A Simple Love Story. Not!

"Do you have some type of system so they can't track you back to your room or something?" I asked while Joe and I were running down the hotel hallways. His head going every which way to try and see if any paparazzi were going to pop out of nowhere.

"Yeah, we uhh...yeah. We lose them and get back to the room as soon as possible so they don't find out what room we're at." he said still looking around him. I nodded my head and chanced a look back over my shoulder to see 10 or so paparazzi turning the corner of the hallway that we were running down and even though it was scary as hell to be chased down by people with cameras, it was also kind of liberating.

I actually kinda felt like an action star running for my life away from the bad guys or a speeding car or something.

"Wow, I watch way too many movies."

Joe hand suddenly tugged on mine and he pulled me through a doorway that he had opened, and it took me a miliesecond to realize that it was the stairwell since I almost tripped over the first stair.

I didn't want to slow him down at all, and even though he was booking it, taking two stairs at a time, I had to take 3, almost tripping a couple of times since my legs weren't quite long enough to keep doing the constant stretching. Thankfully Joe had a tight hold on my hand and just kept pullig me behind him.

I heard the door that we went through almost shut but then got re-opened right when he hit the second floor and Joe threw the door open and then kept going, making me stumble over my feet since I was planning on running straight out the door that he had opened. But he managed to pull me to the landing in between the second and third floor doors and we both crouched down, trying to breath deeply but quietly at the same time. And let me tell you, it was a very difficult thing to do.

I could hear footsteps being heard and shouting that "We" were almost getting away and that we were on the second floor before the door was wrenched open by the paparazzi yet again and Joe seemed to think it was ok to start walking up the stairs again once they ran through the doorway.

We passed the 3rd level and went straight for the fourth, hopefully not having any paparazzi up there already for us to try and find some place to hide.

"You're really smart." I stated once we made our way out of the stairwell and onto the 4th floor deserted hallway.

He turned his head and sent me a smile while saying a quick, "Thanks" before going back to paying attention to the hallway incase we were to run into anymore paparazzi.

I smiled back at him and then glanced down from feeling myself blush from his perfect smile and it was brought to my attention that we still were holding hands.

I couldn't help but have an unusual warm feeling spread through my body at the meer sight of our hands intertwined together, but then all to suddenly I was getting pulled into a vending and ice machine room.

"Wha-?" was all I was able to get out before Joe pulled me behind the ice machine that had about a 3 feet space between it and the wall and shoving me up against it, his hand over my mouth.

He took his hand off of my mouth when I gave him a confused look and he simply mouthed the word, "Paparazzi." to me.

I nodded my head and closed my eyes, taking in a hopefully quiet deep breath and upon opening them again, I realized how close we really were.

He had me completely pinned up against the ice machine, his body pressed right up against mine.

There was a huge contrast of sensations between his burning body up against my front and the cold metal of the ice machine against my back and I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh, trying to get rid of all the dirty images I had just recieved due to our body positions.

Just feeling his skin up against mine was mind blowing and I could've sworn I silently started to hyper-ventilate. This was all to much for me. I just realized that I liked the kid 3 hours ago and now here I am, completely pinned underneath him.

Thank God we're not on a bed.

And I silently groaned for thinking that because then a whole nother mess of images came swarming into my head. I took yet another deep breath before looking up but stopping when I came across his toned stomach, his abs clearly visible and I'm pretty sure, not only Joe, but everyone in the hotel could here my heart beat pounding from that sight. I slowly made myself look up, memorizing his abs before moving up to his pecs and then his face that was poking out the side of the ice machine to get a better look at what was going on.

He was biting his bottom lip and that alone, made me bite mine. Gah I wish I was biting that lip right now. His hair was semi-dry and hanging a little in his left eye and it gave him a sexy look to his lip biting.

I could feel myself falling...not literally falling, falling fast for him from just being pinned up against him when his head snapped back at me, his eyes completely wide and alert.

He slowly lifted his hand that was closest to the wall and brought it up to his mouth and extending his index finger over his it to indicate for me to be quiet.

Like I could even form or comprehend words at the moment.

I tried to nod my head in understanding but then me moved his finger and I got lost in thinking about what his lips might feel like against mine.

They were slighlty red on the bottom from his biting and I again wished that I had been the one who could have made it that red.

He studied me for a few minutes and I made myself look up into his eyes and my heart nearly melted from looking at them. This boy made me complete mush just by looking at me the way he was right now.

I saw him take a glance down quickly before smushing his lips together before looking back up at me and raising his hand that was just by his mouth, and wrapped it around my neck to have it rest on the back of it.

I gulped loudly, I'm pretty sure, and my heart was now working overtime due to the fact that my stomach had become alive with butterflies again and the way he was looking at me.

He got that, "I'm going to kiss you" look in his eyes and I nearly cried from wanting him to just kiss me with how nervous and yet anxious I was.

He moved his head, just barely an inch towards me and I instinctly bite my bottom lip. A smirk appeared across his face before he moved in closer to me and that's when my head started to spin and it felt like my lungs were going to give out on me from the lack of air they were getting.

I closed my eyes when he was right infront of my lips and barely felt him kiss my lips before he pulled away, leaving shivers running up and down my spine along with a burning sensation on the spot where we had very little contact.

I almost whimpered out when he pulled away but then his hand pulled my neck towards him while he pushed himself onto me, his lips finally getting the full contact that I wanted and needed.

I couldn't breathe. Not because he was pushing himself on me, but because he was on me. His skin felt like it was on fire once it made full body contact with mine. And as corny as it sounds, he literally took my breath away when he kissed me the way he was.

I literally couldn't wrap it around my head that I was kissing my best friend. My Best Friend that ended up being Joseph Adam Jonas.

And yet...right there...in those very seconds....doing the very thing that I've wanted to since I realized that I actually liked him, I couldn't do it. I coudn't keep kissing him.

I pushed him away from me lightly, just enough to cause air to actually come between us. I heard a groan escape from him when our bodies disconnected from each other and our lips weren't touching anymore.

"What's wrong?" he practically whined out while his eyebrows knit together out of confusion as to why I broke off the kiss.

I looked down at the ground, not believing that I was actually going to be saying this to him.

"I can't do this. It's to hard."

"No it's not. It's so easy. See!" he said and put his hand on my cheek and pulled my face up to his to kiss me, but last second I turned my head and he ended up kissing my cheek.

"No, it's not. It's just going to make it harder for the both of us when you leave today." I managed to get out, my voice cracking at the very end.

I did NOT want to start crying. I swore to myself that I wasn't going to cry anymore in front of him. It was just getting riduculous with how many times I've cried in front of him in a matter of 3 days.

His voice was so soft that I probably wouldn't have heard him if I would've started crying.

"Dont think about that. Just think about this." he said while giving my right cheek a soft kiss, then gave my left one a kiss before giving my lips a soft one and that's when I lost it.

I really liked him, and yet he didn't understand any of it this. Why I couldn't kiss him. Why I couldn't pretend that he wasn't leaving tomorrow.

"No! You just don't get it, Joe!" I said, raising my voice and pushing him off of me, giving us at least 4 inches between our bodies. "I like you. I really like you. You have no idea how hard it's going to be for me when you leave. You're gonna meet a lot of girls when you're on the road, and forget about me and stupid Wisconsin. You and your brothers can have anyone they want!" I managed to get out without crying, my anger taking over since he didn't understand.

I went to walk past him but he grabbed my arm to try and stop me, but I twisted and turned and pulled away before taking off out of the little room to go back to his room and get my stuff.

The tears were already welling up in my eyes and that only made me run faster away from him since I didn't want him to see me like that. But when I heard his footsteps following after me, him whisper yellilng my name incase people would over hear us, I broke into a full out sprint to get away from him.

I was so consfused. I wanted him. I really did. And he was ready and willing to give me what I wanted, and yet...I couldn't have him. Not entirely. Not how I wanted him. I wanted him to be more than my best friend. I wanted him to be my....my boyfriend. But he was going on the road. And he'd meet another girl that he'd like more than me. Or would be prettier or smarter than me and forget all about me and Wisconsin and our friendship.

Ok...so I knew he wouldn't completely forget about me...but it would be so much easier if it were true. It would make it so much more less complicated. And I hated that my feelings evolved into 'more than friends' ones.

Before I knew it, I was back to their room, only one tear falling down my face, and I knocked three times on the door before it opened to reveal a smiling Mrs. Jonas whose smile quickly fell from her face upon seeing my saddened face.

"What happened?" she instantly asked me while pulling me into the room and giving me a giant hug.

I wanted tell her. Really I did...but I just met her 3 hours ago, her son 3 days ago. How was I supposed to explain the situation?

"Oh, your son, Joe and I, well were running from the paparazzi and then somehow he ended up kissing me and I loved every second of it, despite it was only 20 seconds, but I shoved himi off of me and started yelling at him and then ran away from him." Yeah....that's not going to happen.

"Umm...nothing." I said awkwardly and she ended the hug and I tried to compose myself.

"Now, now." she said in a motherly tone and just from hearing her say that while leading me to the bed to sit down, I couldn't help but smile somewhat. "Tell me what's wrong. I might be able to help."

She sat down next to me and started to rub my back, trying to get me to calm down fully and I choked on my tears, trying my hardest to not let them show but it was just too difficult with hearing the sincerity in her voice of genuinely wanting to help me.

"No, really. I'm fine." I said and sniffled loudly before rubbing at my eyes to try and keep the tears at by. As if she could read me like a book she simply lowered her head and then looked up at me to make me catch my gaze with hers and said, "Ya know, you don't have to tell me everything. Just the main points."

She sent me a comforting smile and I let out a sigh. She had me.

"Well, Joe and I got into a little bit of a...disagreement, you could say and he didn't understand where I was coming from." I explained. "Then again I ran away from him before I gave him a chance to try and understand." I finished and that's when I realized where I went wrong.

I didn't even give him a chance to understand after I told him everything. I just ran.

I slapped myself in the forehead for being so stupid and mumbled under my breath, "Gah! I'm so dumb. Why do I keep messing up?!"

"You're not dumb." she stated while grabbing at my hand while I let out a heavy sigh. She barely knew me. "You're in the beginning stages of love. That's all." she finished and I snapped my eyes open even wider from hearing her say that.

"What?! No...I'm not...I can't be. I'm not in love." I said, trying to comprehend what she just, even thoguh it sounded more like I was trying to convince myself of not having those feelings instead of her.

I just found out I liked the kid, I can't already be in love with him!

"Ok." she said skeptically while getting up from the bed and sending me a knowing smile that I really didn't like at the moment. "But think about it first before you knock it as one of the possibilities."

She sent me a smile right before she turned around and walked out of the room.

I let out a loud heavy sigh, not really wanting to think about how fast my feelings evolved into something that it never should have and went to go change out of my swimsuit.

I took my time, trying to wrap my head around everything that happened today in less that 5 hours.

I finally admitted I liked Joe. I got chased down by paparazzi with Joe. Joe kissed me. I yelled at him. Mrs. Jonas told me I was in love....

It was all too overbearing at the moment and I couldn't stop myself from letting out an irritated sigh before ripping the door open, to see the one person I did NOT want to see laying on the bed, listening to his Ipod.

There Joe was....sitting on a bed, swimming trunks still on, and when I opened the door his head snapped over to me and he gave me a completely blank facial expression before going back to listening to his music.

I could see Mr. and Mrs. Jonas talking in hushed tones from the other room through the doorway and they both looked over when they heard the door open and sent me a sympathetic smile for a couple seconds before going back to their talk.

I rolled my eyes and even though I didn't want to, I knew what I had to.

I let out a sigh as I took a seat next to him on his bed and asked him semi-quietly, "Can we talk?"

"No, I won't understand." he snapped at me almost instantly and Mr. and Mrs. Jonas both looked over at us through the doorway before Mr. Jonas got up from his seat and went and shut the connecting door.

I flinched slighlty from hearing his tone and his words, but I knew that I deserved it. I would probably do the same thing if I were in his position.

I looked down at my lap and started playing with my hands while saying, "Ouch. I guess I deserve that."

I didn't want him to be mad at me when he left. I mean, we just met in person and I didn't want it to be the first and last time I would ever see him. He still was my best friend...no matter how stubborn we both were.

I managed to glance up at him through my eyelashes and saw him have a pained expression on his face while he took out his ear buds.

"Joe, I'm really sorry. I was just...I was just really upset that's all. I didn't mean to say that." I said quietly, hoping that I'd have his attention instead of getting another snide remark thrown back at me. Luckily, he just sat there, rolling his Ipod around in his hands in silence, waiting for me to continue and I couldn't help the small hopeful smile come across my face.

"I know I shouldn't have said that you wouldn't understand, but you were making it difficult for me to tell you. You just kept wanting to kiss me, and I'm not saying that's a bad thing, but it's kind of irritating when I'm trying to tell you how I feel." I finished and then it was my turn to become silent. I didn't know what else to say to him after that I needed to hear what he had to say, now that I was giving him a chance to.

"I'm sorry." he said after a few silent minutes between us passed. "I should've listened to what you were saying. And I do understand how you feel, somewhat. I get the whole, "You'll meet other girls on the road" thing and how you might think that I might like one of them, but the truth is..." he trailed off, causing me to look up at him, willing him to continue. "l I don't know if I should tell you." he finished and then jerked his head down to his lap again.

I let out a frustrated sigh. We were best friends and he was going to be leaving in less than 2 hours and yet still had to pack. This would probably be the last time that we got to actually talk face to face.

"Just tell me." I whined out and sat there impatiently for him to finish what he was going to say.

"Well...." he started and then shifted to be sitting right in front of me, legs crossed while I did the same in the middle of the bed.

"For a while-"

Three knocks on the door cut him off and he rolled his head in disappointment before getting up and looking through the eyehole and quickly opened it.

Nick and Frankie entered the room, breathing heavy and both having small smiles on their faces.

"We couldn't lose them..." Nick huffed out. "So we ran into a bathroom to hide in the stalls, but it turned out it was the girls bathroom." he finished quickly before standing up straight and wiping off some sweat that was on his forehad.

"But the worst part..." Frankie picked up the story. "Was that there were old ladies in there with us!" he finished, a semi-disgusted look on his face.

I couldn't help the small laugh that emitted it from my throat but it instantly disappeared when Joe turned and and looked at me. He wasn't smiling, but he wasn't upset either. His face was just blank, like when I first came out of the bathroom and he looked at me. He looked kind of lost too. Most likely thinking and just tuning everything out.

"Joe?!?!" Nick asked while snapping his fingers and waving his hands infront of his face.

He let out a soft, "Huh?" his face actually getting emotion from being snapped out of his daze.

Nick just shook his head and said, "Nevermind. We're we interrupting something?" and then looked over at me as I tried to plaster a fake smile on my face to try and cover up whatever was going on with Joe and I at the moment.

"No." Joe instantly snapped, as if Nick would never interupt something, but then he looked over at me quickly and said, "I mean yes. Yes you did actually." He looked back at Nick after breaking eye contact with me that made me feel like a pile of mush and ran his fingers thorugh his hair in a frustrated manner, "We were talking about some stuff."

"Oh, sorry man. We'll just grab our clothes and go into the other room. Is Mom and Dad back yet?" Nick asked while walking over to his clothes that were neatly folded on the other bed to grab them while Frankie did the same.

"Yeah, just knock on the door though before you open it." Joe said while walking over to me and the bed, taking a seat on the opposite side of it while Nick glanced back at me and gave me a confused look but I simply sent him a smile before he went into the other room with Frankie, shutting the door behind them.

"Anyways, um..." he started off slowly after a few seconds. "What was I telling you?" he asked, completely lost and then a few seconds last he snapped his fingers and said, "Oh yeah!" and turned slightly more towards me on the bed.

"The thing is, is that, for the last 3 months when I was talking to you, I really started to like you. A lot. My whole family thought I was fal..crazy, for liking someone I've never met, but that never stopped them from saying that we'd be perfect together and stuff like that from the way I talked about you." he quickly said and then he let out a sigh and looked down to the ground. "Anyways, the point is..."

Oh my god! Is he going to ask me out? What should I say? I mean I like him...but then everything that I just yelled at him about a half hour ago would be pointless and just a stupid talking out of my ass moment. Oh my gosh...what the heck am-

Luckily I didn't have to answer anything he asked me because three more knocks at the door stopped him from asking me anything and he let out an irritated groan before walking over to the door and swinging it open to reveal a smiling Kevin and Ally.

"Hey gu-" Kevin started to say all cheerful but Joe cut him while saying, "We're kinda in the middle of something!" and pointed between himself and I.

"Chill dude, we'll just go in the other room then." Kevin said while walking in and Ally following behind. She looked over at me and gave me a questioning look, one that mirrored Nick's look and I did the same thing with her that I did with him.

I smiled.

They quickly left the room, in fear that Joe would snap at the again, after grabbing their clothes and he took a seat next to me now and grabbed my hand.

OH BOY! Here it comes!

"I like you....butt...umm, I think that you were right and we should just be friends for now." he stated all in one breath and then looked down at our hands that here locked around each others.

I didn't really know what to say. I was somewhat relieved that he didnt' ask me out, but somewhat disappointed that he didn't.

I must've sat there for a while, a completely blank expression on my face because he asked me softly and somewhat humorously, "Can you please saysomething? The silence is killing me." and I couldn't help but laugh slightly from hearing him say that.

He was squeezing my hand like his life depended on it, afraid of whatever I might say to him or might possibly yell at him.

I studied him for a couple minutes, thoughts running through my head before I smiled, a fake smile and said, "That sounds like a good idea. Just Friends. Sounds great." hoping that he'd buy my fake smile.

I was either really convicing or Joe didn't have anything else to say after that because he said, "Great!" and then let go of my hand and punched me in the leg playfully. "Glad we got that all settled." he stated while getting up to go change.

After he was in the bathroom, I wanted to cry. I was stupid. I should've objected to that, "Let's just be friends" statement, because I really did like him. I really did want to see what could happen between us, it was all just bad timing. I had to tell him that I liked him....in a way that didn't conisist of me yelling it at him and- Hold up. Press Stop and then Rewind. He said he liked me? Right? Well then it's only fair for me to be honest with him and tell him that I like him.

He exited the bathroom right then, cutting off my thoughts and before I could even filter what I was saying, I quickly said, "I like you, and I know that we just said we were gonna stay friends, but I thought you should know."

I let out a small laugh while I slapped my hands over my mouth, not believing that I actually just said that to him but he simply took a seat next to me and grabbed my hand, wrapping his hand around mine.

"I like you too, but you were right about the whole thing. It would just be too hard right now. How about we're just really close friends for now and see where that takes us when were done with the tour and everything?" he asked while giving me one of the cutest smiles I had ever seen before in my life.

I couldn't stop the feeling of myself erupting from happiness and let out a lovesick sounding, "Ok." and then leaned over and kissed his cheek lightly, leaving him blushing bright red fro my actions.

"Lets go...ummm...let's go see what everyone else is doing, before we have to leave." he stated after a couple of seconds and then squeezed my hand quickly before letting go of it and leading the way to the other room.

I couldn't stop the smile that was plastered on my face from the conversation that we just had after me yelling at him. And the on thing that stuck out the most in my head, that kept replaying over and over again was Joe saying that he liked me.