Let's Get Reckless.

“My eyes hurt!” I complained. It’s been an hour and I’ve been watching music videos nonstop. All because I let my lack of musical taste slip. As soon as the words left my mouth Joe threw me over his shoulder and sat me down at the nearest t.v, my head between his hands to make me stare at the screen playing MTV Hits.

“We will continue this later,” He shook his finger at me and turned it off.

“I liked that one group. Paramore? And um… All Time Low?” I admitted as we sat in the now quite room.

“Good. You really need to get out more, Jamie.” He teased me and I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah, whatever. Where is Nick?” I raised off the couch to search for the sixteen year old. “I thought you guys were holding me captive here to have a movie night.”

“Oh, we are. But we love you so that’s why we made you come.” Joe’s said from behind me and I got the butterfly feeling again. I’ve never heard anyone tell me they loved me. Not like someone close to me, besides my mom. You may think I’m over doing it but I don’t know why his simple words had such an effect on me.

I felt his hand go and grab hold of mine, sending a shock through me. A spark that I liked very much, and that scared me. I looked up through my eyelashes to see Joe’s face. He was sporting a brilliant smile that made me smile in spite of it.

“Hey you guys I wanted-“ Nick was starting to say when we saw him but he stopped and furrowed his brow in confusion. I followed his gaze to me and Joe’s hands. “Wanted to see if you wanted to order pizza for movie night.”

“Ohh! Can we get the pineapple one?” I asked cheerily. Being out in Hawaii got me hooked.

“Ew. You’ll be eating it by yourself.” Nick grimaced. I laughed. “Fine by me. And, Joe you heard him. By. my. self.”

“Sure,” He agreed. Yeah, I already knew he’d be having half. Anyone who knew Joe Jonas knew he was a food thief. He wants, he takes.

“Um. Before the pizza comes I want to get in the shower.” I told the guys. They nodded and curtly turned back to the T.V. while I went to gather my things.

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2nd Movie. And like I have forewarned you, Joe is a food thief. The first time I didn’t catch him because the pizza got here before I was out the shower . And when I went to the bathroom and downstairs for another soda, a few more pieces went missing.

There was one slice left of my Hawaiin Pineapple pizza and I just knew Joe was going for it. The box was on my lap while I stared at the face of Adam Sandler on the screen in Billy Madison.

Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Joe’s hand. My own hand went and promptly smacked his. “Theif!”

“Oww!” He shrieked, his hand retracting.

“Stop, you pizza stealer!”

“C’mon let me have the last piece!”

“No!”

“Yes!” Then I got an idea. My wicked smile made Joe look at me warily.

“Okay, Joe. How about this: Wrestle me for the last piece.”

“What?” He asked, incredulously as Nick laughed.

“C’mon. Think of it as a rematch since we kicked your butt at Chicken today. You win, you can have the last slice. And I have to share my food with you for 3 weeks.”

“Done!” He said and tackled me to the ground like the cheater is. I huffed and pushed the inside of his elbow, making his arm collapse and letting me pin him in his down time.

“Three rounds.” He said and tried to pin me.

Seriously, it was the funnest thing ever. Back and fourth back and fourth we tried to get each other pinned for at least five seconds. It was probably like the 5 round since Joe likes to call a lot of rematches when he loses. Haha, and last round he pushed my chest so I yelled out ‘Boob Toucher!’ and he was caught off guard.

Right now I was straddling his waist trying to stop him the way he was bucking his hips, trying to make me fall of. I managed to have on of his arms on the ground but his other was moving like crazy and making laugh. It was probably his plan to make me laugh so much. I could only imagine how funny this looked.

My laughter began to make my stomach hurt and he used that to his advantage. He straddled my hips like I was doing just a moment ago and I used my arms to try and hit him. But unfortunately he grabbed my hands, holding them to his chest. Without prevail, I tried to loosen his grip.

Sort of angry I couldn’t change the situation, I shook my head from side to side furiously laughing. And when I turned it to the right, my laughter stopped and my mouth formed a huge ‘O’. Yeah, I wonder how long she was standing there and exactly how bad this looked.
“What you give? Or you’re just in love with the fact you have Joe Jonas on top of you?” He teased. Normally, I’d be laughing super hard. But this wasn’t a normal situation.

“Um…” I didn’t know what to say.

“Camilla!” Joe finally noticed her. His eyes got wide and he dropped my hands, climbing off of me in rapid speed.

“Baby! When’d you get here? I thought you were busy.” He ran up and hugged and kissed her, but not getting a response. Nothing but her clearly angered face.

“I was going to surprise you but looks like you were the busy one.” She muttered angrily and stomped down the staircase. Joe didn’t hesistate going to get her and raced after her.

“Well, um. That was unexpected.” Nick said, stating the most obvious obviousness ever. Oh yeah and thanks Nick for telling us she was standing there watching what looked like foreplay probably.

“Douche!” I used a word Joe taught me and threw a pillow at the sixteen year old. He’s clearly not that reflexive because it smacked him in the cheek.

“What the heck was that for?” He threw it back and I dodged.

“Being a witness and not saying anything when she got here.”

“Whatever. I was in shock” he shrugged. A moment later he looked at me strange and looked away, toying with his ring.

“What?”

“Jamie.” I He said and I noted the serious tone to him. My lips stayed pressed together while I waited for him to continue. “Did anything…happen…with you and Joe?”

“Like-like what?”

“Something. I don’t know, out of the ordinary?”

My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I thought about the past events of today. The webcam thing. Should I seriously tell Nick that? Was that out of the ordinary? No shit, Sherlock.

“Well. Um, there was an… incident…before I came.” I tugged on a strand of my hair, my ever present habit.

“As in…” He trailed off, looking at me to say the rest.

“Joe saw me on my webcam with my underwear on.” I said so quickly i was surprised the words didn’t jumble into a heap of crap.

“Oh. Um. Uhh…Wow.” He awakwardly rubbed the back of his neck. Then he sighed, muttering ‘I knew something was up.’

“Why. It must be nothing he’s worried about if he didn’t mention it at all today.” I reasoned.

“Yeah, he didn’t mention it. But Jamie, I know Joe. He acts a certain way when he… I don’t know how to explain. When he feels like he likes a girl, to put it in like the simplest term.”

“Joe was being regular Joe.” I shrugged, not seeing Nick’s point.

“Have you seen him? The holding hands, the boob comments, the kiss on the cheek and the bestfriend comments. Let’s not go into how he practically sucked that chocolate of your finger and how he held you on his lap through the first movie.” Nick huffed.

“That’s just because we’re-“

“No. don’t tell me it’s because you’re ‘bestfriends’. And I seriously hope he’s not telling Camilla that either.”

Just then I got the urgent feel of curiousity pull me downstairs and to the front window. Of course, with Nick in tow.

“Babe, c’mon. Why are you acting like this?” He tried to hold her hand but she tore away.

“Joe, don’t make me feel stupid. You really don’t want to do that right now.”

“Me and Jamie are friends, Cam. We were fighting over the last slice of pizza.”

“So that’s why you were on top of her like you were trying to dry hump her body to rubble?” She retorted, crossing her arms.

“Camilla, I love you.” He said, turning on the charm, looking her in the eyes and reaching out. She hesisted and didn’t move while he advanced.

“Joe, don’t.”

“Camilla, Jamie is a friend to me. Honey, I wouldn’t dare put you in a position like that. C’mere.” She was putty in his hands, the way his arms wrapped around her waist and his mouth connected with hers made my stomach drop like I was falling from the sky. The fact that he made it seem like I was nothing could’ve helped that sickening feeling, also. But for now, I’ll deny that.