Rosmy's POV:

We had been in the bus for about half an hour. In that time the brothers had introduced me to their family who were also with them, and trying to think up ways they could help me. I hate when people worry about me, and here were the Jonas Brothers trying to piece my life back together. I knew they were concerned but I felt guilty, and I knew Nick was sensitive and his eyes almost never left mine and I felt awful, I didn't want them worrying so much. So just as the half-hour past, I told them.
"Sorry to stop the flow of everything, but I feel terrible. I feel horrible making you worry. I think its best I go somewhere else." Mrs Jonas sat herself beside me and wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
"Now you listen sweetheart, don't be so silly. We wouldn't offer to help you if we couldn't. We know how much living your dream means to you, that's why we think you are so special, that's why we are going to make sure we help you." I blushed. Was this really happening?
"Thank you." I started, gushing and going the deepest colour of red, "but you have lives to go live. You came all this way to find me. That was least you could of done. Everything you've already done has made me feel so honoured and so special. I'm so grateful to you all." I looked around at them. "I just, I don't know..." The tears started to cover my eyes so everything became blurry. I closed my eyes and bent my head.
I suddenly felt a warmth infront of me, and two firm soft hands held mine. I looked up, and blinked. The tears ran down my face like Niagara falls but at least I could now see that pretty face of his. Nicholas Jerry Jonas. "Yeah, you're right. We do have lives to live. But so do you." I blinked at him, his big brown eyes staring into me, my heart fluttered. "We can help you. We are going to help. I've never seen anyone with as much passion as you have. I know you have determination, and I know you would rather die than not accomplish your dreams."
Tears streamed out of me, like cars on a highway late for work. I nodded, my whole body was filled with euphoric emotions I could not describe, my heart turned into a rainbow of mixed feelings and I had finally found someone who understood me. How did he know this is how I felt? How could he have so much understanding for my dream? My life?
And then, as if we'd known each other forever, he used both of his thumbs to wipe away my tears and cupped my chin and looked at me, with the most adoring eyes I've ever seen, "Don't worry. We'll find a way, no matter what it takes." He breathed a sigh, "I believe in you."
I sighed and gasped at once and I smiled the biggest smile and even though I hated it when I did, I couldn't help it. I whispered softly, "Thank you. Thank you so much." He put his hand on mine and squeezed it, all the while everyone in the whole bus was captivated by our talk and were smiling down on us. Mrs Jonas rubbed my shoulder and went to the front of the bus with Mr Jonas.
Someone believed in me. Not only my mother, but now, someone who I'd never in a million years I thought to meet, someone who is a mega-super-star who is literally taking over the world, believes in ME. Wants to help ME. I've never felt so wanted and happy in my whole life, honestly. I was so surreal I actually pinched my arm to see if I was going to wake up. I said 'ow' softly as I did so and the boys looked at me.
"What are you doing?" Joe said laughing.
"I had to make sure this isn't a dream, I've dreamt of you guys alot so you know I had to be sure..." I clapped my hand over my mouth. I just told the Jonas Brothers I dream about them.... awkward or what!?
The awkwardness didn't last for long though, they all started laughing. Hopefully with me, not AT me. Then, the cutest little guy walked in, his hands holding a rather large laptop, and the most confused look on his face, Frankie. "Hey, what are you guys laughing at?" They all laughed again, "Well, it was Rosmy over here but now it's you!" I smiled at him, his little face lit up with delight.
"I know you!" Frankie yelled, everyone turned to look at each other, equally confused. "I've been looking at your YouTube videos, you are really funny." My heart stopped. Oh crapping hell. My videos on the internet were all together, heartfelt, silly, & very embarassing. Especially since quite a few were on how I adored the Jonas Brothers. Shit.
"Oh." I said. Without a glimmer of emotion in my voice.
Joe lept up from his seat, "Let's take a look then.." As he said this he looked at me cheekily, his eyes lighting up almost as if was challenging me, like a brother winds up his sister. I face-palmed myself and let out an exasperated laugh. "What?" Kevin questioned, but he also had a smile on his face. "Oh nothing..." I said but I couldn't help letting out a giggle.
So they we were, watching me making a fool out of myself and then me maiing some statements that stopped the laughter and made them smile and whenever this type of video popped up Nick glanced over at me, smiling with both his mouth and his eyes and the comments were things like, 'such passion' and 'you really want this don't you?' and I would nod and smile bashfully.

By the time Mrs Jonas brought in some dinner and we sat around telling each other funny stories, it had become dark. I finished drinking my juice and set it down on the table.

Nick's POV:

She was so charming. With every word she said you could tell she meant it. I've never met a girl so genuine and so passionate. She also looked like an angel. Her hair was thick and dark brown with reddish highlights, and her eyes. God, her eyes made me melt, big brown eyes that I would die for. And her smile, everything she showed her pearly white teeth she'd almost shy away from it, as if she didn't like her smile. In her YouTube videos you could tell just how much her dream meant to her, and now for some godly reason it means alot to me too. I knew she was getting embarassed at times with the things that she was saying but she was adorable. The way she sat with her legs crossed and her fingers intertwining. Her accent was beautiful, she was just a wonderful gorgeous British girl who had captured me and when I got to hold her hands, I knew that following her dream meant the world. That's what attracts me, a passion. A drive, and that did not only make her beautiful, but it made her a winner in every single way.
Suddenly, the power went out, only the electrical stuff in the back. Rosmy screamed, and we all laughed. Cute. Real cute. "Find the trick switch!" Dad shouted. We were all fumbling around for the switch, when I fell over a body. In was thin and my hands felt through long soft hair. I was embarassed, so I tried to back off before she thought something was up but instead my hands went down what I think was her waist as I was pulling up away, and she giggled, but could tell she was trying to hide that fact that I'd just accidentally tickled her. Suddenly the lights came back on and Rosmy was sitting up on the floor smiling at me. I held my hands up and said, "Sorry." and I laughed nervously. I falling for her, I hope it wasn't too obvious. "S'ok." she laughed and sat back up on the sofa. "Why what did you do?" Joe asked, he nudged me playfully. Rosmy giggled again and put her hands through her hair. "Well Joe, I know what we can do that'll make that young lady over there smile." I smiled as me and the rest of my brothers looked at her.
"Oh." Kevin and Joe said at the same time, half-laughing. Joe, being the playful guy he is sat beside her and grinned, Kevin did the same and Rosmy looked at me with a desperate look. "You didn't have to say anything!" her voice was high-pitched I couldn't help but grin like a chesire cat. As my brothers started to attack her, I felt like we'd gained a new family member. I could tell she was good with kids, she could be sensible when she needed too, and she had a playful side as well. Not only that, with the things that came out of her mouth, I knew she liked having deep meaningful conversations and that was another part of me that started to fall deeply in love with Rosmy Cesaro.