Hey guys. Here's the next chapter. Unfortunately, I'm not getting as much reviews as I'd like, so make sure you guys tell everyone you know about this story, haha. And make sure you review!!

Oh yeah. I also realized that I should probably clarify the ages and everything.

Nate is 22 years old.

Shane is 24, almost 25.

Jason is 26 almost 27.

The prologue actually occurs when Nate, Shane and Jason are 24, 26 and 28 because chapter two and three are telling what happened about 2 years before the prologue. But the story will eventually lead up to where the prologue is. Sorry if its confusing. If you guys have any questions, feel free to put them in your review or comments, or just send me a message, and I'll get back to you ASAP!

The room was silent before Adrienne cleared her throat so speak. "So, Nate how have you been?"

Nate just stood there staring, his breathing becoming heavier with every second that passed. Suddenly he grabbed his jacket, which was conveniently lying on the chair close to him, and he ran out the door.

Adrienne put her drink on the table. "Nate, wait!"

Jason gently, but firmly grabbed her arm. "Adrienne, I don't know if that's a good idea. Honestly, I don't even know why I decided to bring you back here..."

She stared at him, obviously hurt by his words. "No, I have to follow him. I know me just taking off like that was wrong, and I need to fix it."

"There's more to the story than just you and Nate's break up," Shane spoke for the first time. "He's been through so much these past few years. He loves you Adrienne. He really does. But his past...it just isn't the right time." He finished, Adrienne very confused.

"What happened," she asked quietly, already knowing the answer she was going to get.

Jason exhaled deeply. "I think it's best that Nate told you-Adrienne, wait!"

But she was already out the door.

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Nate stood outside, in the garden area of the hotel. It was already around 10, so it was supposed to be closed, but being Nate Jonas provided a lot of special treatment.

He breathed deeply, trying to relax himself.

Why did I run out like that, he thought. It was immature and besides, it's not really her fault why I have so many problems.

But it is her fault. If she never would've left, you never would've tried to find someone to replace, and then never would've had to go through all that pain...

SHUT UP!! Just shut up, okay. You don't have to remind me about what happened. I remember very clearly-

"Nate," a voice brought him back to reality, interrupting the conversation he had been having with, well, himself.

He slowly turned around. "What are you doing here?"

Wow. That was a lame question. Great job.

Listen, can you please just keep your mouth shut for five minutes!

You idiot! I don't even have a mouth. I'm just a figment of your imagination.

Well good. Then that means I can get rid of you, for now anyways.

Wait a min-

Nate squeezed his eyes shut and reopened them, looking at the beautiful girl in front of him.

She sighed. "Well, I came to talk to you. Actually, to apologize. Look, I know what I did was wrong, but I had a reason for leaving, Nate."

Nate laughed bitterly. "Oh, yeah. That's what they all say. Well, you no what? It wouldn't have been so bad if you hadn't just left without any warning. You could've at least told me what was going on."

Adrienne began playing the ends of her messy hair. "I know I hurt you, Nate," she took a shaky breath and continued. "But, you need to know that I didn't mean to. I was doing what was best for both of us. For your career. For everyone."

"Well, yeah, you did hurt me. But it's okay. Because I'm over it and I'm moving on. Goodbye, Adrienne."

And with that, Nate walked past the teary eyed woman and walked back into the hotel.

Defeated, Adrienne wiped her eyes on her sleeve and headed back into the building before leaving through the exit and hailing a cab.

She looked out the window, watching the different New Yorkers rush down the street. She noticed a young teenage girl, a gray hoodie barely covering her large belly, wandering around. She seemed upset as people bumped into her, some even giving her annoyed or dirty looks.

Adrienne sighed and looked at her vibrating phone to see the name Kevin on the screen. She pressed ignore, promising herself she would call him back later.

As the cab arrived at her destination, she quickly handed him a 20 bill and got out of the taxi. Not bothering to try and search for her keys, she rang the doorbell three times, waiting for an answer.

Shuffling could be heard before the locks were unlocked and the door swiftly opened, showing an extremely worried woman.

"Where have you been? I've been worried sick," the older woman looked relieved and annoyed.

"I'm sorry, Mom. But I ran into someone at Starbucks," Adrienne replied, before stepping inside, locking the door behind her.

Lauren, Adrienne's mom, instantly became curious. "Really, who?"

"Kevin," Adrienne said quietly.

"Oh."

"Yeah, and he took me back to his hotel room to see Joe and Nick."

"Well, how did it go," Lauren awaited her daughter answer.

Tears formed in the younger woman's eyes. "I tried to talk to him, but he was too upset. And I just couldn't, Mom. His brothers told me he'd been through a lot in the past few years, and I just couldn't burden him like that." Tears began running down her cheeks.

"Oh, Adrienne. It's okay. You've both been through a lot. I know it's hard sweetie, but you're going to have to tell him." She hugged her.

Adrienne broke away from her mother's embrace, and walked into the kitchen, grabbing a napkin.

"It will be okay, Mom,"she tried to assure both her mother and herself. "I'll tell him eventually. I just have to give him some time and space before doing or telling him anything drastic."

Lauren nodded. "Well, it's getting late, and you have work tomorrow."

Adrienne stood, gave Lauren a kiss on the cheek, and headed upstairs.

The wasn't very large, considering it was only made for about four people, not seven.

She dragged her tired body up the narrow staircase. She reached the final step, and turned to the left before stopping in front of a plain white door. Quietly turning the doorknob, she tiptoes into the room.

The room seems small with two twin beds, and two dressers, although only one bed and dresser was needed now.

Adrienne choked back a sob as reality suddenly hit her. She gently kissed the young girls head, which was full of curly, light brown hair.

She moved towards one of the one of the white dressers with a girly, flower design on it.

A picture of a girl with curly light, blonde hair caused tears to spill over, cascading down her face.

She knew her mother was right. Eventually, she would have to tell him the truth. The whole truth.

But, I should probably wait until after we at least become friends again, she thought. Well, if he ever wants to speak to me again.

But if he was as emotionally unstable as his brothers made him seem, then it would be a very long time before she told him anything remotely close to the truth.

I mean, telling Nate he was the father of four year old twins.

That might cause a mental breakdown.

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Ahhhhhh!! I hate this chapter. Don't ask me why. But, once again, I'll let you guys be the judges. Review/comment!!