You said it hurts and you know that I believe you,

searching every little thing to find a way to tell your heart

just to wait a little longer; I swear we'll make it.

They had been calling him "Danger" for years. And when you're seven years old and you take your two-wheeler out for a ride down the biggest hill in the neighborhood I think that name would certainly be fitting. But at just two months shy of being nineteen years old, Joe Jonas was no longer deserving of the title. It's not that he didn't do crazy, fun, spontaneous things, because he certainly did, but the things that he did were not risks and they were certainly not dangerous. At all. Everybody grows up at one point or another, and Joe's time came that year, the year when he and his brothers really started to become big. I mean, how dangerous can you possibly be when you are shown on the Disney Channel every two minutes, have twelve years olds idolizing you, and have your every move documented on gossip websites? The answer: you can't be. Drinking: not allowed. Partying: not allowed. Sex: not allowed. Fun: allowed, if properly supervised and hid from the media.

On the day of the meet-and-greet/concert that our good friend Madison was attending, Joe Jonas had a girlfriend. Well, she was sort-of a girlfriend or was at least the closest thing that he could have to a girlfriend, considering he didn't go on any dates with her or publicly display any affection for her. The reason for this fling, I guess that would be the best name for it, was because it was convenient. You see, he was on tour with the girl. Her name's Demi Lovato, and if you don't watch the Disney Channel then you are probably very confused right now as to why this random girl was on tour with them. Well, I'll try to explain quickly. The girl got lucky one day and Disney noticed that she was fairly cute (if wearing the right type of makeup), skinny, and had a pretty sweet voice, and so they put her in a movie, Camp Rock, which even though it got some harsh reviews, got the respect and love from millions of kids, tweens, and teens across America.

Ever since the Jonas boys had started touring, a tour plus a cute girl had always equaled a hookup for Joe. But it was never anything more than a few months of kissing and cuddling and smiling because there would always be another girl and another tour to get to. Joe had always behaved this way because he was young and it was fun and exciting to him to be on tour, but now things were different. You see, Joe no longer thought these relationships were fun or exciting. Joe didn't really like Demi; I mean, sure, she was sweet and fun to be around and he thought she was pretty hot, but he just didn't have that fireworks-when-we-kiss feeling. And he had never wanted that feeling before, but he was starting to. He loved his brothers, he loved his parents, he loved his friends, he certainly loved the performing and the music, but he felt like he was missing something. He wanted someone to give him that fireworks feeling, he wanted someone who he could write I'm-madly-in-love-with-this-girl lyrics, he wanted someone's face to search for in a crowd.

Meet-and-greets were nice and all and Joe did love to see his fans, but when you're doing them every night before a show they tend to be a bit boring, not to mention exhausting. He got phone numbers almost every night; girls pressing them into his hand, girls throwing them on the stage, girls writing them on the tour bus, but no girl had kissed him before doing it. And yes, a kiss on the cheek isn't the most scandalous thing in the world, but the look on this girl's face after she did it gave Joe a taste of this danger that he had been looking for. This wasn't just some Disney chick; this girl was real. Her eyes were bright and shining and her lightly glossed lips were smiling seductively at him. He had no idea who this girl was, but he knew he just had to find out, so immediately after the meet-and-greet (and a quick kiss from Demi) he pulled the piece of paper with her number written on it in purple ink and texted her, asking her to meet him after the show. And, proud of himself for doing something that Disney would frown upon, he signed the text with his six-letter nickname.

Madison felt her phone vibrate in the pocket of her skinny jeans and went to look at it. The concert hadn't started yet, but girls were already screaming their lungs out and dancing and crying in excitement. Madison was pretty happy she went through with the dare, but kissing a famous rockstar on the cheek was something so unlike her that she had trouble believing it had actually happened. Old Madison was slowly creeping back, and she was already planning on calling Connor to ask him if he wanted to meet up in Starbucks to talk. And she had already promised herself that she would never drink again and decided that that would be the last time she would ever chose dare over truth.

Anyway, Old Madison flipped open her phone and saw a text message from an unfamiliar number. She opened it and read the message and almost fainted from the realization that "Danger" was Joe (she had been a fan for awhile now, so she was familiar with the nickname) and that Joe wanted to meet her after the show and get to know her. And if Madison wasn't completely over-analyzing things (which she normally did), the 'getting to know her' bit sounded kind-of like he was hitting on her and/or wanted to jump her bones. So of course she was completely freaked out and planned on deleting the text without responding, because the idea of actually meeting him after the show was insane to her, but then Erica grabbed her phone and looked at the message. Erica, being Madison's total opposite, understood that this was quite an amazing opportunity and encouraged Madison to take it. Well, she didn't really encourage Madison...she forced her. This was why, immediately after the concert, Madison was waiting at the spot Joe had told her to go to, with her lips freshly glossed and wearing Erica's very high-heeled shoes and heavy black eyeliner. Of course, when he saw her in his dressing room (Rob had escorted her there), Joe still believed that Madison was the duchess of danger.

"So, it's Madison, right?" That was the first thing he asked as he rolled up his sleeves to show off those amazingly sexy and tanned arms of his. They both sat down on the couch.

"Yeah," she laughed a little, "and you're Joe, right?" This was Madison's attempt at a joke, but Joe naturally took it as being flirtatious since obviously she wanted him if she was there.

"Why'd you kiss me at the meet-and-greet? I mean, I liked it obviously, but I was just wondering."

Madison was about to blurt out a very unsexy and immature "WHAT?" because she couldn't believe that Joe actually liked her cheek kiss, but held it in. "Because my friends dared me to," she laughed again.

Joe raised his eyebrows. "So you didn't actually want to do it?" He asked, wondering why this girl wasn't getting completely flustered over him. She really was extremely nervous and confused and did think he was absolutely gorgeous, but she was also a very good actress. Just like he was.

That was an interesting question. "No," Madison responded, giving him the answer she knew that she was supposed to give. This was not the truth. And you're wondering what kind of girl wouldn't want to kiss their famous crush and probably thinking that that girl is completely out of her mind. The truth was that the only boy Madison had ever kissed was Connor and that it felt wrong when she even thought about kissing someone else, even if that someone else was a rockstar.

"Good," Joe said into her ear, and his voice had that completely irresistible husky quality to it. And then before Madison could do what she wanted to do, which was be a prude and move away from him, he pressed his lips onto hers. And after that even Madison's conscience had nothing to say. The moment their lips met she thought of Connor and heard him saying how he wanted "something exciting" and thought to herself, see? We can be exciting as the kiss got fiercely hot. Connor's voice was on repeat in her mind and she was thinking of him and soon she was thinking that Joe was him and thinking that they really did belong with each other because even though she'd been going out with him for years, they still had so much chemistry. And Madison didn't stop thinking these things the entire kiss because that was just her, constantly thinking and analyzing.

But then suddenly the door opened and she heard a gasp and her and Joe both jumped and that's when she realized that she was not on Connor's bed with the familiar blue-green plaid bedding with Connor but on some unfamiliar leather couch with sweaty Joe Jonas. Joe immediately untangled himself from Madison's arms and stood up from the couch to face Demi. Madison just stayed there, lying down, trying to figure out if this was real, but even Madison's dreams weren't this crazy. In fact, her last dream had been about her math final. No joke.

"WHAT THE HELL?" Demi screamed and Madison realized that the rumors were actually true and that Demi and Joe really did have a thing going on. Oops. She was screwed, wasn't she? "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Demi asked her harshly, pushing Joe over so she could get a good look at Madison.

"N-nothing, sorry," Madison said, getting up and grabbing her bag and putting Erica's shoes back on her feet and trying to get the hell out of there, but just as she reached the door, Joe grabbed her arm.

"Madison, no, just wait a second, please," he begged her, thinking that he just couldn't let her get away, but this whole thing was just too much for her so she pulled back from him.

"Whore!" Madison heard Demi scream after her as she ran outside. She sat down on the curb, breathing heavily and trying to calm down her rapidly beating heart before texting Erica to come and get her. Madison had no idea what had just happened, but for once she didn't allow that to matter. Because she had to admit to herself that the strange, unfamiliar feeling that she had wasn't bad at all. In fact, she actually liked it. Maybe taking that dare wasn't the worst thing in the world. And maybe, just maybe, she'd take one again.

One more night and we'll go spinning around the room

and dance with our hearts on fire cause every song is ours tonight.

And if you help me sing, I'm gonna tell the whole world that

it's the greatest thing that ever happened to me.