Joe Jonas looked at me and then looked near his brothers. He geared himself back to me, his whole body facing my direction as he kissed my forehead.
"Yeah, they don't know." He answered me. "They think that you're just a sneaky link."
"Well, they held an NDA for a fake relationship." I replied. "How would they not know based on that?"
Joe sighed and then looked at his brothers. I looked over to see that Kevin and Nick were speaking to each other about their wives and their daughters. Kevin was talking about that birdhouse scene from Camp Rock and Nick Jonas was talking about his daughter Malti.
"Well," Joe spoke. "I printed it before they could see it. Plus, we're musicians. We expect the lawyers to handle our NDA type papers."
I scoffed and then removed his arm from being around me. I took my cards back and started to shuffle them. Faster and faster I shuffled the deck as he could tell I was getting more anxious in the minute. He finally took my cards again and put them in his pocket. He held my hand and then looked over at his brothers.
"So, you told them you were going to have me sign a hookup sneaky link NDA, but the actual NDA was for a fake relationship?" I asked him. "And only you and I know about this?"
He nodded.
~
As it's time to sleep, Joe looks at me and sees that I am still in my clothes from the tour. He stands up from the seat and goes through his suitcase, grabbing a white shirt, like the ones my dad wears and he handed me a pair of his And1 shorts. He wears And1? I grabbed the shorts from the floor of the tour bus and walked into the restroom, changing into it. I chuckled and then covered my nonexistent boobs.
He walked over to me and moved my hands, lacing his fingers in them again.
"You don't need to cover up around me," Joe said, and he winked at me. "There's nothing you need to hide.
I sighed and then walked away from him, unlacing our fingers and rolling my eyes.
I go to the beds and see that there are only three beds. I groaned and then turned around, bumping into Joe. He is now standing. right in front of me. He smirked and then I looked back at the beds.
"There's only three," I said.
"Guess we have to share," He said, as he got into bed and under the covers.
What other choice do I have? It's not like I can go back to Montana and work as a teacher again. MY FACE IS EVERYWHERE!
~
I lay there next to Joe, and he has his arms wrapped around me as he has his back facing toward me, sleeping in nothing but a pair of boxers. Of course he would sleep in a pair of boxers.
I went to sleep, and while our backs were touching, I wish they just weren't. All of a sudden, he woke up and his eyes widened. He turned to me and wrapped his arm around me. Now, my eyes were the ones that were wide.
"Why are you wrapped around me?" I asked him.
"Feels nice to have company, I guess." He shrugged.
Instead of being mean and rejecting his arms being wrapped around me, I allowed him to, turning myself around and I kissed him to sleep. His eyes widened and I could tell that his face went to a pinker shade. Specifically, his cheeks did.
"Goodnight, beautiful." Joe said, as he fell asleep right there, with me wrapped in his arms.
I don't know why I kissed him, it just felt right at that moment. Eventually, I fell asleep and my dreams were all about that stupid kiss and about that stupid flip I did at his concert.
~
I woke up the next morning and I no longer felt Joe's arms wrapped around me. I leaned forward, and yawned.
"See you're finally up," Joe said. "We're in Nevada right now, buying you stuff for the tour, since you're going to stay on the tour with us."
I groaned, looking at Joe with an expression of annoyed ness on my face. He chuckled and then kissed me on the forehead in front of his brothers.
"I sure am awake," I replied. "I would like to go back to Montana, please."
Joe shook his head and then handed me a brand new unopened toothbrush and a pair of clothes from the mall. The clothes looked so ugly. He bought me a pair of tan pants and a green T-shirt with red swirls on it. Where did he get this?
"Thanks, Joe." I replied.
~
As I wore the green shirt with red swirls and tan pants, I walked out to him for a mini fashion show and he snickered at the outfit. Then, Kevin started laughing and Joe darted his eyes to the both of them.
"Seriously, guys?" He asked them. "You don't know how to stop for women?"
"Are we supposed to?" Nick shrugged.
Joe rolled his eyes and groaned. He looked at the outfit again and then looked at both his brothers.
"Now, Jess, you can wear my shirt," Joe said, handing me a Sacramento T-shirt from the concert. Then, he looked at Kevin and Nick, still laughing. "This time, she's going with you to pick a shirt and a few new outfits, since you two clearly don't know how to shop for your wives."
Joe laid back in the chair, playing games on his phone. These were games like the cringy games adults play, I guess. Candy Crush for instance.
"Why don't you do it?" Nick asked Joe.
"You think I know how to shop for a woman?" He asked. "I just got out of a divorce with one."
~
Nick and Kevin took me into the fashion store, looking around for what to get me. I sighed, and grabbed a really cute pink crop top. The brothers took it and then I started to pick other things out, like some orange outfits and I also bought a new perfume.
"Is this everything?" Kevin asked, holding everything I picked out. I could tell that Kevin was struggling and that Nick wasn't helping in the smallest bit.
"Why don't you help him, Nick?" I asked him.
"It's fun seeing him struggle like this." Nick answered.
"Whatever." I gave up.
~
As we walked back to the tour bus, Kevin was the first one to get on, holding all the girly clothes in his hands. There was a ray of pinks, blues, oranges, and yellows in those stacks. I may have gone overboard, but it's what I deserve after having to ruin and mess up my life just to help him and his reputation.
Joe widened his eyes and then looked at me, the last person to board the bus. Kevin set the clothes on the chair I was sitting at before I went to sleep at and Nick sat himself down. Kevin sat next to him, resting his arms.
"Baby, you bought so much," Joe said, looking at all the clothes. "I think it'll be a good amount for you, though."
I sighed, going back to laying myself back in the bed before Joe grabbed on my arm and kissed my forehead.
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Vacation Eyes ~ A Joe Jonas Fanfiction
FanfictionHighest Ratings: #1 in thealbum #1 in dnce #1 in joe #1 in jonas #3 in newjersey Twenty-four-year-old Jessica Orwell just earned her master's degree in math and is on a summer vacation in New York with her best friend after being on the West Co...