-- if this was a movie

[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW nina wasn't really married to an argentinean soccer player named pablo, but jack probably figured that out. it was how nina usually was - someone who liked to kid around particularly when it concerned someone as gullible as jack could be. speaking of the devil, jack was coming over meaning nina had to furiously clean her tribeca loft in less than half an hour. telling pablo to piss off wasn't a problem... considering he didn't even exist, but there was one thing she had to hide - a stash of pot. yes it was tragic, nina started smoking pot. or at least it was going to be a one off thing. nonetheless, she couldn't let jack find out about this because who knew what could go down. picking up the small packet with the rolled up drug, she paced to her room and pulled up a chair to climb it and reach the very top of her walk in closet. she was standing at 5'10", meaning this closet was huge height and width-wise. digging around she finally found a small box filled with her priceless valuables and placed her stash inside before tucking it away deep inside a pile of old folded clothes. like she needed to do it anyway considering her wardrobe was extremely messy and she couldn't find anything in there these days. stepping down, she carried the chair back into the bedroom and dropped herself onto the comforts of her bed thinking that jack was coming over and her home was a mess. ( TAGGED FOR SID/JACK . taylor swift made these lyrics. it's a ghey and long starter.)

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

If nina clarke were to ever get married to a good looking hispanic soccer player, jack would most likely be the first to know. granted, he was still surprised that something may have happened between nina and that leo clown and he didn't even know about it, but he wouldn't be so out of the loop. though she sounded serious, he knew it was a joke all along. he was about a block away from tribeca when he told her he was coming over. he was out of his usual jogs, so he didn't look as decent as he usually did. there was a clean shave, sure. but he was in a sweats, nothing too attractive, even though his looks always made up for a fashion emergency. when he finally got to her block, he put his iphone away and made his way into the lobby. he'd only really been here once and he couldn't remember sticking around. it was around the times when nina hated his guts. she probably still did, but she at least liked him now. or maybe more. so anyway, he made his way to her door eventually and knocked on the door, pulling out his iphone once more to turn on his camera and at least fix up his hair before she opened the door.

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[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW she remained on top of her bed thinking about what could happen once jack would walk through her door. would they just talk and catch up on life or would something more happen? to be honest, nina just wanted to talk. about anything? sure. perhaps they could even talk about the relationship between them and where they wanted to go to from here. she hadn't realised that time had passed until she heard the door knock and she snapped out of her daydream. getting up, she exited the room closing the door behind her to conceal the mess. lightly on her feet, she ran to her door and unlocked it, opening it up to see jack standing in front of her. "hi." she smiled before stepping aside to let him in.

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

when the door opened, the first thing he noticed was that disgusting smell that came out when she did. "hello gorgeous." he wasn't sure what the hell it was, so he ignored it with a straight face and let himself inside to plant a light kiss on the girl's lips, walking further into the loft. he forgot how nice this place was. pretty cozy-looking. with a smile on his face, he turned to her and spoke, "place sure looks as bad as it smells. and so you do." jack joked a little while tossing a wink if jack had one thing he was OCD about, it was tidyness. he couldn't stand staying in a messy home. not even for a visit. "since when are you so messy?" nonetheless, he shrugged it off before finding his way into the kitchen to grab himself a glass of water.

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[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW she usually wasn't this messy. she wasn't messy at all. but since filming was back on and the fact that she was writing her fourth album amongst other things, she couldn't find the time to clean up anymore. she'd be forced to hire a maid just to clean up this mess, which she swore to herself was only going to be a one time thing. having jack bailey visit her now wasn't so great knowing that the man was a neat-freak, but she forgot that seeing as she was so wrapped up with working. it was partly the reason why she started smoking pot. it was changing her a lot. when he commented on the smell of the place she cringed on the inside. shoot! thought to herself while she smiled for him on the outside. "well sorry i ran out of incense," she replied, picking up a pair of her boots just laying there in front of them. "i've been too busy to clean up these days it's ridiculous. i think i need to borrow your maid for a day or two." she joked before neatly placing her boots... somewhere. "so what are you doing here again?" following him into the kitchen she opened the huge food cupboard and grabbed a packet of tim-tams which she'd brought back from home. opening the packet, she picked a biscuit out for herself then slid the rest across the bench towards jack.

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

luckily for nina, jack never got anywhere near that stuff so he didn't know what on earth it smelt like. he just knew there was an odd and unwelcoming scent. it was a good thing he decided to ignore it considering he actually was able to look at her home past all the mess. he managed to smile back at her and just watched as she picked up her shoes out of the way as soon as he lifted one of her coats to hang them up on the coat rack by the door. "I let her go," he chuckled to himself and crossed his arms, "she let dust gather." he knew he sounded awfully feminine, he didn't care. "i was in the neighborhood. thought i'd visit, get lucky perhaps?" he winked at her with his charming grin, but eventually shrugged, "but there's no way i'm getting laid in a mess like this." after reaching her refrigerator, he pulled out a bottle of water and turned around only to find a packet of tim-tams waiting for him. "man, i love these things," last time he had these were the day before he signed the papers to divorce nina, he didn't care about the memories. this things were just really tasty. he helped himself after drinking the entire bottle of water and soon enough started to straighten things up. not for sex, just for both of their sake. besides, it was a weakness.

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[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW nina didn't like the smell herself, but she could smell right past that and think about how great it made her feel. of course the first time made her cough and feel a bit gross inside, but after a few minutes she was off in a happy place. or something of that degree. nina's typist doesn't really know as she's never smoked in her life so she's just winging it. anyway. "that's a shame." she said of the maid being fired. she wasn't sure if it was the same one during their marriage cause that maid kept her company and willfully listened to nina's rants about how her life sucked... at the time. "...get lucky perhaps?" she scoffed at that and rolled her eyes. typical jack. "i'll think about it." he was right, getting laid in a messy place was not much of a turn-on unless messy places turned you on. freaks. tim-tams were unbelievably delicious so she wasn't surprised that jack liked them as much as he did. she could only make a hum as she took a bite, tasting the chocolate and feeling it melt in her mouth. now nina's typist has definitely tried tim-tams before. finishing the biscuit she licked the melted chocolate from her fingers. "so uh... how have you been?" she asked him.

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

jack's typist is greatly proud that nina's doesn't have a clue what it's like to be high on drugs. "yeah, well she let dust gather. i know you two were close, though." jack wasn't going to mention that the maid did get a little attached after having sex with jack. nina didn't need to know that. jack chuckled when she scoffed at him and crossed his arms, "of course you will." so anyway, jack's typist also knows what tim-tams taste like thanks to nina's typist, so she knows why jack would love them so much. "me? i've been...tidy." he said to her, chuckling once again as he picked up yet another biscuit and consuming it within seconds. those things always did bring back good memories, despite the fact that those memories also involved nina hating him the whole time. then again, they both were in love with each other, even though they don't mention or act like it. and the fact that they could casually keep up a friendship like this with casual conversations made it clear they were gonna be okay. as friends, of course. jack didn't mind it...yet. "but yeah, i've been great. i could really get used to this producing thing. haha. what about you? how's the show going?" he wasn't going to mention that he hadn't been watching life intertwined anymore.

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[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW well, nina's typist knows what pot smells like. long story, and it wasn't her fault, but she knew the smell and it wasn't nice. actually she thinks she smelled some on the way home today. anyway! when jack said that he knew how close they were, nina sighed sadly thinking she'd probably never be able to see her buddy again. had she known that jack had sex with the maid she would have been disgusted. very disgusted. he responded to her question and she rolled her eyes at his statement. very very funny. so nina hadn't been able to keep herself tidy for a while... sue her. unlike jack, tim-tams didn't give nina good or bad memories. only a feeling that felt like she was back home in australia. see she had many of these during various events in her life. as for mini cupcakes however, they gave her memories during the time of their divorce. she didn't realise that she had scoffed so much each day until one of the producers on the show asked her if she was pregnant. to which she replied no and had somehow given them inspiration to give bridget a pregnancy scare plot on the show. how was the show going? "they've given me a contract to sign to keep me for a few more years, but i don't know if i want to continue with the show anymore." was what she said. she continued, "the last few months of doing this album is going to take up so much time, i'm not sure i have enough. hell i don't have enough time now!" judging by the state of her home. "but i have a lot of movies on offer for me to take for the summer and i'd love to do one... i'm talking too much, i'll shut up now!"

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

don't worry, anna. i know what pot smells like too, unfortunately. luckily for nina, jack has no clue what the hell the smell is and if he did, his feelings for nina clarke that were turning into more love than he ever felt for anyone would just go away. or lessen by a significant amount. jack watched as she rolled her eyes at him, smiling once again as he remembered the good old times when she rolled her eyes at him every time he made a Jack-Bailey comment. it was one of the things he found to be her cutest qualities. aside from the fact that once she started talking about herself, she didn't stop until she said everything that needed to be said. he looked around her place once more when she said she didn't have enough time even now. after she finished, jack chuckled and finished up another bottle of water. He walked around over to her to fold his hands around her waist, pulling her closer to plant a small kiss on her lips. "The show won't be the same without you and you know it." he'd always been the one to think of others before he thought of himself so he managed to let out the first thing that came to mind. "The album's only for a few months right?" He finally let go and jumped up on the counter. "You'll get through it and get back on track with the show. You should sign it," Jack shrugged. "Unless you're thinking about another movie?" Last movie she was in was with Jack in For Better or For Worse. Good times. "Considering how well your last one turned out."

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[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW you know what, i'm actually really surprised that jack bailey doesn't know what pot smells like, but hey, nina's pretty lucky that he didn't or else his visit would get cut very short. she kissed him on the lips and she smiled, realising how much she missed his arms around her and his lips on hers. he gave her reassuring words about the show then suggested she sign it... before not suggesting... anyway. leaning on the kitchen bench she crossed her arms and looked at jack thinking about what he was saying. well she still had a few months left to work on the album but as she'd said before they were going to be the most busiest. her music manager was already hinting at another tour to promote the album so did that mean she'd have to take a break from the show or leave? she didn't realise that she was already putting too much on her plate. "i'll have to keep thinking about it. it's hard." she simply said then pointed out, "then again if i made another movie i might get hitched to my next male co-star... who might not be you." she smirked.

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

despite all the outrageous things he’s done, he’s never given drugs a single shot. Ever. If Nina ever tried it, it would probably be for the best if Jack didn’t know. He loved this girl; it would change their relationship forever if he ever found out. He wouldn’t know how to react at all. ”If anyone can handle the next few months of it, it’s definitely you.” He said to her with a shrug. ”Don’t overwork yourself, though.” Jack wasn’t sure if his opinion even mattered, but he hoped he was able to help her out. He straightened up on the counter when she spoke and crossed his arms to look down at her as if he was completely disappointed by what she said. He wasn’t, but just wanted to show that she had made her point. ”Good point. Turn down the movie productions. Focus on L.I.” He chuckled before slipping off once again, and straightened up the rest of the area casually. ”Other than the hard work, how’s the album going?” He asked.

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[nina]

[atrb=width,430,true][atrb=style,background: repeat url(http://i686.photobucket.com/albums/vv227/hay-anna/SWP0116.jpg), bTable] come back to me like , YOU WOULD, YOU WOULD IF THIS WAS A MOVIE STAND IN THE RAIN OUTSIDE 'TIL I CAME OUT COME BACK, COME BACK, COME BACK TO ME LIKE YOU COULD, YOU COULD IF YOU JUST SAID YOU'RE SORRY I KNOW THAT WE COULD WORK IT OUT SOMEHOW BUT IF THIS WAS A MOVIE YOU'D BE HERE BY NOW the moral of the story is that don't do drugs. my friends have, but i've never been around them or will i ever be. they are baaaaddd. the thing with nina is that she loved writing and making music. she didn't really think about overworking herself when she was immersed in music because she just loved it so much. no one could understand how much it really meant to her, not even jack. it was nice that he was concerned for her and she smiled with gratitude. "i'll make sure of it." although she probably wasn't going to and would overwork herself out anyway. it wasn't very healthy, but she always pulled through. a bigger smile came to her face when he asked her about the album. "it's almost done! i'd say about 80 to 90 percent? then there's finishing touches to the mix and photoshoots... nothing special." she casually said although she was beaming. she couldn't wait until she got to release her new album and share her music to the world. "so where are you off to after new york?" she asked him.

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'complete 'nina c. / anna! 'triceba loft, manhattan 'outfit 'lyrics - rob thomas

jack too had never been around anyone who had been under the influence of drugs and he never wanted to be. Moreover, he cared about Nina far too much to even consider drugs would be a problem he’d have to deal with. In fact, the only problem was Jack himself. For a while now, he had known that this girl deserved better than Jack Bailey. Being an A-list and with her being a B-list, Jack still felt as though she was far out of his league. Way too far. She just didn’t see it yet. ”Hey, that’s great! Can’t wait to see the finished work.” He grinned soon enough, pretty excited to listen to the new album. Well, duh. It was Nina Clarke’s album. He had the covers of her first three framed in his home in LA. ”Oh, lots of places. Cali half the time, Canada, Czech…Australia.” At the last one, he just kinda smirked, crossing his arms. ”It’s good to be famous, no?” He chuckled before he continued to straighten up until the living room and kitchen both looked absolutely spotless.

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