Catching This Lovebug *finished* [A JB short story]

C'mon, post next chapter! I comment! I comment!

Pwease post the next chapter. *insert puppy dog face here* XD

Do it!!

All right, all right. XD I'll have more up asap!

Awesome story so far
i really really like it

Thanks!



“Hey Stella, how are you today?”

“I’m good, Mrs. Jonas! Thanks,” Stella replied, smiling happily as she walked into the house. She was over at the Jonas’s nearly every day now after school, spending time with Nick when he wasn’t busy.

“Great,” she replied pleasantly. “I’ll go tell Nick you’re here!” She traipsed upstairs to the boys’ rooms, and Stella went to sit down in their living room.

“Oh, great starry one, I bid you my piece,” Frankie said in an obnoxiously awed tone, entering the room and bowing to her. “I would like nothing more than to grant the every wish of my soon-to-be sister-in-law.”

Stella rolled her eyes. “Hi, Frankie.”

He grinned, and then hollered, “Oh, Joe!! Guess who!”

“WAHOO!” Joe howled, and there was a thudding as he stampeded down the stairs and into the living room to plop himself down on the couch by Stella.

“So, great starry one, how has your life been for the past twenty-four hours? I bet you’ve been dying without your precious Nicky. Oh, dear goodness, help me - I’m dying without my Nickypoo!” At the end he did a high-pitched, girly voice.

“Hello to you, too, Joe,” she replied, not even blushing - she was way used to his shenanigans by now.

“Goodbye, Joe, Frankie,” Nick sounded, entering exasperatedly into the room.

Frankie shrieked, throwing his hands in the air, and he raced away before his brother could do anything to him.

“Come on man, this is a free country,” Joe insisted, lounging back against the couch.

“I’ll call Big Rob,” Nick threatened.

“Oh, no, not Big Rob,” he said weakly. But, with a reluctant sigh, he stood and loped out to go do something else.

“Hey Stella,” Nick said, grinning at her as she stood. “Ready to go?”

She nodded, grinning back at him. “Yes.” They went outside, heading towards the park where they usually hung out to avoid the three other brothers, hand-in-hand.



Stella sat alone on the park bench while Nick went to go buy hot cocoa from the hot cocoa stand - she didn’t really want to be standing in line.

She smiled as she breathed in the crisp, frigid air, staring up at the trees as little puffs of cloud were breathed out of her mouth. She pulled her coat tighter around herself, wishing it were still autumn so that it wasn’t so cold. She didn’t mind as much, though, since Nick was with her.

Or would be with her, once he got out of the drink line.

Suddenly, there was a slam. “We found another one!” someone yelled, and suddenly, something hard slammed down on her head. With a gasp, Stella fell forward to the ground with the force of the blow, and everything went black.

* * *

Hours later, Stella woke up in a dark room. Everything was swaying back and forth, and she had a nauseous urge - she wanted to throw up, almost. But the throbbing, screaming pain in the back of her head was overshadowing everything else.

Where am I? she wondered, lifting a hand to test her vision. What . . . happened?

Then she wondered something else - Who am I?

* * *

“Hey, babe - you, me, movies at seven?” Joe asked smoothly, leaning against a wall as he stared lovingly a cardboard cutout of Kelly Clarkson. (A note from the author - this was when she was SKINNY - if she ever was - I honestly don't know! XD)

“Hey, Joe - WHOA!” Nick walked into Joe’s room, and when he saw what Joe was up to, he backed away with wide, freaked-out eyes.

“Hey, lil’ bro, whassup?” Joe said, turning to gaze coolly at his brother. “Would you mind getting out? I’m practicing my pickups.” Turning back to his Kelly Clarkson, he said, “Hey, you know what? I have a library card, and I am checking you out.”

“I don’t wanna know,” Nick said with a shudder. “But . . . do you know where Stella is? She . . . left when we were at the park . . . and she won’t answer her phone . . .”

Joe frowned. “Dude, you’re seriously harshing me. I can’t concentrate on pickups when you’re talking about a girl dumping you -” Then he looked at his watch. “Aww, not again!!”

“What?” Nick asked, halfheartedly.

“It’s 7:05, not seven!” Joe wailed. “Fate always ruin my plans! Goodbye, Kelly - I was fine until I found out it was 7:05.” He calmly stowed the cutout in his closet. “I’ll talk to you at 7:06,” he whispered to the door.

Next part on page 5, post 7.

Lol, the part with Frankie was funny!! (This is just a random question, are Kevin and Elvis ever gonna be in the story?)

Aww, poor Nick and Stella!

Lol, thanks! Kevin's actually coming up soon, but I think I'd forgotten about Elvis! xD I'll have to remember to add him next time I'm writing this.

Seriously! Why would she include an insignificant dog?

Aww, Elvis isn't insignificant! 3= Poor little puppy.

Cuz Elvis is Nick's puppy!! And cuz Elvis is the cutest Jonas!!!

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I didn't know you made a JB fanfiction .
I hope mine doesn't seem likeyours! I didn't even know about this before I made mine XD

I love the story!

*sigh* He's not really a Jonas.

Yes! HE IS! =3 Nick comes in second though.

XD Lol, I don't think yours does! It's unique! =3 And thanks!

But isn't Angel an - um, a Monique? XD (Not my real last name, but it's my pen name. Stephanie Monique.)

Poor, Stella.... Weird Joe 0.o

Elvis IS a Jonas!!!!! My aunt and uncle's dog, Hanoma, is a member of the family!!! (substitue to putting our last name. XD) She's my cousin!!!

shadowsowner888 wrote:Yes! HE IS! =3 Nick comes in second though.

For what?

Cutest Jonas, and no, Joe should. he's the one with the awesome hair.

I agree with Shadow. Elvis is cutest, Nick is 2nd.

You made me crack up. XD Lol! Yes, quite, though. Poor Stella, weird Joe.

Oh! I need to add some more! XD

Yes, Shadow!! Add more!! XD

Nick sat alone in his room later, on his bed, feeling like crying for once. Why did everything have to be ruined every time he had a girlfriend? Stella probably . . . ugh. This sucked. Now he could only fear the worst - he could only fear 7:05.

Suddenly, Big Rob crashed in through his open window. “Nick! Man, we gotta hurry -”

“What happened?” Nick asked in shock. Had another fangirl snuck into the house?

“Your girlfriend - I just saw the news - man, she’s been kidnapped by those same dudes that took Joe’s best friend and Frankie’s crush! The same ones that trapped you in the alley, that one time, too - the ones out to get you.”

“Oh my BEAVER!” Nick shouted, leaping to his feet, all feelings of betrayal gone. (A note from the author - "BEAVER!" is actually a word we use to censor a different bad word, but I actually did put BEAVER!. XD) “We have to save her - Big Rob, you are not doing anything to go get her without me.”

“You and Joe and Kevin are coming with me to rescue her,” he informed Nick. “Come outside - I need to fetch the others.” He pulled Nick outside. A thought then flitted through Nick’s mind - why had Big Rob taken the window?

* * *

Joe was lounging in a chair, with Kelly Clarkson leaning across the other. “So babe, how are you tonight?” he asked. “I was thinking maybe you’d like to go to a movie with me - how ‘bout it?”

Big Rob crashed through his window then. “Man, what are you doing?” he asked exasperatedly. “What happened to Demi? Don’t tell me you got a new cutout already?”

Joe scrambled to his feet. “Man! What the heck - you just totally ruined this! I was reaching her for once - now she’ll never date me.”

“Man, isn’t that girl like thirty?”

“Yeah, something like that. So?”

Big Rob shook his head. “Well, anyway, you and Kevin have to come help Nick and I.”

“Help you with what?”

“Remember the gang that took your best friend and Frankie’s crush and had you cornered in the alley the one time.”

“Again: Yeah, so?”

“They took Stella.”

“Oh, that explains it then.”

Big Rob stared at him.

“What?!” Joe protested, before Big Rob got it into his head to hurt him or something.

“What did I tell you before that?”

“Oh . . . man, crud! Why does Nick’s girlfriend have to ruin my greatest date yet?!” he whined. But, he reluctantly went out the window with Big Rob.

“Hi Joe,” Nick greeted him, pacing the lawn in desperation.

“Wait, why didn’t Big Rob use the door?” he asked, just before Big Rob came down to the ground.

Nick shrugged. “Dunno” was all he mumbled.

“Come on man, that’s not fair!”

* * *

Kevin sat in his room, pretending to mow the lawn. “MRRR, VRMMM,” he hummed, holding his arms out in front of him as he paced the room. An ecstatic grin was on his face - this was the most fun in the world!

“Dude, why are you mowing the lawn? Didn’t you have to wash the windows first?”

Kevin shrugged. “I thought it’d be fun to mix it up a little,” he explained, turning to face Big Rob who was standing in the doorway.

Big Rob stared at him with his classic expression.

“What does that expression mean this time?” Kevin asked the blank face, crossing his arms.

Big Rob shook his head. “The Teenage Boys Gang took Nick’s girlfriend.”

“What?! The same ones that you rescued us from in the alley?!”

“The very ones.”

“We gotta help him!”

“Way ahead of you. Follow me.” They then strolled out of the house, to where Nick was still pacing and where Joe was lounging with boredom flat against the lawn.

“I feel you, Nick,” Kevin said sincerely, placing his hand on Nick’s shoulder once he stopped. Nick made no reply.



Stella was alone.

Her small room swayed to a steady rhythm, and the only opening was a small, round window. She went to peer out, but could see nothing but darkness. There was no light in the sky; it was all covered by billowy, dark clouds.

There was a liquid slapping she could hear, against the side of the building . . . she looked down, and saw the ground moving. It was dark and blue.

Water . . . am I on a boat? she wondered. Her still-fuzzy head couldn’t understand.

But she still knew nothing about herself.

Who was she? Where was she from? When did she get taken here? What was she doing here? Why was she here? All of these questions she had no answer to. Not even a flicker of memory like she got when she recognized water.

She mechanically walked back to her small cot, laying down on it as she waited for something. For anything.

Suddenly a door creaked open. “What happens to her?” a voice whispered.

“That’s why we’re here - we’re taking her to the boss, so he can tell us what to do with her and the others,” sighed an exasperated voice. “How many times do I have to explain this?!”

“Where is the boss again?” Then there was a low thud. “Ouch!” the voice protested.

“Shut up,” said the aggravated one.

“I’m still not sure about this . . . I mean, her and the other girl . . . why girls? We can’t hurt girls.”

“The boss will most likely be the one hurting them, idiot,” he snapped. “And besides, it’s their girlfriends being stolen that hurts them the most - remember, we were told to cause them as much pain as possible by taking the ones close to them before we went after the bros themselves.

“That’s mean,” the original one murmured.

“TOO BAD!” he roared, and then there was stomping.

Stella’s door was closed, and then another set of heavy footsteps clonked away.

“I wonder who they’re trying to hurt,” Stella whispered. “And who’s the other girl - and all the rest of the ‘others’? And who were those men?” Then she realized, “I guess I wasn’t supposed to know where I am or why I’m here . . . or what I’m doing. What they’re doing. So that’s three questions less to answer.” She sighed quietly, closing her eyes.

Next part on page 7, post 5.

Aww, she can't remember.

Yeah, it's just so classic! XD She gets amnesia and forgets everything about herself!

And (I'm predicting) if there's gonna be a happy ending, something's gonna jog her memory and then she'll remember everything. If there's a sad ending (predicting again) then she's never gonna remember.