Headlock | Joe Jonas

1st Place | 16

Joe's POV:

"I have some bigger t-shirts and I definitely have pajama pants but they might be a little short on you." Lex rummaged through her clothes, trying to find something that would fit me.

"Ooh. Perfect. Here's my old cheer sweatpants."

"You used to cheer?"

She pointed to a trophy above my head. "12 years." I slowly inched closer behind her. I could see that my light breaths were sending goosebumps down her spine. "Just looking at the trophy, don't mind me." I ran my hands up her sides as I read the small plaque. "1st place...nice." She faces me, handing me the sweatpants and shirt. "These should work."

I kissed her hand as I took them, sending my heart into damn near cardiac arrest. "Thank you." I pulled my wet shirt over my head. "You didn't want me to leave and let you change?"

"Why would I want you to leave? I just got you back."

There was a sudden knock at the door.
"Lex, I'm gonna head to bed in the guest room."

"Goodnight!" She yelled through the closed door, following with me yelling afterwards. "Goodnight Brooke!"

I heard Brooke laugh from the other side of the door as I returned my eyes to Lex. I slowly slid off my jeans, not breaking eye contact with her. "You might want to look away for this part." I watched as her cheeks grew to a pink color and she turned around.

"You know I have already basically seen you like this, right?" She's right. The night she slept over we were basically exposed.

"You're right. So I guess it doesn't matter if you turn around or not." Her face me as her eyes wandered my body. I let out a small laugh and pulled the shirt over my head.

Her eyes moved to her bed. "Wanna watch a movie?"

"I'd love to." I watched as she climbed into her bed, patting the space next to me.

"Come here."

Damn, she's got my heart in a headlock.