(A/N): I don't own Jesse McCartney. I own everything else

"Where did Jesse go?" Emmy asked

"Still on the phone, with miss 'I'm So Popular and everyone's my slave'" I said chuckling, as I turned off the radio we we're listening to '7 things' by Miley Cyrus.

"What are they still talking about? It's been forty-five minutes " She said

"How am I spoused to know? It's not like I'm listening to them on the other line." I said as we both smiled widely at each other, for the bright idea that just struck us.

I got up from the bean chair I was seating on, as she followed my lead, we went down stairs, and peaked from the kitchen at him, he was pacing back and forth, with his hand occasionally roaming through his hair, he was using the living room cordless phone, so I decided to use the phone that's in the kitchen.

"What are they saying? What are they saying?" Emmy asked enthusiastically.

"I didn't pick the phone up yet!" I said as we both chuckled.

I picked it up and put it up to my ear, but still resting on my shoulder so we both can listen.

"Look I'm sorry, I really am sorry about what I said in front of your friends, I was just joking " Jesse said

"I don't care. It wasn t funny, and they were pissed."

"Katie what're you talking about, they were laughing like crazy. It's not a big deal if Jansen replaced your shampoo with honey, it was ages ago, it's still funny and everyone still laughs until tears when they hear it. And they seem like ni "

"You don't even get it." She said, that mean, evil girl, I hate her for hurting him constantly.
We both looked at each other in disbelief when we heard her going off 'bout that. We were there when he told the story, everyone did laugh, and no one made fun of her.
It was a funny situation it wasn't anything to be embarrassed of.

"Look I'm so, so sorry if it hurt you, just please relax and please try to forget about it, I promise I'm not gonna make anymore jokes in front of you" He said in a pleading tone. I guess he was just tired of all the drama that she brings, I was starting to feel bad for him.

"Look, I just want to take a break " She said, as our jaws dropped to the floor, and eyes got three times wider. What a bitch! I took a look at Jesse who has frozen in his place, and didn't respond after thirty seconds.

"But Why?" He asked sounding as if he was about to cry.
"This is just not working out, you don't care about us at all." She said

"I don't care " He trailed off.

"Bye, Jesse." She said and hung up.

He sat down on the couch in the dim lights, (There was just a street light shinning from the window. He put his face in his hands, and sat like that. I know I couldn't exactly hear him, But I was sure as hell, he was crying, he's my best friend since birth, I know him better than his sister does.

"We should just go upstairs. If he needs someone to talk to you know he'll follow us." Emmy whispered "Besides he will get angry if he knew we were eavesdropping on his phone call" She whispered.

"Yeah, you're right." I said as we slowly tip-toed our way upstairs to his room, I sat back on the bean chair, and so did Emmy, (it's a big bean chair), we sat with our backs against each other, as we started reading some magazines, she read a fashion magazine and I a teen magazine, we turned on the stereo on 'Pushing me Away' by the Jonas Brothers, it was the start of the first chorus. We listened through the song as Emmy commented, "How ironic." She said as I chuckled.

When we heard foot steps coming closer, we quickly stopped laughing; we knew it's Jesse's, I mean his parents are out for the night working, his sister's at a slumber party and his brother's on camp. So he had the place for himself tonight, that's why we came here so he wouldn't be lonely. He opened the door slowly as he came in, his eyes looked red and puffy; he was crying, just like I thought he was.

"What's wrong?" I asked, as he plopped on the bed.

"Nothing " He said, in a sad, baby voice. Which means in our language; please keep asking me until, I spell it.

"Then why do you look so messed up?" I asked

"Well if you must know." He said shifting so he was looking at us. "Katie just broke up with me." He said, his eyes filling with tears again.

"That sucks!." I said getting up and hugging him. It just sickened me, moments like this, when I have to be there for him, and stopping him from crying and stuff, for OTHER girls. I love him so much, before any other girl did, before the fame and all.

"It'll be o.k. you know; there will be other girls " I said hugging him tightly; I just never wanted to let him go.

"I'm gonna go downstairs and fix me something to eat." He said, wiping away his tears.

He walked out, and the moment he closed the door, Emmy said.

"You should tell him!"

"What, No way, Uh-uh. He just got his heartbroken, by that idiot, I think I should wait, until it heels a little," I said as we both sat down in silence.

I just started thinking to myself, about Katie, how could she break up with him, over a joke?, she's so immature, and self involved, Can she really stand breaking someone's heart, just because she imagined in her sick brains that it hurt her pride.

My eyes started filling with tears, and they began flowing gently down my cheek. Emmy noticed and gave me a concerned look, and came up to me and knelt down in front of me.

"Come on, Twinkle tooth, it'll only take a week, before you can go tell him, that's if we're thinking about not hurting him, which we wouldn't, if you asked tomorrow, He wouldn't mind, believe me I know." She said

"That's not it." I said

"Then what is it?" She asked, sitting next to me.

"Katie is just she's such an idiot, how can she let him go just like that." I said.

"Dude, it took you this long to realize her-thinking abilities-where were you when she thought the orange is spelled with a 'j' " She said, making me chuckle.
"Now, wipe those tears girly," She said, helping me to my feet.

"Come on you wanna go play some mind games, and drive him nuts," She said as I laughed a little.

"I don't think it's a good idea, he's really devastated right now."

"Oh please, that's why I want to play with his mind." She said "It'll get his mind off things."

"Yeah, right, but still ."
We kept going back and forth like that as we made our way out and closed the door.

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