Chapter 2

Joe's POV

"So, I'm thinking that Demi is crushing on someone!" Joe turned sharply to look at Nick, who continued speaking, "Wanna see if we can find out who it is?" Nick grinned evilly and Joe smirked, he had to admit, he was really curious, "Sure!"

Joe looked around for Demi and saw her with the guy who had just interviewed them. He saw the man grab her and hug her. He really didn't like that guy, the whole way through the interview, he had been checking Demi out and he was just too old to be thinking about a 17 year old girl like that, although, Joe had to admit that she had been looking beyond sexy recently, he loved her black hair.

He heard Demi let out an uncomfortable laugh as the man settled his eyes on her chest. Joe felt his anger begin to build, and turned to Nick, "C'mon," he nodded his head towards the interviewer and saw Kevin was already making his way over. Nick began to walk over and Joe followed. When the man stuck out his hand for Joe to shake, he smiled, and saw Demi throw a concerned glance his way as he crushed the man's hand. He let out a satisfied grunt when he saw the man wince, "Nice to meet you," Joe said sarcastically, then let his hand go and turned to Demi. Putting on the charm, he bowed and held out his arm to her,

"Shall we go, Madam?" Demi giggled and slipped her arm through his, and Joe saw the interviewer shoot him a knowing look before they started to skip down the hall. Once they turned the corner, they stopped and Joe felt Demi's small arms wrap around his waist.

"Thank you!" he heard her whisper, "I hate guys like that!" Joe smiled as he wrapped his own arms around her and pulled her as close as possible, "Me too, Dems," He pulled away and looked at her in concern, he could see through all her layers of make-up the bags under her eyes, and now that he had the chance to look, he saw the tired sadness in her eyes too.

"Dems, are you ok?" He asked her, concerned. Demi sighed, " Honestly, Joe, I'm fine just being stupid." Joe frowned, he hated hearing her put herself down, "Demi, Dem look at me," he placed one hand on each cheek, "Demi, tell me what's wrong!" he demanded.

Demi looked at him and sighed again, "Nothing Joe, it's just..." she paused and Joe raised his eyebrows, willing her to continue, "I dunno I'm just feeling lonely, I guess. I mean my last serious relationship was Trace," Joe felt himself tense up at the mention of her ex, he really hadn't liked him, "And I'm starting to think I should just give up on guys," she trailed off, her eyes slipping away from Joe's. Joe felt his throat tighten a little, he hated when Demi was sad. He wrapped his arms around her again and she rested her head on his shoulder. He had to wonder how even in 5 inch heels, she still barely reached above his chin, "Dem, it's ok, you're not being stupid, I know exactly how you feel. I get lonely too." He heard her sniff and stood back, once again cupping her face, "Hey babygirl, don't cry!" He brushed away her tears with his thumbs. She moved in for another hug and Joe gladly accepted, even when she cried, she was the most beautiful girl in the world. "Dems, we can be lonely together!" He exclaimed, trying to cheer her up. He felt her head move to look up at him and he looked down at her. She had stopped crying and now had a smirk firmly planted on her face. She raised her eyebrows,

"Joseph Jonas, are you suggesting we be friends with benefits," she said teasingly. Joe tried to stop the images that flickered through his brain at her words, he really did, but it was no use. He felt his skinny jeans become even tighter and he stepped back a little, hoping Demi wouldn't notice. She looked up at Joe and seemed concerned at his reaction to her words, "Joe, are you ok? I was just messing, honest." She moved to step closer again, but Joe stepped back just in time, "Joe, what's wrong?" Demi looked hurt,

"It's nothing, Dem," Joe managed to squeak out, "I..." he was saved by Nick rounding the corner. He stopped when he saw them, taking in Joe's panicked look and the way he was holding himself away from Demi, "Hey guys, c'mon, it's time to go!" Nick ran over to them and grabbed Demi's arm, "Race ya back!" And with that Demi sprinted away, as fast as was humanly possible in those death traps she called shoes. Nick turned to smirk at Joe, who could only smile back gratefully, "You ok there, Joe, need anything, a cold shower perhaps?" And with a wiggle of his eyebrows he was off after Demi. "I'll let them know you'll be a while," he laughed as he disappeared around the corner.