For years, you have been a fan of the world-famous actor/musician, Jonas Brothers. Your crush was always the middle brother, Joe. You've been to Jonas Brother concerts and seen their TV shows and movies, and just like any other fan, you always wished you could meet them.

Luckily, a few years ago, there was a meet and greet. You, and a few friends, attended the meet and greet, ready to meet the Jonas Brothers. When it was your turn to meet them, you immediately hit it off with Joe.

You had so much in common, and seemed so into each other. After the meet and greet, you and Joe have been on multiple dates. Sure, there were some up and downs, involving some of Joe's exes, and the papparazzi creating false stories about you and Joe, but the two of you always worked through those issues.

After a year of going on dates and seeing where your relationship with each stood, he finally gained the courage the ask you out. You and Joe have dated for four years, until he built up the courage to ask you to marry him.

When you accepted his marriage proposal, neither you nor Joe could be happier. Usually, an engaged couple would wait a year before getting married, but neither you nor Joe could wait that long. You have an amazing wedding, it wasn't too big, expensive, or extravagant, yet it was still perfect.

For your honeymoon, you and Joe chose to go to the Bahamas, the place where you had your first vacation together. You and Joe bought a house there, for future trips since you loved the place so much. You packed your things for your two-month long honeymoon, grabbed your suitcases, said goodbye to your families, then went on your way.

You and Joe had gotten off of the plane ride, and was taken by security guards, with the acception of papparazzi, to the house you have bought. Your workers got rid of the fans and papparazzi following you and Joe, then left you alone. You and Joe explored your house, and when you entered your room, you stared admirably around your room.

"It's beautiful," Joe smiled, then looked at you.