would appreciate it very much...] read the text. I rolled my eyes and felt a smile appear on my face as I typed my response.
 
[Don't worry David, it'll be totally chill. Where are you?] I got an immediate response.
 
"Hey everybody, it's nice to see you," came a voice from behind me. I turned and smiled at my third favorite Italian boy and stood to give him a hug. Selena's face dropped and I couldn't help but to feel a little guilty, their break-up wasn't the cleanest, but this was important.
 
"What are you doing here?" questioned Nick, causing me to turn and look at him. I'm sure the look I just gave him spoke oceans because he leaned back in his seat, his arm wrapping around Selena. David sat down next to Isa and I could feel her flinch as Nick's arm came into contact with Selena.
 
"He's here because I invited him and because he and Isa haven't met yet," I said, turning to face my sister. She looked at me and I introduced the two. "David, this is my sister, Isabella. Isa, this David," I said, feeling everyone's eyes on me. Isa nodded to David and he took her hand.
 
"Actually we have met..." said Isa, her face turning red. I looked over to them and cocked an eyebrow.
 
"Well I guess that just makes this easier then," I said before I turned back to my menu and felt Kevin's fingers lace with mine as he leaned into my ear.
 
"What are you doing babe?" he whispered, everyone else silent. I turned toward him and leaned over to whisper a response.
 
"Isa said she was uncomfortable being without a date, so I invited him. He's not making this awkward, they are," I said before looking back to my menu. Isa, Demi, David and Joe were talking about shooting the new season of Jonas and Nick just had his eyes on my sister while Sel looked over at David.
 
"So Isa, where's Domo? I would think that since you two are together that you would've invited him to come," spoke up Nick. Everyone stopped and turned toward the two of them. I perked my ears at the sound of that name and looked at Isa. Her head was hung and she had her hand at her chest as she shook. I looked over at Nick and saw something in him I didn't like.
 
"He's uh... he left last week..." she mumbled. My eyebrows shot up and she looked over at me, her eyes pleading, but I want to know what the hell is up.
 
"He was here?" I questioned her, trying to get an answer out of her. I saw a tear spring up in her eye and I took her hand and led her outside. "We need to talk, excuse us please..."