Quickly, he undressed, his clothes scattered randomly across the grass behind him. All too quickly, Joe was jumping in. I couldn't do anything except watch as he dove in, and slowly, he rose to the surface to be floating right in front of me.
So here we were, me and Joe, swimming in our underwear in a pool that we definitely weren't supposed to be in. Don't blame me if I say that this is a little hard to believe.
"So do I live up to the nickname yet?" Joe asked, his wet hair hanging everywhere.
"I dont know, I did have to practically force you in here." I replied, trying to remain cool and not focus too hard on his eyes as I answered.
"Oh, come on! I'm in the pool, aren't I?" He stated.
I rolled my eyes. "Alright, alright, you can have your nickname, Danger." I played with the name on my tongue, and he seemed satisfied.
"Now, what are we going to call you?" Joe asked as he let himself float a little further away from me, but keeping eye contact.
"How about Lily?" I suggested sarcastically. Although, I'm not quite sure I feel much like a 'Lily' tonight.
"I mean like a nickname." He replied
"I know what you meant." I rolled my eyes again before dropping underneath the water again and swimming to the opposite ledge of the pool. If only there was a way to catch my breath underwater.
I turned as I came up for air again, leaning against the pool wall but looking at the surface of the water, Joe was nowhere to been seen. That was until seconds later when he emerged from the water in front of me again. He reached his hands up to grab the ledge of the pool on either side of my head.
Oh my god, this is torture. He's so close, and I think I'm in the process of losing all sanity and any control I may have had in this situation at one point tonight. Now all I can think of is that stupid dream kiss and the stupid big, brown eyes that are making me lose it.
"Any suggestions?" He asked in a dangerously tempting voice, starring right at me.
I think my heart was currently stuck in my throat, and my lungs weren't working right either. I couldn't manage words, but I somehow managed to shake my head at him, thankfully.
God, it is so damn frustrating that he's eye level with me right now, so damn close and making just simply getting out a single syllable word seem like the most difficult thing on the planet. Why me? Why meeeee?
"Hmmn..." Joe finally broke his eyes away from mine, trying to think of some crazy pet name that I will potentially love to death, and hate more than anything at the same time.
This is your chance to recompose yourself, Lily. You don't have those eyes to drive you mad, save yourself, woman!
I reached for the ledge placing my hands just beside his but careful that they never met to save myself from probable disaster and I lifted myself up, out of the pool and into a sitting position on the egde of the pool, my feet still remaining in the water and leaned back, my hands behind me for support.
Ha! Try to torture me with your gorgeous eyes now, Jonas!
Joe looked up at me, watching as I took my place out of the water, but I only let myself meet his gaze for a second. Instead I let my head fall back, and looked to the sky.
The stars were starting to come out. I smiled as one really bright one caught my eye, and I wondered how many other people were looking at that single star right now. And as if he knew that for one second, I got him out of my mind he forced himself back into it and he pulled himself out of the pool as well, taking a seat beside me.
"Whatcha looking at?" Joe asked, not bothering to see my star for himself as he was too busy keeping my in his sight. You know, I felt a lot better about being half naked when we were in the water.
"Nothing." I shot my eyes to our feet in the water, still acting like I wasn't paying attention to the fact that he was sitting closely beside me. He let it go, and changed the subject.
"So, do you break into pools often?" He asked, nudging me slightly. I let myself look to him to see him smiling at me.
I thought for a minute about my answer.
"Yes." I answered plainly, but broke into a wide smile so he'd get the joke.
"Why do you ask?" I questioned back at him.
"I dunno, it just doesn't seem like you. Or, at least I thought it didn't." He shrugged.
"Well maybe you don't know me as well as you thought you did." Score one for Lily! You show him that he don't got you figured out, girl.
Even if I'm pretty sure he did.
"Alright, then tell me." He suggested.
"Tell you what?" I was at a loss.
"Tell me everything I don't know about you." He held my eyes for a second, but I broke away from them quickly. He was not going to get to me that easily.
"I think you should figure it out for yourself." I stated confidently, and I could feel his eyes on me.
"I might just have to do that." He replied, and I glanced back for a quick second. There was something there, something in his eyes. It confused the hell outta me, but I wouldn't let myself fall into that trap again.
"I thought you didn't want to know everything about a person." I smiled, thinking back to the conversation we had just a few days ago.
"I didn't say I didn't want to try." He replied, making my heart beat a little faster then it already was, but I refused to let it mess me up.
"Don't think I'm gonna make it easy for you." I warned, starring at my feet as I pushed them around in the water.
"I was kind of hoping you wouldn't." I tried to catch my breath after these words took it away so simply, and I wouldn't move my eyes from the pool.
I still can't wrap my head around the idea that he actually might have meant those words, and that he really wanted to know everything about me. As if he didn't have my figured out yet...
"Can I ask you a question?" Old Lily took over, and my voice became soft, small and shy as I surrendered my bad act to the likes of Joe.
"Shoot." He agreed.
"Why do you even care?" I asked, finally facing up to my fears of breaking down and letting myself meet his eyes. If there was something there, something on his face that would help me understand why he even cares enough to be around me, I didn't want to miss it.
He held my eyes for a few intense moments, but he surprisingly broke his eyes away from my stare and like I had, looked back to the glowing pool. He shrugged carelessly.
"Should I not?" Joe questioned back, but it only frustrated me further.
"That's not an answer, Joe. That's another question." I pointed out, my annoyance leaking into my tone.
"I don't get what you mean. Why shouldn't I care?" He asked, his eyes burning into me again.
"Well it's not exactly like I'm used to this, nobody really bothered to care much before." I stated.
"Did they really not care about you, or did you just not let them? Because it's like you're trying so hard not to let me." He shot back, and the words hit me hard. I bit down on my lip hard, but refused to let him win.
"That's not true at all." I responded, removing my gaze from his.
"Yes it is, Lily! You keep pushing everyone away! I keep trying to be close to you, to be your friend but every single time the conversation gets a little heavy, you back out. I'm trying to know you but you only let me see a little bit of you." Joe spilled this all out to me quickly.
I remained quiet, completely unsure of how to respond. I just know he has every single part of me figured out, he must see absolutely everything.
And he was right about it all. I'm always so focused on keeping people out. I've been that way my entire teenage life and I can't seem to let it go.
"You're driving me crazy, Lily." he softly stated after a few moments of silence.
My eyes shot to his as soon as I processed the words.
"I what?" There is no way that was right. He drove me crazy, not the other way around.
"You drive me crazy." He repeated simply, and I couldn't help the huge smile that broke out across my face. I let out a small laugh, and shook my head.
Ohhh no, the boy has his facts all wrong. I'm the crazy one, me, Lily Bennet. Joe Jonas is driving me crazy, what could I possibly be doing to cause insanity on his part?
"What?" He questioned, confused by my reaction.
"Nothing, nothing." I brushed him off, still laughing a little to myself.
"You're so confusing." He smiled, nudging me slightly.
"I'm confusing? You're confusing!" I accused with a giggle.
"What? How am I confusing?" He asked.
"Are you kidding? Like, everything you say is confusing." I explained.
"Oh yeah? Well how confused are you going to get when I throw you in the pool?" He asked, ready to move for me. I processed his threat and quickly pulled my feet out of the pool. As fast as I could, I was standing up and running from my attacker, but Joe was right behind me the whole time.
"No!" I yelled as I cornered the pool. Joe reached out for me but wasn't quite close enough. Laughing, he continued to chase me around the pool and I continued to run away from him, the whole time knowing that throwing me in the pool wasn't punishment at all. We were both already wet from swimming in it a mere 5 minutes ago, and the night air was hot anyways. Still, we found ourselves playing this stupid game.
I yelped as Joe's hands found my sides, pulling me down onto the grass with him. Instead of picking me up and tossing me into the pool like I know he could have, he rolled onto his back and looked up to the sky, taking a minute to catch his breath. Beside him, I decided on doing the same.
I was here with Joe Jonas, the boy I was crazy about, laying in some rich stranger's back yard, breathing heavy and starring at the stars. It was a little bit incredible.
With a calm smile on my lips, I looked over at the beautiful, dark haired boy beside me. He met my eyes and returned my smile.
"I'm glad we decided to do this." He simply stated, and I found that catching my breath was even more difficult than before.
"Me too." I agreed softly.
"I have to admit, I never thought you had this in you." He told me, rolling onto his side to face me.
"Never thought I could be bad, huh?" I questioned.
"Not really." He laughed, suggesting that I should take this statement lightly but I was to scared about his next answer to laugh with him.
"You like it?" I knew I would overanalyze whatever he chose to respond with already. If he does, he prefers fake me to the real thing. If he doesn't, what the hell do I have to do? Is it impossible for Joe to see me as more than just a friend?
"Yeah, I think I do." He told me.
Wrong answer, Jonas. Although really, there is no right answer.
I bit my lip, wondering what my next move should be. Should I do something else crazy? Should I prepare myself to be this new, ridiculous Lily for the rest of my New Jersey life?
Is changing myself for this guy really something I want to do?
I met his eyes, his big, gorgeous, sparkling brown eyes that seemed to pull me in and attack me. These were the cause of most, if not all my bad decisions lately and with that, the answer I was looking for became obvious.
Yes. I wanted to do whatever the boy laying beside me told me to do, because I doubt I've ever fallen so damn hard in my life.
And that seemed to make perfect sense to me in my head.
"You bored yet? I'm kinda ready to go home." I suggested, changing the subject and sitting upright.
"Alright, I guess we probably should get outta here before we get caught." He agreed as I was already standing up.
I moved to the pile of my discarded clothes, feeling a little embarrassed but refusing to let him see it for it would ruin the whole stupid act I decided on earlier. I decided I was dry enough as I grabbed my shorts and slipped one foot into them.
I glanced over at Joe as I stood straight, buttoning my shorts. He was in the middle of pulling his jeans on, and I took a second to remember how insane the events of tonight were.
Ignoring my own thoughts, I grabbed my shirt and threw it over my head. I knew the dampness of my hair would cause it to become wet, and it would bother me later. But of all the things I had to worry about right now, this seemed extremely minor.
Kneeling down, I pulled one of my classic converse on and began to tie it up, followed by the next. Finishing, I stood to look at Joe who had somehow already finished redressing and was waiting for me.
I swallowed, letting everything I had said or done within the past hour finally get to me.
Where the hell did this all come from again? Why, why, why would I do that?
After putting the cover back over the pool, we both took a final look to make sure we didn't leave any trace that anyone had been here. We decided we were clear, and made our way back to the fence.
I was the first to lift myself over it, followed by Joe.
I wonder if I came close to 'Dream Girl' status tonight.
At least if I haven't, he hasn't laughed at me and my pathetic ness, which was probably more than I could ask for.
The walk home was slow. Joe was quiet, seeming wrapped up in his own thoughts, leaving me wrapped up in thoughts of what he could possibly be thinking about. That of course should be a sign that I need help.
"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" He asked, like many nights before as we approached my driveway.
"Of course." I forced all negative thoughts away, and smiled up at him.
"Good." He replied as he threw his arms around me, pulling me into him. I gladly accepted this act, hugging him in return.
But what wasn't as normal as goodbyes I've had with Joe before was when I pulled away. He loosened his grip, but he didn't let me go. He held me there like that at the end of my driveway.
I met his eyes, confused. He was looking down at me with an expression that I couldn't quite place.
Maybe tonight effected him better than I thought?
...Maybe he was going to...
"Night, Lils." Joe shook my thoughts away with those 2 words, his hands falling to his sides. I blushed, feeling stupid for anticipating what so obviously wouldn't have happened.
"Night." I replied, my eyes breaking from his and I turned up the driveway.
Even when I think I'm winning, I lose.
What the hell am I letting him do to me?
we're one mistake from being together
but let's not ask why it's not right.
Leave me a message?
I could sure use to cheering up today,
it'd make me preeeeetty happy...
plus, Joe really wants you too.
Him and Lily told me so.
Inseparable [Joe Jonas] Seventeen Forever \\ Chapter FIFTEEN.
B e a u t i f u l ~*~ D i s a s t e r ~*~ L a y o u t sDon't worry guys, here it is. You don't have to kill me now. Enjoy! and thanks everybody for loving it as much as you do.Joe finally shook out of it and nodded, now finally reaching for his own shirt. If there was a downfall in my whole plan, it would probably happen right about now.
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