Nick:
It was everywhere. Front page of every magazine I picked up.
CYRUS HITS JONAS
MILEY MARNIE MASH-UP
JONAS K.O
MARNIE OUT COLD
JONAS IN JEPARDY
It was just too awful to think about.
Miley had always been extremely jealous of Marnie. When we were keeping it quiet for the first few years, the close friends of ours only knew about it, and of course as Marnie travelled around with us, it was the guys from Disney who saw her a lot.
When we had our cameo on Hannah Montana, Marnie watched the filming and I was expected her to be a little jealous when I said the ... line.
"Wow, you're pretty."
But afterwards she giggled and told me that she thought we were great. She also told Miley that she was an awesome actress, I loved that my girlfriend was so adorably sweet and genuine. There was never ever any bullshit with Marnie. What she said, she meant it.
But during the following days of filming, in-between takes we'd be hanging out together and I'd always be near Marnie. I'd have my arm wrapped around her or we'd be in very close contact at all times.
I noticed Miley giving Marnie nasty looks, or asking me unnecessary questions just before I was about to kiss her. Or diverting my attention to something else which was so incredibly unimportant. She just wanted my time and obviously liked me. Miley was a cool girl, but she just wasn't for me. And of course, all this attention-seeking was a big turn-off.
One time it was really pissing me off. After the last day of filming on set, when we wrapped up with the song on the beach we all went to a function room for a small wrap party and Marnie was unable to be there, she had to go back to see her older brother.
I'm not a full-on party type but I do try to loosen up when I can.
Miley was a social butterfly, flitting to everyone around the room and for a second I could see myself with her. Just for a second. Only one.
And then I realised, Marnie will always be the one for me. She's honest, understanding, loyal, passionate, caring, funny, helpful, determined and just lovely and wonderful in every way. My family loved her, and so did I.
Sure, she was stubborn, brutally honest at times, she was extremely confrontational and stuck up for us at any bad mouthing of the Jonas Brothers, even though I told her it was unnecessary she still told the haters where to go. She had a quick temper, she gets bossy when things need to be done. But through all of that...
Marnie Eloise Jonas was perfection in my eyes.
Miley came over to me and leant into me, whispering in my ear, "Hey Nick, wanna dance?"
I stuttered an "Urm..."
But she had already grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor.
"C'mon Nick!"
She kept holding onto me, twirling me and moving me to the music.
I felt so uncomfortable.
"Miley, I can't dance I think I'm just going to..."
I started to utter the words out, but as I did so she slivered her body in dancing motions to the floor beside me and wriggled her way back up sliding her back onto my chest as she came up.
For all the love that is Mike, I wished I could have been invisible.
As she tried to lean backwards onto me, I started to walk away from the dance floor. No way was this happening.
As she realised that my body wasn't there to hold her, she turned, saw me and smirked.
She reached and grabbed my arm.
"Nick, come on."
Her tone voice was demanding, but had also a hint of desperation.
"No."
I said sternly, looking at her with disgust.
Her eyes became wider, her fingers spread open to pull me in again, but I moved backwards before she could wrap her scrawny hands around mine once more.
After that, I tried to steer clear of Miley. Completely.
Until we were asked to support her in her tour.
Marnie didn't care, I loved her for being so supportive and caring. We were just doing what we love, with someone we needed to be wary of.
It was like it was impossible to be rid of her, but we just had to grin and bear it for the sake of the tour going smoothly.
After that, assumptions rose in the media about me and Miley having a relationship. I knew it hurt Marnie to see all the magazine covers spread with hurtful rumours, and I was hurt too.
But Marnie was strong, never had a seen her cry.
Well, I have once or twice, but that was because of laughter.
Oh, how I miss her laughing. It differed from time to time, sometimes it was loud and staccato and other times it was a giggle under her breath, and sometimes just a silent laugh, where she threw her head back with chuckles but no sound came from her mouth.
As I shakily picked up the magazine, I opened the page to the headline story.
JONAS K.O.
Miley Cyrus crashed Demi Lovato's party on Friday when she full-pelt hit out at Marnie Jonas (ex-girlfriend of Nick Jonas).
Sources say Miley was escorted away from the venue whilst Marnie proceeded to recover fairly quickly from the blow and began to sob.
Witnesses at the party say Jonas was deeply upset and hurt by Miley's actions and had began to feel extremely sick soon after the incident. Jonas was comforted by her good friend Demi Lovato who's party she had been attending that night.
M.J (why do they call her that?) then cancelled her show on Saturday due to illness. There have been assumptions that she still needed to get over her ordeal and get herself together.
Her publicist and manager say she should be back on the road on Monday 1st August Madison Square Garden rocking out her new mini promotional tour before her debut album release.
Wow.
It just reminded me of some of Marnie's antics when we were out together.
One night I remember clearly.
Me, Marnie, Joe, Kevin and Danielle went out on the town.
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FLASHBACK
"These are good fries!"
Marnie exclaimed as she popped her last fry in her perfectly shaped lips.
"I agree."
Danielle nodded in agreement.
They had become such good friends. Like sisters almost, they told each other everything and it was nice to have three girls around the house instead of just one or two.
As we walked out of the restaurant we were sure we'd had enough, and started our walk home.
"Oh my god! Look!"
Marnie pointed into a bar where multi-coloured lights flashed continuously and loud pumping music boomed from within the dark club.
"What?"
Joe smiled down at her.
She shrugged.
"Nothing... just looked so cool."
We giggled with her.
"Well, we could go in couldn't we?"
Danielle piped up.
"What?"
Kevin rested his curly head on hers.
"We could take her in, have a bit of a dance yeah?"
Dani shook her hips and took a hold of Marnie's hand.
I myself, didn't know what to say.
Maybe it'd be good for me to experience it.
Loosen up... yeah?
TWO HOURS LATER.
Dani pulled back Marnie's hair as I rubbed small circles on her back as she threw up on the sidewalk just outside the club.
"Someone messed with her drink."
Joe stated solemnly.
"I think it was this really tall blonde dude, he kept looking at her and sat on the bar stool where her drink was when she went to the bathroom. I'm gunna kill that son-of-a-bitch."
Joe turned to go in and find the bastard, but we couldn't cause any trouble.
If our parents knew we'd been into the bar, and got Marnie sick!?
That'd be a long punishment ahead of us.
I gripped my other hand around Joe's arm.
"Joe. Don't. It's not worth it, we don't want to cause trouble, imagine if this got out!?"
His eyes filled up with fear, and then he nodded reluctantly.
Marnie heaved her last bit of illness onto ground and lifted her head up.
"You ok doll?"
Dani rubbed down her shoulders, concern flooding over her face.
Marnie scrunched up her own features and nodded and shook her head at the same time.
Her body wobbling around like jelly, she couldn't maintain her stance.
"I don't know what happened."
She blubbered out.
"I'm. So. Sorry."
I knew she was drunk. Some of it still locked in her system. She was never like this, and now she'd been corrupted, but it was still Marnie in there and I was going to protect her like jewels from now on. Not that I didn't already, she was my girl.
We stumbled home, I had given up on watching Marnie flit around aimlessly and picked her up like a child and began to carry her.
By the time we were home, she'd fallen asleep.
Kevin, Dani and Joe all gave her a peck on the forehead before heading off to their rooms.
I laid her down across our beds.
We shared a room with two separate beds but we put them together for two reasons.
1. It was taking up too much space.
& 2. Well, I wanted to be close to my beautiful girlfriend.
Her long brown locks floating on the white sheets, her short clean-white summer dress made her look like an angel. I was in heaven.
I moved her upwards and under the covers, and snuggled next to her, watching her sleep.
Her chest moved slowly up and down, and I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her small ear. I gently touched the upper cartilage of her ear where she had a piercing.
I leant forward and kissed her soft, pink lips.
She still smelt of alcohol but it still had an essence of her that I adored, so I kissed her once more.
Mumbling and wriggling slightly, her perfect round brown eyes flickered open.
"Nicholas." She breathed out deeply.
"Mmm?" I answered, laying my head next to hers.
"You just kissed a drunk girl." She said, a smile creeping into her face.
"I sure did." I grinned into her face as I leant into her, giving her a small peck on the cheek.
"I kissed a drunk girl.
"What would your parents say eh?" She giggled slightly.
"Don't care."
I said simply.
"You're mine."
I snaked my arm underneath her and wrapped my arm around her small waist.
She mumbled a slight laugh, and snuggled into me.
"And you're mine."
She whispered into my chest.
"Exactly." I hushed back and kissed her on the head and stroked her hair as she gently drifted off to sleep again.
I fell asleep soon after, soothing my precious girlfriend into a dream state.
It was this moment I decided, I had the sudden urge to always protect her, to make sure she never got hurt. I made myself a promise.
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But I broke that promise.
I am the cause of that, and I wasn't even around to help her pick up the pieces afterwards.
I was going to her concert on Monday.
I needed to hear her voice, I needed to see her.
The only problem was, is that she couldn't see me.
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