A/N: It's about time I got this thing posted right? Well I hope you all will like it. I know you will Anna.

Let me introduce it a little. This is a LOE fourshort. Each chapter will be a different part of their lives. They get older each chapter. It begins with Childhood, hence the chapter title. For the sake of the story, Joe is just a year older than Lilly.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers. However, Cayce gave me Joe's lollipop as a present. Haha It's exactly what you're thinking it is.

Childhood

Third Person POV:

"Mommy!"

Bewildered, Heather, or 'Mommy', turned around in time to have her five-year-old daughter crash into her chest.

"Honey what's wrong?" she asked, as she held her daughter close. The child said nothing as she continued to wail. "Sweetie, you can tell mommy," Heather said. She pulled the quivering girl away from her to look at her. That's when she noticed the wet spot on the front of her pants. "Oh Lillian, did you have another accident?"

Lilly shook her head and wiped her eyes. "No!"

"Well then what's this?" Heather asked as she pointed to the wet spot.

"A boy dumped water on me!" she cried. Heather furrowed her brow.

"What boy?" she asked. Lilly pointed her little index finger towards a young raven-haired boy sitting in the sandbox with a smug smile on his face.

"That boy."

Heather's frown deepened and she looked around for the boy's mother. They were the only other people at the park, so the woman shouldn't be too hard to find. Sure enough, there was a curly, dark haired woman sitting on a nearby bench, reading a book.

"Excuse me!" Heather called out as she made her way over to the woman. Lilly trailed along behind her mother.

The other woman looked up upon hearing Heather's voice. "Yes?"

"Would that young man over there happen to be your son?" Heather asked.

"Why yes he is," the woman replied. A sniffling Lilly came up beside her mother. "Uh oh, what did he do this time?" the woman asked, noticing the small girls tears.

"He dumped water on my daughter's trousers!" Heather exclaimed, gesturing towards the damp spot. The brunette woman sighed before standing up.

"Joseph Jonas you get your little monkey butt over here right now!" she shouted. The little boy's smile was replaced with a look of fear as he stood up and made his walk of shame over to his awaiting mom. His mother didn't waste time when he arrived.

"Why did you dump water onto this girl's pants?" she asked. The boy, now identified as Joseph, shrugged.

"I dunno," he muttered.

"Joseph you can't be doing things like this. You're almost seven years old!" his mom exclaimed.

"I know," he said quietly, his head still bowed.

"Now say you're sorry," the woman ordered. Joe looked up at the young girl. He really had upset her. Her eyes were red and puffy; the short strands of platinum blonde hair were plastered to the side of her face with tears. For the first time in his six years of life, Joseph Jonas actually felt bad for his prank.

"I'm sorry," he said, putting as much feeling as he could into the apology. Lilly hugged her mother's leg and buried her face into it as well.

"Lillian, he apologized," Heather said, as she attempted to pry her daughter loose. "Can't you forgive him?"

Lilly shook her head and let out a muffled "No". Joe felt awful. How could he make it up to this girl?

"Here do you want my sweatshirt? You can tie it around your waist until your pants dry," Joe offered. Lilly lifted her head and looked at his sweatshirt. It was black and had Barney on the front.

"Barney? I stopped liking Barney when I was three," Lilly remarked.

"Lillian Truscott!" her mother scolded. Joe just shrugged.

"Barney's the man. Don't hate," he replied. His mom slapped a hand to her face as she blushed.

"I honestly have no idea where he learns that kind of talk," she said.

Heather chuckled. "Lillian's the same way sometimes. I'm Heather by the way."

"Denise. Nice to meet you," Denise smiled and shook hands with Heather.

"Now, honey, are you going to take this young man up on his gracious offer or not?" Heather asked. Lilly eyed the sweatshirt and the boy wearing it. It was actually kind of cute. The sweatshirt wasn't bad either.

"Okay," Lilly said finally. Joe pulled off the sweatshirt and handed it to her. Lilly released her mother's leg and tied the sweatshirt securely around her waist. "Thanks." Joe smiled and Lilly smiled back.

"Do you want to go swing on the swing set?" Joe asked.

"Why not?" Lilly shrugged. The two walked in the direction of the swings as their mom's looked on and smiled.

"So your name is Lillian?" Joe asked. Lilly turned around and punched Joe on the shoulder. "OW! What was that for?"

"The name's Lilly. No one calls me Lillian except for my mommy," she stated. Joe nodded.

"Okay, okay. Jeez you could've just said so," he muttered.

"Do you want to see who can swing higher?" Lilly asked as they reached the swings.

"Okay!" Joe said as they climbed on. He was amazed that the tiny tot could even get on the swing by herself.

"What was your name again?" she asked him.

"Joe," he replied.

"Oh. Nice to meet you Joe. Now I'm going to crush you," she said, a smile forming on her face. She leaned back and started pumping her legs.

"Nuh uh!" Joe said, as he too began pumping his legs. The two kids were going higher and higher. They ignored the protests of their mothers.

Joe looked over at Lilly. How in the world was she swinging higher than he was? Determined to defeat the kindergartener, he began pumping his legs as fast as he possibly could. He looked over at Lilly again to see that he was indeed going higher. He turned back around and whooped in victory. He let his eyes close and he leaned backward. He felt as if he was flying. The swing swung back and suddenly, something didn't feel right. There was no swing under him. He was flying. Right back down into the ground. Little Joe screamed before hitting the unforgiving sand with a loud THUD.

"Joseph!" Denise cried out as she ran over to him. Joe groaned as he willed himself not to cry. No. He refused to cry in front of a girl. His nickname was Dangah after all!

"Joseph, honey, is anything broken? Where does it hurt? Are you bleeding?" Denise spoke a mile a minute.

"I'm fine mom," he choked. He looked over his mom's shoulder and saw Lilly standing off to the side, watching.

"You can't be fine! That was a big fall!" Denise exclaimed.

"Mom, I'm fine. Go away," Joe said, standing up.

"Are you sure you're okay, Joseph? Any boo boo's for me to kiss?" she asked.

"Mom!" Joe yelled, his cheeks turning pink.

"Fine, fine. I'm going to go call your father to tell him that we are coming home soon. You must miss your brothers," Denise said as she walked away.

"No, I don't actually," Joe thought, looking over at Lilly. She smiled apologetically at him.

"Sorry I made you fall," she said.

"Huh? How did you make me fall?" he asked.

"I wanted to have the swinging contest," she reminded him. Joe shrugged.

"Don't worry about it." Lilly smiled

"You know, you're all right Joe," she said with a grin. Joe grinned back at her.

"Thanks, you too," he said.

"Glad you think so cuz I want to give you something," Lilly said.

"What is it?" Joe asked. Lilly held out her hand.

"Come on and I'll show you," she replied. Intrigued, Joe took the young girl's hand and let her lead him over behind the play structure. Lilly released his hand.

"So, what'dja want to give me?" he asked.

"This," Lilly said. With two hands, she pushed Joe's shoulders until he was pinned to the play structure. She leaned forward and placed her small lips on his. Joe stood frozen in shock, not quite sure what to do. It was his first kiss. It was hers too.

Lilly was never going to give that Barney sweatshirt of his back. It was the object that initiated her first crush.

From that moment on, Lilly and Joe were inseparable. They spent every possible minute with each other. Lilly got along nicely with his brothers, Nick and Kevin, as well. She was a regular at his house, and he was at hers. Their parents would always coo and say how cute they were together. Nothing would tear them apart. That is, until they found out that the other had them.

Cooties.

It happened around when Lilly entered the third grade. The two just stopped playing together. Lilly made a group of girlfriends and Joe had his group of guy friends. They were repulsed by the other sex. The fact that Lilly and Joe were drifting from each other saddened their families. They knew that this was going to happen eventually, but it still hurt. They were like peanut butter and jelly; they belonged together.

Joe shed the cooties idea in seventh grade. However, Lilly was the last girl on his mind. She was an elementary school baby and he was in middle school now. The girls were different here. Joe liked different. Joe began going through changes. The new girls around school didn't help his awkwardness one bit.

Once Lilly entered middle school, Joe realized that she was beginning to change as well. He wanted to be her best friend again or possibly more. But there was one problem keeping him from being with Lilly.

A problem named Miley Stewart.

A/N: No, Joe does not like Miley. Just thought I'd make that clear. So there you have it! Part 1 of 4. I hope you all enjoyed it.

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