Trainwreck
Like Oh My God
A/N: YO READERS ;D its been a long time since I last updated this story, because I've spent all holidays updating Impressions, which is now FINISHED. 231 reviews, I am so happy, thank you guys. And thanks for the NJK'S, I won second place in best oneshot, and third place in best romance. Anyway, this isn't long, but I'm hoping its good..... yeah right. Important author's note at the bottom, read it if you read my other stories.
***IMPORTANT NOTICE***
Some of you couldn't review, and I know why! It's 'cause I deleted some chapters, and yeah, you can review from now on!
- T r a i n w r e c k -
Tonight's the night, Let's live it up, I got my money, let's send it up, go out and smash it, like oh my god. Jump off that sofa, let's get off.
I know that we'll have a ball, if we get down, and go out, and just lose it all. I feel stressed out, I wanna let it go, let's go way out, spaced out, and losing all control.
Look at her dancing, just take it off, let's paint the town, we'll shut it down, let's burn the roof, and then we'll do it again.
- T r a i n w r e c k -
"I don't know what to wear!?" Selena panicked, jumping vigorously up and down on the spot. "I'm gonna have to go in rags, and then he'll hate me, and dump me in the bin, and then everyone will laugh at me, and I'll never be able to show my face in the outside world ever again!"
Demi couldn't stop laughing, holding on tightly to her sides, which were aching at this stage after listening to her best friends ridiculous story.
"Oh, so you find it funny that I'm gonna become a social outcast?" Her mouth dropped open, as she lunged out to slap Demi, but luckily missed my three inches. Selena Gomez does not have very good aim. This is why she failed at sports in high school. Bad memories.
"No, I find it funny that you think that your gonna become a social outcast, when really, you'll end up marrying him." She told her, quickly backing away before she attempted to hurt her again.
"Well then tell me, oh wise one who reads the future, what am I going to be wearing?" She asked, smirking. She can't talk herself out of this one.
"You are going to be wearing..." She jumped off the bed, and made her way to the closet. Selena was not winning this one. "This dress." A dress was flung on Selena. "These shoes." Shoes were flung on Selena. "And these net tights." Tights were flung on Selena. "And we'll pick how to do your hair out of these magazines." A pile of magazines were flung on Selena.
"Gee, thanks Demi, or should I say..." She thought furiously over something insulting she could call. But when she actually needed her brain, it decided to take a nap and leave her one her own. You can't even count on your own brain these days.
"Or should you say...." She prompted her with a obnoxious smirk adorning her face.
"Okay fine, it's gorgeous, you win, just stop being so smug!" She surrendered, throwing a pillow at Demi, which was meant to hit her in the face, but got her feet instead.
"If that hadn't failed, I would have got you back, but I'll take pity on you and your lousy aim." She collapsed under her feet from uncontrollable laughter.
"Whatever." Selena rolled her dark eyes, picking Demi's chosen outfit off from on top of her and locking herself in the bathroom.
"When your sane again, I'll come out!" She yelled from inside her bathroom.
"That's not gonna be any day soon!" She yelled back, still rolling about on the floor. Sure, she was insane, but never this insane. And now she has a stitch. This could only mean one thing. Sugar overload.
- T r a i n w r e c k-
"Why hello Miss Miley, what brings you to my house today?" Nick asked as Miley walked into his room. Without knocking. Not that he expected it from her or anything.
"Well Mr Jonas, if you don't remember, you invited, slash forced me against my will to come over." She whacked his chest playfully, knowing there was no chance it would hurt him in the slightest bit.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that." He shrugged, tugging her arm down from across his chest and pressed a chaste kiss on her lips.
"You would." She muttered under her breath, as she felt his arms tighten around her waist and lift her into his lap.
"Yeah I would, I get so distracted, I mean who wouldn't? With a beautiful girl in their arms, it's hard to concentrate on anything else." He smirked, dropping another small kiss.
"Corny little boy, don't you have any better lines?" She asked, resting her head on his chest to look up at him. Damn, he was hot.
"Nope, that's all I got, you'll have to live with it." He said. Her top had risen up slightly, and his hand was now resting on her bare skin, sending shivers up her spine.
"Sadly, I don't have a choice, sucks for me doesn't it?" He didn't bother replying her last witty comment, leaving wet kisses across her jawline and down her neck. That made her shut up alright.
"Stop it." She murmured, and they both knew she didn't want him to stop.
"Why, burnin' up for me, are you Mi?" He smirked, rubbing his hand against her exposed skin by the hem of her top.
"Wow, that's sad, quoting your own songs." She laughed, sticking her tongue out at him childishly.
"Well you should know that 99% of my songs are about you." He pressed his lips against hers for a second before she pulled away.
"I love you." She smiled up at him.
"I love you too Mi." But they both knew it wasn't just love. They were both at a point when they'd come far enough to realize this. And as much as they could try to avoid it, they knew this was their destiny.
- T r a i n w r e c k -
Tonight's the night, Let's live it up, I got my money, let's send it up, go out and smash it, like oh my god. Jump off that sofa, let's get off.
I know that we'll have a ball, if we get down, and go out, and just lose it all. I feel stressed out, I wanna let it go, let's go way out, spaced out, and losing all control.
Look at her dancing, just take it off, let's paint the town, we'll shut it down, let's burn the roof, and then we'll do it again.
- T r a i n w r e c k -
Crap? Yeah, I don't care. I just wanted to get this over and done with. Now if you read my other stories, this is important for you to read. I had big plans for 2010, new stories and stuff, but I don't know any more. My ideas are so... unoriginal. I feel really miffed at the moment. But I have this idea for a new story. I might do it, if I get the inspiration back for it. Probably after I've finished Abandoned. I'd really appreciate it if you reviewed and tell me what you think(: