Love Story -- Joe Jonas

Love Story -- Joe Jonas| Chapter Five

Author's Note: I know, I know. It's been what, a month since the last update? But I've been busy. For those of you who don't know, my grandfather was ill as that was one week in the hospital, then he passed and I needed to weeks for the wake/funeral

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But enough with the sadness, on with the story. I'll try to make it longer than the others to make up for my absence.:

EDIT: I re-read this and saw mistakes. Sorry about that. I was kind of in a hurry to post this that I didn't look it over.

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CHAPTER FIVE

SIX MINUTES

"Ow. . .Ow. . . OW!" Josh whined, pulling his hand from mine. I threw him an apologetic smile as I laced my fingers together. I had been squeezing his hand due to my nerves. The screaming fans outside did NOT help. I glanced outside the window as the Jonas Brothers' 'S.O.S' blasted in Josh's car. He had the windows rolled down a crack and we got approving looks from the girls walking past us.

"I'm sorry, Josh. I just. . . I still haven't figured out what I'm going to do. Or what I'll say," I added, frowning. Josh threw a look at me that said 'shut up, you'll figure it out', and I pressed my lips together. I flattened down the bright pink shirt I wore; glancing at Josh's matching pair. My lips curled into a smile and I held back a giggle. He noticed and rolled his eyes, pulling his Mustang into the V.I.P parking section. "I just can't believe you're actually wearing an 'I heart JB' tee-shirt." He shook his head and followed directions of the man in the yellow jacket telling him where to park.

"I told you, I'm doing it for YOU." He turned to me after parking the car and shutting it off. "Enough about our awesome shirts, let's go find us those boys." My lips pulled into a bright, nervous smile and I stepped out of the car. Walking to the gates was . . . fun. Josh and I received MANY compliments on our shirts and the backstage passes that hung around our necks. Josh handed our tickets to the ticket checker and she smiled at us, and then allowed us in. Once inside, we looked around for a bit, checking all the merchandise. As I checked out a pretty sweet pair of glow-stick sunglasses, I heard rustling behind me.

I turned and saw four or five silhouettes move behind a wooden door. I tugged on Josh's arm and casually walked to the wooden door. He followed me, brows raised. "What? What is it, Sam?" He asked curiously. I looked around before opening the door and pulling Josh behind it. "What the hell, Sam!?" I clapped my hand over his mouth and shushed him.

"I think I just saw THEM," I whispered. Josh's eyes slightly widened, but he regained himself and removed my hand from his lips. He nodded and held my hand, leading me through the small concrete walkway that was fenced by wood. I noticed that the walkway was leading backstage and my heart thumped loudly in my chest. Josh must have thought so too because he looked back at me, grinning. This was quite exciting, considering if we got caught, we could be thrown out of the concert. The path led to a black door that was propped open with an amp. I grinned, looking up at Josh. "Great!" I whispered, pulling him inside as quietly as possible.

Back stage looked like a very packed and large storage unit. Black, blue, and red wires were intertwined everywhere, plugged into amps and speakers. Boxes were loaded up against the walls, and wires were even sticking out from there. Up ahead, people were running back and forth, speaking rapidly about what went where. Josh tugged at my hand and pulled me behind the boxes and we made our way that way. I honestly felt like a ninja. Not the Naruto ninja, the old school Mortal Kombat ninja.

Up ahead, a black door with a white sign that read, NICK, JOE, AND KEVIN JONAS: DRESSING ROOM, called out to me. Not literally, I just knew that I had to look. And I did, just in time to see Kevin enter the room. My heart flipped in my chest and I squeezed Josh's hand. Then Nick entered. Another flip and another squeeze. "What is it?" Josh asked, following my gaze. When I saw Joe, I knew it was now or never.