New York City – May 21st, 2012
“Do it, Audrey,” Nick said, looking at her through the mirror.
“Are you sure, Nick?” She asked, giving him a somber look.
“I’m sure. Just do it,” he said again.
“Okay, Nike. But don’t blame me when you hate the end result,” she scoffed playfully at him.
“I’m not going to blame you. And I’m not going to hate it. Just do it already,” he urged her.
“That’s what she said,” Audrey said under her breath as she turned on the electric clippers.
Nick rolled his eyes and shook his head at her over-used sexual joke.
“Sit still,” Audrey shrieked, gripping onto his scalp with her fingers to still him.
She was nervous enough as it was. She had the horrifying task of ridding Nick Jonas of his famous curls. Girls all over the world were going to mourn these beautiful locks that would shortly be falling to the floor of Nick’s over-priced bathroom.
“Here goes nothing,” Audrey said, closing her eyes as she moved the clippers toward his head.
“Audrey!” Nick yelped and her eyes shot open to find his in the mirror.
“Keep your eyes open,” he chuckled.
“Oh, Jesus,” she said, positioning his head again.
“Are you sure about this?” She asked again, biting her lip.
“DO IT, Audrey!” Nick pressed and she knew he meant business.
“Fine! Ahhhhh,” she cried out as she moved the blade across his scalp, cutting a strip of his perfect curls off his head, watching as they hit the marble floor.
“Oh man, oh man, oh man,” Audrey huffed as she cut another row and then another.
“Do you have to make sound effects every time?” Nick chuckled, looking at her in the mirror.
“This is traumatic, Nick!” She yelped, looking at him incredulously.
“It’s just hair, Audrey,” he laughed.
“But… but, it’s your hair. These curls are famous, you know,” she protested.
“Sell them on e-bay then,” he scoffed playfully.
“I’d be rich,” she scoffed back, taking another chunk of hair off with the clippers.
“I am going to have nightmares about this,” she mumbled under her breath.
“It’ll grow back,” he assured her.
“Girls are going to flip,” she said, shaking her head as she continued to sculpt his hair… or lack thereof.
“In a good way?” He smirked at her.
“Mostly in a weeping, crying way,” Audrey told him and he just laughed.
“Are you giving me a Mohawk?” Nick quirked his eyebrow at her.
“What of it?” She said, smirking back at him.
“I don’t think a Mohawk is my kind of hairstyle, Aud,” he chuckled.
“You should always try things at least once,” she smiled, after she finished sculpting his perfect curly ‘hawk.
“Here,” she said, pulling her phone out of her pocket. He turned his head toward her and sent her a glare.
“Smile,” she said, holding up the phone in front of him to snap a picture. Nick being Nick didn’t crack even a hint of a smile. He just looked at me expressionless. Typical.
“Girls like personality, Jonas,” she smirked at him.
“My personality is fine and I don’t need a girl,” he told her matter-of-factly.
“God. Does music seriously make you that happy?” She asked, looking at him through the mirror.
“Yes, it does,” he said seriously. Her best friend was a robot.
“What about companionship? What about kissing and cuddling and… and sex?” She asked, feeling her cheeks flush from her words.
Nick’s eyebrow quirked and his lips pursed as he looked at her through the mirror.
“Oh, don’t tell me you’re actually still a virgin!?” Audrey spat out.
She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation with Nick Jonas after being a fan of theirs for so long, but she couldn’t stop herself from blurting the question out in the moment.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“You’re not? You and Delta? You and Selena? You and Miley?” She pressed.
“Good God, woman. The fangirl has come out in full-force!” Nick chuckled, turning to look at her dead-on instead of looking at her through the mirror.
“Sorry,” she said sheepishly, dialing it back quite a bit. He chuckled more, turning back toward the mirror.
She gulped back the words that wanted to spew out of her mouth, even though she was itching to know the truth. Instead, she continued on his hair.
“Delta,” he said quietly. Audrey’s eyes looked up into his and she could see the sadness in them. His wounds were still fresh from their break-up.
“Oh,” she nodded, continuing his job to give him his mid-life-crisis buzz cut.
His Broadway show How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying had been canceled two months prematurely and they could all tell that Nick was taking it hard. But he wouldn’t talk about it. And then just out of the blue today, the day after his last show, Audrey got a text to meet him at his apartment. When she met him, he had these hair clippers ready and wanted her to shave his trademark curls – which she adamantly refused to do for nearly twenty minutes, until he used his puppy dog eyes on her.
“How are you and Joe doing?” He asked as he cleared his throat, changing the subject from his love life to hers.
“Oh, um. We’re… we’re good,” she said, nodding her head as she slid the blade of the clippers lightly across the back of his neck to shape his hairline.
“And the sex?” Nick smirked and Audrey’s wide eyes shot up to his in the mirror.
“Hey, you asked me about my sex life, friend,” he said sarcastically. Audrey laughed out loud at his little semblance of a joke.
“Oh, you know. We’re banging like rabbits. Just, you know, every night… for hours and hours. Until we pretty much pass out from exhaustion,” she joked, causing Nick to laugh out loud.
“Sounds… painful,” he said, making as disgusted face.
“Oh, it’s all pleasure, Jonas. Nothing but pure pleasure,” she said suggestively.
“Whoa,” they heard Joe’s voice and Audrey’s eyes snapped up to him in the mirror. He was standing in the doorway of Nick’s bathroom looking at the two of them.
“What the hell is going on in here?” Joe smirked at them.
“Oh, you know. I’m just defiling your brother. The usual,” Audrey joked, talking about Nick’s haircut.
“And taking about ‘pleasure’?” Joe looked at her oddly.
“We were just talking about how you two bang like… what was it… rabbits,” Nick chuckled.
“What?” Joe asked, really confused, yet he kept his smile on his face.
“Nick’s joking. He’s totally joking,” Audrey said, smacking Nick in the arm.
“You guys are weird,” Joe said, looking at them oddly.
“Audrey is weird,” Nick scoffed playfully.
“Nicholas Jonas! You are the weirdest person on the planet,” she giggled, shoving his shoulder.
“Ohh-kay,” Joe said awkwardly. Audrey looked up at him and realized they were making him feel uncomfortable with their inside jokes and such.
“You just missed it, Joe. Nick had a Mohawk,” Audrey said, trying to include him.
“Oh, cool,” Joe smirked at her.
“It wasn’t that cool,” Nick said, rolling his eyes.
“You’re lame,” Audrey scoffed at him.
“Are you almost done?” Nick asked.
“You can’t rush perfection, Nicholas!” She yelped at him.
“So, I’m gonna… I’ll be in my room,” Joe said to them.
“Okay,” Audrey said quietly as she watched him walk out of the bathroom.
She finished up Nick’s sideburns in silence.
“You got really quiet all of a sudden,” Nick pointed out.
“I think it makes Joe uncomfortable to see me and you… I don’t know,” she shrugged.
“To see me and you, what? We’re just friends,” Nick said, furrowing his eyebrows.
“Yeah, but… I don’t know. We’re close. Like I know you better than I know him,” she told him.
“But he’s your boyfriend,” Nick said obviously.
“Well, yeah, I know. But still. I know you better,” she told him as she concentrated on his sideburn.
“Maybe if you didn’t bang like rabbits all the time…” Nick said under his breath with a smirk on his lips.
“Shut up,” she giggled lightly, pushing his shoulder again and he laughed out loud.
“There. All done. Now you’re just some tool with a shaved head,” Audrey joked as she smirked at him through the mirror.
“I resent that,” he said dryly, giving her his best unamused look.
“You’re still cute, Nicky,” she smiled as she pinched his cheek.
“Get off me and go get to know your boyfriend,” he laughed, swatting her hand away.
“Let me help you clean this up,” she told him in all seriousness.
“I’ve got it, Audrey,” he told her.
“Are you sure?” She asked him.
“Get outta here,” he said.
“Alright,” she said, setting the clippers down on the countertop before she moved toward the door.
“Hey, Nick,” she said, stopping just before she walked out.
“Yeah,” he said, looking up at her.
“Make sure you bag that hair up nicely. I wanna get top dollar on e-bay for it,” she smirked at him.
“I hope you’re joking,” he said, eyeing her.
Audrey laughed out loud as she rounded the corner out of room before taking the stairs down to find Joe.
“Hi,” she said quietly, standing in the open doorway of the spare bedroom that Joe liked to call home when he was in New York.
“Hey,” he smiled widely, pulling himself up from the edge of the bed where he was sitting as she made her appearance. Audrey took a step toward him and he took two toward her.
“Close the door,” Joe breathed.
Audrey smiled and did what she was told. She and Joe were still getting to know each other. It wasn’t all sex, sex, sex like she joked about with Nick. But there certainly was an aspect of it in their relationship. They both enjoyed all the time they got with one another.
“So, you told my brother that we’ve been banging like rabbits?” Joe smirked at her.
“Oh my god,” Audrey sighed, an embarrassed smile plastered on her face.
“Since when do you talk to him about our sex life?” Joe asked, keeping his teasing smirk on his face.
“I swear, I never meant it to come up,” she said, holding her hand over her face.
“How did it come up?” He asked curiously.
“I don’t know. We were talking about girls weeping over his hair. And he said something like he doesn’t need a girl. And I asked him if he missed the kissing and the cuddling and the sex. I mean, I just blurted it out like an idiot. Like, who in their right mind asks a Jonas Brother about their sex life?” She smirked at him, tacking on the last bit as a joke.
“Yeah, because none of us fuck like rabbits,” Joe said in a playful, sarcastic tone.
“Right. So I mean, I may have asked him something along the lines of who he lost thee old ‘V’ to. And he admitted it was Delta. Then, like… he brought up our sex life as a joke. And I jokingly said that we bang like rabbits. So… yeah,” she explained, feeling all the blood pool in her cheeks.
“You two have a really odd relationship,” Joe laughed out loud.
“We really do,” she laughed, nodding her head.
“Either way, I like coming home to find that you’re already here when I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he smiled as he slid his hands smoothly up and down her arms.
Audrey bit her lip trying to stifle her ridiculous smile, looking at him bashfully. That was probably one of the sweetest things anyone had ever said to her. Joe was always full of beautiful words and he made her heart swell every time he spoke them to her.
His lips pressed against hers in a sweet kiss and she could feel herself melting into him.
“Now that you’re finished scalping my brother, do you think you have a little time to spend with your boyfriend?” He smirked against her lips.
“I think I could check my schedule,” she smiled back, leaving a light kiss on his mouth.
“Fit me in, please,” he said with a whine as he tugged her body closer to his.
She loved being in his arms, with his hands exploring the curves of her sides while his tongue explores the slopes of hers. This man was her dream come true. She had been nothing more than just an idealist before he came along. And the fact that he chose her, the fact that he wants her still continued to blow her mind on a daily basis. She was his and he was hers.
Audrey lay in Joe’s arms, their naked bodies pressed tightly together. There was something so satisfying about making love in the middle of the day. Could she really call it making love? They hadn’t declared such things to each other. Yet, yes. She would call it making love. Everything with Joe was just so lovely.
“Have you heard of fanfiction?” Audrey asked him out of the blue. He laughed out loud at her question.
“What?” She asked with a smile as she looked up at him.
“Yes. I’ve heard of fanfiction. Why?” He smirked at her.
“I don’t know. Sometimes I just feel like I’m living in one,” she sighed, resting her head back against his chest.
“Why because you were a fan?” He asked, still chuckling lightly.
“I am a fan,” she told him matter-of-factly.
“My biggest fan?” He questioned happily.
“Of course. I am devoted to you,” she breathed.
“Devoted, huh?” He asked.
“I am,” she told him honestly.
“Hey,” he said, curling his fingers under her chin to meet their vision.
“Hmm,” she hummed.
“I’m devoted to you too,” he told her in all seriousness.
She gave him a soft smile just before his lips pressed against hers again.
“This is real life,” he reassured her.
“I’m glad,” she breathed, snuggling against him once again.