There were flashes going off everywhere. Photographers holding huge cameras while the flashing lenses were pointed in our faces. I looked down at Joe's arm which mine was gripped around. His amazing toned arms. I couldn't believe we were doing this, going through this, together. I didn't usually have an issue with paparazzi, they were annoying, but I could live with them following me around 24/7, and when I was with Joe it was usually worse but never this bad.

"Demi! Demi is it true you and Joe are now an item?" "Demi can you confirm you and Joe are together now?" questions were being shouted in our direction, none of the paparazzi were waiting for others to finish before they started asking something different, they got more feirce until it was just a jumbled mash of words.

I gripped onto Joes arm tighter, wishing they would all just go away. It had been just under an hour since our inteview on the local radio show had been aired and me and Joe had been planning for weeks what we would say to finally confirm that we were together, until we'd decided that whatever we said we had to be true to ourselves and our relationship, so we went in there without a plan and just admitted our true feelings for each other. We thought if we gave up the act we'd been putting on for months people would stop asking us questions and leave us alone, but we were wrong.

A security guy from the radio show building put his hand gently on my shoulder and started leading me to the black car waiting by the sidewalk for us to leave in. He opened the door and I got in and slid across the shiny leather seats so Joe could sit on the other side. As he got in, he had to break the hold I had on his arm, and for a minute I felt odd, empty, kind of lost without him touching me. When he'd sat down and done up his seat belt he reached for my hand and looked at me. "Hey, you" with his adorable, perfect smile. "Well that was… really something" I replied with a smile.

"It'll get better in time, you know" he said, still smiling.

"I know." I replied. As I looked past him out the window I could just make out the crowd of paparazzi trying to make a last attempt of getting a photo before the car pulled onto the road and started driving away.

After we'd been in the car for about ten minutes, Joe's phone started buzzing. He kept hold of my hand while trying to reach into his back pocket awkwardly, I laughed and let go of him so he could get the call before it went to answer phone. He looked quickly at the screen, smiled, then pressed the green button to answer. "Hey Bro, what's up?" It was most likely Nick, he always seemed to talk to Nick way more than Kevin now Kevin had gotten married to Danielle and they did their own thing these days. He laughed at something Nick had said then replied "you say it as if we've never got a front cover spot before" then laughed again at something Nick said. "Okay… Okay… yeah I'll talk to her… Later" then he hung up the phone, smiling.

"What did he want?" I asked, curiously.

"Three magazines have already made contact asking for an exclusive interview, I mean there will be more, but it's still pretty funny. So there was Seventeen and Nick didn't say what the other two were, but I think we should wait until we get more offers before we decide who to go for, because this'll be it, y'know, this will make it official.. Make us offici-"

"woah woah woah! Slow down!" I said loudly, cutting him off mid speech, before he got even more carried away. "what do you mean it'll 'make us official'? I thought that interview was what made us 'official', no?" I could hear the annoyed tone in my voice, and hoped that he couldn't.

"well, yeah, I know, but there's gonna be a lot more stuff to do before-"

"before what?! What is gonna happen if we don't do more interviews?" I was getting seriously pissed now.

"well, the paparazzi will never leave us alone until they get a good story, you know that"

"like they're gonna leave us alone anyway!"

"I'm sorry, baby, I thought you'd want to y'know talk about us, I didn't know you wanted it to be private" he said quietly.

"Joe, I just told the whole world that we're together… surely that proves that privacy isn't an issue to me anymore?" I was starting to calm down, and I could see by his expression he was hurt by what I was saying.

The car started slowing down as we reached the big metal gates to my house, it turned up my long driveway and stopped. I could hear the gates shut behind us and we sat there in silence while the driver carried on looking out the front window, pretending he hadn't heard our argument.

"I'm sorry." he looked worried that he'd made me angry.

"no, I'm sorry. You've got nothing to be sorry for, it's just, that, out there, it was crazy. I'm not used to being so open with people about us. It was always only me and you and now its me, you and millions of people." I took a deep breath and turned to look out the window at my front lawn.

"I understand, it's crazy, there's no denying that." he smiled at me and reached forward with his arms out to give me a hug.

"I shouldn't have got angry" I mumbled into his jacket sleeve.

"I shouldn't have assumed" we sat like that for at least two minutes and the driver must have been getting impatient because he started fumbling around with the buttons on the dashboard. He pressed a large button next to a small screen and suddenly the screen came to life and lit up blue and through the speakers placed in various places around the cars interior we heard the radio come to life. "So it looks like Jemi is offi-" a mans voice said before the driver quickly turned the radio off and looked back at us apologetically.

I looked up at Joe's smiling face. "so that's what we are now. Jemi." I said, and we both laughed. "Jemi" he said to himself, "yeah, I could get used to that" then he leant down and kissed me on the head.