A/N: It's funny. One random rumor made this hunk of junk pop up in my mind. How many Jemi stories are there? Not much, right? Not that much good ones anyways... Whatever. I'll shut up now.

Warning: If you don't enjoy your favorite couple being used in a fun, dirty, awesome way... don't review. I mean, you can, but... yeah.

INTRO.

Demi closed her eyes as she sat in her hotel room, thinking of one person and one person only. He'd been on her mind for the past five months. Maybe even longer without her realizing. Maybe it was because she had a little too much of him last night. Maybe he shouldn't have kissed her because now, she wanted more. More than just a peck on the lips, more than just a caress on the cheek. She wanted him. All of him.

Last night, Demi and Joe had been simply two best friends at the movies. However, as soon as they reached Demi's doorstep, and as soon as she felt those once gentle hands become a little rougher, she'd been intrigued. So she turned around. And when she did, his lips were on hers like spots on a leopard. What she didn't understand was how perfect their lips fit. It was like a lock and the right key. It was like his lips were meant for hers. And hers only.

What was it that she was feeling? Lust? Want? No, it couldn't be. Maybe it was just her hormones.

I've never had a kiss like that, she thought. When Joe had kissed her, it seemed like he couldn't stop. And she didn't want him to. Whenever it seemed like he was just about to pull away from her, he just dug his hands in her hair and deepened the kiss. It wasn't just some typical date movie kiss. It was a real kiss. It was fierce, almost like if he stopped, the world would. In that moment the only people on the planet was them.

In the end, Demi pulled away first. The tingles lingered on her lips as she stared back at his deep brown eyes with her own. She was waiting for an answer that he simply wouldn't give her. His eyes were saying something that she couldn't hear. While she stood there, speechless, the only word that slipped from his mouth was "goodnight." She'd never seen this Joe before. He was always a goof, a playmate. She would have never expected him to do what he'd done. It was his fault why she was sitting up at 1AM. It was his fault that she couldn't turn out the lights and just sleep.

She was going to get some answers. One way or another.


A/N: Short, yes. But it's an intro. Review my lovers.