Dear Nick Jonas,
You can't like me either this fast or not. Because I might not be the person you'd imagined when you see me face to face. I might annoy you from the second we say 'hi' until the last minute of goodbye. I might not be as beautiful as you'd imagined so please don't put your hopes too high. Now you make nervous.
Great. Monday, 10 a.m at Starbucks in the town you were stranded when your bus malfunctioned. I'll be wearing a dark blue polka dots dress on that day and you might want to be a good spy to spot me because I like to sit far at a corner of a restaurant and burried my face into my laptop. Oh and in case if anyone ever wears the same dress as me though I highly doubt that. So until then, no letters, I guess.
See you next week, Nick. There will be five more days until next Monday so go do something to occupy yourself like drinking and smoking because with me, you aren't allowed to do any of those.
See you.
A.J
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LETTERS FROM NICK JONAS
FanfictionAmelia "A.J" Jenkins is a nobody so when she receives letters, and that the writer claims that he is the famous Nick Jonas, she refuses to believe him. But one day...
