Jemi~ I hate that I love you~ ♥

"You need to stop..." ♥ 39

2013-03-22T10:58:00.000-07:00

The mood was so tense and I hated not being able to read Sam's thoughts.

Dana hadn't spoken for the whole ride. She just sat quietly in the back with her phone in her hand and her eyes fixated on the screen.
I could tell Sam's brain was overworking itself and I put my hand over his. He seemed a bit confused, but almost instantly reflected the smile on my face and leaned over to kiss me on my cheek.
We were finally in our house and Dana was standing a bit unsure, keeping a distance from me and Sam. Sam flung open the door and stomped into the house. I stepped inside, and was about to lock door, when I noticed Dana wasn't inside. I turned around and saw her standing on the driveway.
"Dana?" I closed the door behind me and went up to her. She was facing the other way so I couldn't see her face. I put my hand on her shoulder and gently turned her to face me. She didn't make any resistance, and I could see she was crying. The tears were streaming down her cheeks, and had left mascara stripes. Without saying a single word, I drew her into a hug, and let her cry on my shoulder, while stroking her hair. This girl was Wilmer's daughter. Wilmer's daughter. I held her in my arms, and I couldn't help thinking that she was the only thing I had left of him. "Demi," she said and took one step back. I waited for her to continue, but we were interrupted by Sam's voice. "What are you doing out there?" I squeezed her hand, but this time she quickly pulled it back to her side and ran inside without giving me a single look, or continuing what she had started.
With a confused mind, I went after her, and reached Sam, who was waiting for us by the door.
"What's wrong?" He grabbed my hand, and lowered his voice, so that Dana couldn't hear him. I sighed and shrugged. I was getting tired of him giving Dana the cold shoulder. "Ask her," I said and walked past him into the kitchen. I saw Dana standing in the livingroom, staring out of a window. When I was having bad days, that's what I used to do too. It felt so relaxing, knowing there was a world out there that I hadn't yet explored, and that I hadn't had a bad day on. A world where there might be a place, I'd be happy someday. I wondered, what Dana was thinking of.
"Dana, are you hungry?"
She quickly looked up, as if she someone had splashed cold water on her, during her sleep. But she nodded indifferently, even though I could see the longing in her eyes. I just didn't know what she was longing for. For food? For a stable home? For someone to care?
I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. I was scanning it, when her smooth voice filled the room. "I can just have some cereal, if you have any." I closed the refridgerator door and turned to face her. "Please," She added and I could tell she was inwardly rolling her eyes. I felt like rolling my eyes too, at her sudden change of attitude. It was as if our moment outside never happened. But I just gave her a cheerful smile, and brought down a box of cereal, from the lower shelf. I poured it in a bowl, and gave her a tall glass of milk with it. Then I awkwardly passed it to her. I saw a little spark ignite in her eyes, at the sight of food, and I wondered how long it had been since she had eaten last. But her blue eyes, turned plain again, as she looked at the food and then at me. "Is this how you eat your cereal? With a glass of milk?" Her tone was mocking and made me squirm. But I put my chin up. I was not going to let a seventeen year old make me feel bad about a bowl of freaking cereal! "Yes," I nodded and put on a what-that's-not-how-everybody-eats-cereal face. She snorted and mumbled, "weird". I left the kitchen and went to my room. Sam was sitting on our bed, going through Dana's bags. I felt an automatic reflection, as a woman, to stop him. "Hey!" I reached the paper he was holding, and yanked it out of his hand. He looked up at me, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes. "Did Dana give you permission to read this?" Sam rolled his eyes, but shook his head like a little boy that had been caught stealing from the cookie jar. "No, but babe, she is," he lowered his voice to make sure she couldn't hear us, "exchanging letters with someone, and I need to know what it's about." He stretched his arm out, to take the paper back, but I hid it behind my back, and he sighed, with a little smile on his lips. "You're so stubborn." Yes, he was right. I was stubborn.
"Why don't you just go ask her?" I asked him.
Sam shook his head. "I don't really feel like talking to her." I saw the hurt expression on his face and plumbed my self down next to him. I put my hand on his cheek, which caused him to turn to face and kiss me gently on my lips. I could feel him smile.
"Can I use the shower?"
Sam jumped from me and I inwardly cursed Dana. Had that girl ever heard of privacy? I took a breath and reminded myself, that she wasn't the usual seventeen year old. She was leaning against the door opening with her arms crossed over her chest. "Just like high school all over again," she mumbled, but we both heard it. "Can I use the shower?" She repeated and I noticed how she wasn't meeting my eyes, and she wasn't looking at Sam neither. I could imagine how hard this was for her. Having a brother that wasn't speaking to you, and moving in with his girlfriend when you had only known her for a couple of hours? I got up from the bed and got ready to leave the room so that she, atleast, could have some privacy, (maybe she could learn from it too!) and Sam followed. She walked past us and into the bathroom. "Do you need a towel, pyjamas, or anything like that?"
The seconds passed without her answering and I was just about to let out a very frustrated sigh when her blond head peaked out behind the door. She looked straight into my eyes and gave me a sincere smile. "Thank you, that'd be nice." And just in that moment, behind the wall she was putting up, and beneath all of that make up and attitude she used as a shield, I recognized the girl Sam had shown me in the picture. Something about her reminded me of my younger self. I smiled back at her and left the room to bring her the stuff. Sam was waiting for me in the hall. "You don't have to be her little puppet. You don't have to be this nice to her, when she's acting like a brat." I spun around, and for some reason the words he said hurt me too. This seventeen year old girl standing in my shower, could've been me. The words Sam was saying, and the names he was calling her could've been directed towards me if I never got the help I needed.
"Sam, I love you, and that's why you need to stop. Stop treating her as if she has done something terrible. She did what she thought was the only way for her to survive. She came to this town, with no money and no one to help her. She was lonely and she wasn't secure. She needed fast money, and prostitution's probably the way she learned about first. I'm sure she already feels ashamed and disgusted with herself, so she certainly doesn't need you making her feel like shit." I took a deep breath and the expression on Sam's face was priceless. He looked as if I had slapped him. Really hard too. I chose a pink towel, with roses embroidered along the sides. "Okay?" Sam nodded and I turned my heel and went back into my room.

I had lost Wilmer, and I felt as if it was my job to make his daughter feel loved, since her dad was no longer around to love her.

"Dana is here." ♥ 38

2013-03-01T15:13:00.001-08:00

"Are you ready?" Sam knocked impatiently at the bathroom door.

"Calm down, Sam! Give me five minutes, I still haven't washed my hair."

I could imagine him rolling his eyes and groaning, and I smiled a bit to myself. He was such a child.

Suddenly I felt a cold breeze touch my naked and wet shoulder. I wrapped my arms around myself and turned around. The door was wide open. A bit alarmed, I called out Sam's name.

"Sam?"

He walked into the bathroom wearing his black t-shirt, and his black jeans.

"Oh my gosh, what are you doing? Get out!"

I grabbed the shower curtains and tried to cover my body with it, while containing myself from bursting out in laughter.

"Since I know it will take you another 30 minutes, to wash your hair..."

He pulled his t-shirt over his head and revealed his naked chest, and rock hard abs.

"... I figured we'd save some time, by taking a shower together."

I shook my head, while laughing.

"You're crazy. Sam, stop. Don't!"

He started undressing infront of me, and I covered my eyes, but sneaking a peak through the space between my fingers. He stood, naked, infront of me, smiling confidently and stepped into the shower.

"Hi," he said and brushed his lips against my neck.

I closed my eyes and let my head rest against the wall.

"Hi."

Miley's POV:

I laughed at Liam's failed attempt of putting on his bowtie. He turned around with furrowed eyebrows.

"I can't get this damn thing to tie."

I put down my black clutch with a smile, and approached him. With swift movements, I made his bowtie and he looked down at me with his eyes wide open.

"How did you do that?"

I giggled at his shocked expression and shrugged.

"No biggie."

Liam cupped my face in his hands, and kissed me softly on my lips. He was in a really good mood, and I thought that this was the perfect timing to ask him about the girl that had texted him a couple of days ago. I took a deep breath and started speaking. "Liam, I need to ask you something."

He pulled back and for a split second, as he did so, I could've sworn his eyes changed colour. They got darker. I took a step back, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Yes?" He stared at me, as if he was daring me to ask.

I broke the intense eye contact with him, and started looking through my drawers to find my diamond earrings, he had gotten for me.

"Yes, babe?"

I spun around and with the exact same, cold, facial expression as he had, I asked him. His indifferent tone, was really getting on my nerves.

"Who is Dana? Babe."

The words came out alot harser than I had planned, but had the wanted effect.

His body got stiff, the same second I mentioned her name.

"Why do you ask?"

He was avoiding my question.

"There's nothing you want to tell me?"

"If there was something I wanted to tell you, I would've."

He turned around to walk out of the room, but I ran after him, and grabbed him by his arm, and forced him to look at me.

"Liam, we are on our way to our rehearsal dinner. If I find out you're not telling the truth, this will be the last dinner you'll ever have with me."

Without moving a muscle in his face, he turned around and kept on walking.

Sam opened the car door for me, and led me out of it.

"You're such a gentleman," I said and leaned my head on his shoulder.

Suddenly flashes started going off everywhere and I stood straight.

Miley's rehersal dinner was obviously not as private as I knew she wished for it to be.

Sam placed his hand over mine, and our fingers were intertwined.

I could hear all of the papparazzi's yelling my name.

Most of them even knew Sam.

"How do you feel about Miley and Liam?"

"They're a beautiful couple," I said with a smile.

"Is Nick going to be here?"

I ignored his question and moved on.

"What about Joe?"

They all waited for my answer, but I wasn't giving it to them.

"I'm sorry about Wilmer."

I turned around to face a young guy, about eighteen years old, he looked at me with genuine eyes, and his camera wasn't pointing at me, like the rest.

Suddenly I felt overwhelmed, being out in public like this, since Wilmer's death, and I nodded.

Tears threatned to fall, but I held them in.

"Thank you," I whispered.

I felt Sam's thumb caress my hand and we finally walked in through the gates, and all of the flashes were behind us.

Just like the questions about Wilmer.

The setting was beautiful. The flames from the bonfire, lit up the pitch black sky, and the music, food, and guests were lovely.

I spotted Miley having a very close conversation with a guy that wasn't Liam.

She was holding a glass of champagne in her right hand and her other hand was on top of the guy's hand.

"Oh, there is Miley." I pointed towards her, and Sam looked at me with the same expression I had.

"What is she doing?" I could see he was smiling a bit, as if he was happy if Miley was flirting with someone other than her fiancee, Liam.

"Wipe that smile of your face. Let's go say hi."

He chuckled and we walked up to her.

"Hi, Miley." When she heard my voice, she jumped and clutched her her chest, and with her eyes wide open in shock she turned to me.

"You scared the shit out of me!" She scoot her chair, closer to the table while taking deep breaths.

"Why are you so jumpy?" I let go of Sam's hand, and bent over so the my face was next to her.

"That could've been Liam, sneaking up on you," I said with a voice so low, only she could hear it.

I turned to give the guy flirting with her, knowing very damn well she was engaged, a lesson he wouldn't forget, when I saw it was Nick staring back at me, with an unsure smile.

"Oh my gosh." I shook my head and took two steps back.

"Are you guys serious? Miley, how can you do this?!"

Those words seemed to affect her, as she got up from her chair with hurt glistening in her eyes.

"Do you think he's some kind of fucking saint?"

She grabbed my arm and walked away from the boys, who were left in confusion.

"Two days ago, Liam's phone was calling. I was watching tv, and he was taking a shower. I ignored it, because it's not my phone, but it kept on ringing. Finally, I thought 'maybe it's something important', so I got up and checked to see who it was. It was someone named Dana. She had called him 23 times, that night. 23!"

Miley wiped her tears and I hugged her.

"But, it doesn't mean that he's cheating. Go talk to him about it."

She pulled away, and snorted.

"I did. And he avoided my question, and just walked away."

I felt so bad for her, and was just about to give her a long speech about boys and how maybe he was just tired.. When suddenly, I got a weird feeling.

Dana... Dana.. Dana.

"Dana!" I said out loud, and looked up at Miley.

"I know who she is! She used to be Liam's girlfriend. Her and Sam grew up together. Do you know why she called him?"

Miley shook her head and tears rolled down her cheek.

"She's his ex? This makes things so much worse. What if I change my mind about marrying him? Is it too late now?"

I put my hand on her shoulder and she met my eyes.

"Listen Miley, whatever you decide, all of us will be here to support you. Don't worry about making the wrong choice, just follow your heart and you'll be okay. Maybe... Oh gosh I can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe, you're not even over Nick?"

Her face lit up and she immediatley reacted when I mentioned him. And when she realised that what I said was true, she let her body fall together and let me comfort her.

"Do you want me to talk to Sam? I can ask him more about Dana?"

Miley nodded. We got her fixed up and with the 'emergency make up kit' I had in my clutch, I fixed her eyes again.

We walked back to find Sam, speaking to Liam.

I put my hand on Sam's shoulder and I could feel how tense he was. He didn't even notice me standing next to him.

"Sam?"

His eyes drifted slowly from Liam's face, to mine, and I could tell how stressed he was.

Liam had obviously told him about Dana.

Sam and Liam shared a friendly hug, and me and Miley looked at each other with a confused face.

What on earth could've made them friends again?

"Miley, I love you, and I've had a wonderful time tonight, but I have to leave. It's kind of an emergency."

He turned back to Liam.

"Thanks man. I wish you all luck."

Liam thanked him with a smile.

Sam looked at me and my eyes jumped from him, to Liam, to Miley.

She put her hand on my arm, and gave me a reassuring smile.

"Go."

I hugged her tight, and kissed her goodbye. Then I said bye to Liam.

Sam grabbed my hand, and we basically ran to his car. I almost tripped over my dress, several times, before we stood infront of his car, and he held the door open for me.

I jumped in, and slammed it behind me. In only a split second, he was sitting next to me.

He started the car, and with a loud roar, we were off on the road.

"What is going on?"

"Dana is here."

I turned to him, with a confused expression.

"Here? Where is here? In L.A?" The words came out of my mouth, in a rapid speed.

"Yes. She has been staying in Liam's appartment, not far away from your house."

"Our house." I corrected him.

He looked at me, and burst out in a smile.

"Our house."

He turned to focus on the road again.

"She came to L.A a couple of weeks ago."

"Weeks? How did she have money for anything?"

I could see Sam uncomfortably shift in his seat, and he looked really angry.

"She.."

He broke off, and looked away.

"Sam, you can tell me."

He nodded.

"I know, I just.." He shook his head and furiously slammed his hand against the wheel, so that it honked.

"She's been selling herself."

I could feel my jaw drop in horror and my hand flew to my mouth.

"Oh my gosh, that's terrible."

He laughed dryly.

"She used to be such a sweet girl."

I stroked his arm, trying to calm him.

"I'm sure she still is. She just did what she thought she only could do to survive here."

He pulled over with the car, outside an appartment building, and took out the car keyes. Suddenly we were sitting alone in the car, in total silence.

He looked at me, with dissapointment mixed with hurt, coating his face.

"Why didn't she call me?" He said in a low voice. "She knows I would've taken care of her."

I moved closer to him, and gently held his face in my hands. "Maybe she was too scared to talk tell you about it. Or, maybe she was ashamed. But, she's in there now. And you're going to go in there, and you can take care of your little sister, just like she deserves to be taken care of. And she can stay with us."

Sam leaned in and kissed me.

"I'm so lucky to have you as my girlfriend."

He stepped out of the car, and I stayed in my seat, thinking it was best if I let them deal with their family issues in private.

After walking a bit, he turned to look at me.

"What are you doing? Aren't you coming?"

"Oh.." I opened the car door, and ran up to him.

He put his arm over my shoulders and I gave him a reassuring hug. Liam had given Sam the keyes.

"That's awfully nice of him, considering he called her... such bad names."

Sam nodded.

"He told me our fight got him thinking, and that this was the least he could do."

I opened my mouth to ask him if he thought Liam and Dana had been having an affair behind Miley's back, but closed it quickly.

Sam, had understood what I was about to say anyways.

"Liam made it very clear that he had only met her that one time, to supply her with basic needs."

I nodded, acting uninterested.

We came to a halt and I looked up.

24B. Dana was just inside of those walls.

Sam took a deep breath and I squeezed his hand.

"Don't worry."

Sam had shown me a picture of her, a month ago or something, it was a picture of her when she was 16. She looked like a really sweet girl.

Sam knocked on the door. He was shifting froom one foot to the other.

He knocked again.

No one opened.

Sam handed me the keyes, and I knew he was to, emotionally upset to handle it. I drove the key into the lock, and turned it. The door was wide opened.

There was music playing, and I recognized my favourite band.

"Awesome, she listens to Pierce The Veil."

Sam glared at me and I shut up. We walked into a room, and what we saw, was sure to set Sam on fire.

There was a pile of cocaine at the end of the bed, and a tall, tattoed guy lying over a skinny girl, with long blonde hair.

Sam went up to them, and when they saw us, he immediatley got up. Sam was just about to punch that guy, but I pulled him back.

"Sam, don't. It's not worth it," I whispered to him in a low voice.

He turned to Dana who was, thank the heavens, wearing clothes.

She got a horrified look on her face when she saw him and I could see tears in Sam's eyes.

It was really hard recognizing her, because her blonde hair, was so much longer. The long sleeved shirt she was wearing in the picture, was exchanged for a corset. She went from wearing, maybe a little mascara, to heavy eye make up. And she was dressed, in all black. I thought she looked kind of cool, but I knew Sam would kill me if I told him that.

"Sam, what are you doing here?"

He grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room.

"Where are you taking me?"

He didn't answer.

I rushed behind them, making sure the didn't forget to lock the door.

This was going to be crazy.

Dana:

To Be Continued... Melissa Ayers 1

2013-02-14T10:14:00.004-08:00

This chapter will be based soley from Melissa's perspectiv.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Studying my stomach, I slowly turned to the side and started stroking it. I wondered if my baby could feel my touch. The image of a little babygirl rushed to my head and I couldn't help but smile. I knew she was going to be a beautiful child. It had been four months since I told Joe that he was the father and now it was August. My child's birth was estimated to be in January. I had broken up with James and I was seeing someone else. Adrian. I think I love him, and he knows that I'm pregnant. He even went with me, when I did my ultrasound. The doctor said I was expecting a girl. I had already picked out her name. January Hannah Ayers.

"Hey," Adrian came up behind me and kissed my neck. I turned to face him and gave him a soft peck on his lips. He stroked my cheek, before he went to the fridge to get something to eat.

"There's nothing in here," he complained.

"Want to go out and eat?"

He sighed.

"I wish, but I have a meeting with my boss. I probably forgot to tell you that yesterday. Sorry."

I walked up to him and smiled to myself at his humbleness.

"No, I'm the one that forgot. I actually remember you telling me, now. When are you leaving?"

Adrian checked his watch then groaned.

"Shit. I have to leave in, like, now."

He rushed to the wardrobe to pick something out.

"I already put out clothes for you!" I shouted to him, while making myself a cup of coffee.

"Ah, thank you babe, you're the best," he said and I choked a giggle when I heard a loud thump followed by a groan.

"Adrian, did you just fall?"

"... Yeah, I'm okay."

I started laughing and he came out of the bedroom wearing only a pair of jeans. I looked at him over my cup and raised an eyebrow.

"You forgot a shirt?"

"Oh, did I?" He kept coming closer to me.

"Adrian..."

He put his fingertips on my waist and I knew what was coming next.

"Adrian.." I said with a serious tone.

"You know what happens when you mock me," his fingertip went a bit up my ribcage.

"Seriously, please, don't," I begged him, my eyes wideopen in horror.

He shrugged, and started tickling me.

I couldn't contain myself and I burst out laughing. Between my breaths I kept screaming at him to stop.

"Please, stop!" I felt my body jump violently as I screamed in laughter.

"Say your sorry!" He commanded.

"No!"

He started tickling me by my collarbones, and I started hitting him, while laughing uncontrollably. That was my weakspot.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry!"

He finally stopped tickling me and I recovered myself, by taking deep breaths.

"I hate when you do that."

He smiled and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

"You're cute when you laugh like that."

"And you're late for your meeting."

He gave me a crooked smile, and even though we had been together for a couple of months, my heart fluttered every time he did that.

He pulled on a black t-shirt, and just before he went out of the door, he turned to me.

"Don't go out tonight. I have something planned for you... Oh, dress nice!"

I nodded and blew him a kiss before he closed the door behind him.

I had put on my favorite dress, it was a black one, and my hear was curly waves. If i might say so myself, I looked pretty nice. I looked out of the window, and saw Adrian's car on the driveway. He got out of the car and I could see him wearing a suit.

Thank. Goodness. I was so scared I was dressed to fancy.
A couple of minutes later he walked through the door. Just as he saw me his eyes got big, and his mouth opened slightly.
I pulled at my dress, a bit insecure, and he reached me and took my hand and spun me around. "You look lovely."
I giggled and he spun me into his arms.
"So do you," I said and stared into his eyes that were fixated on me.
"Shall we?" He said and offered his arm.
"We shall," I replied and out my hand around his arm.

When we arrived to the party, I felt a knot build up in my stomach.
We were at a birthday party.
"Adrian, I thought-"
I was interuppted by the high pitched voice of a lady in a figure hugging dress. She was about 50 years old, her hair was naturally golden, with no grey hairs in sight and the way she carried herself was very elegant.
"Adrian, darling!" She grabbed his cheeks and kissed them.
"Ah, you look so handsome," she continued, while holding him in arm distance and examinating him with a perfect smile on her lips.
"Hey, ma."
It was his mother's birthday?!
He pulled out a box wrapped in silver paper and a black bow on top, out of the blue bag he had been holding in his hand. "Happy birthday," he said in a low voice and kissed her on her cheek.
How could he not tell me to bring a gift?!
"Oh thank you dear," She hugged him back, and slowly turned to me.
"Adrian, aren't you going to introduce me?"
He put his hand on my back and made a gesture towards his mom.
"Ma, this is Melissa, Melissa this is Julie, my mom."
I forced a smile, trying hard not to let her see how embarressed I was.
"Hello, Melissa. Nice to meet you," She reached out her hand and shook mine.
"Hi, I'm so sorry I didn't bring anything. I didn't know where we were going, Adrian wouldn't tell me, and-"
She laughed and waved with her hand, as if she was trying to clear the air of all my excuses.
"Don't worry, doll. I'm just glad you're here."

The night was coming to an end, and we had so much fun. We sang to Julie, Adrian held a speech, we danced and I got to spend time with his family. They reminded me alot of my own family back in Canada.
"Bye Melissa, I hope you had fun!"
She kissed me on my cheek, once on each side.
"Yes, I did. Thank you very much for this evening, and happy birthday."
Julie smiled at me and when Adrian was talking to his brother, she leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"You're the only girl, that Adrian has brought to any family gathering. And I'm glad he did."
She pulled away and I couldn't help my heart flicker. I was the only girl his family had met.

"The rest will fall in place" ♥ 37

2013-02-13T11:39:00.001-08:00

Demi's outfit:

Just as we made a stop infront of an ice cream parlor, my phone started buzzing in my pocket. I let go of Sam's hand to pick it up. I looked at the caller ID. It was Miley.

I made a gesture to Sam that I had to take this call, he nodded and went ahead to buy our ice cream.

"Hi, it's Demi."

"It's me. Miley."

Just as she said the words, I felt a knot build up in my throath and my mouth went dry.

"I know you probably hate me, but I really need you right now."

I sighed and shrugged at the same time.

"I needed you too, but you weren't there for me, Miley."

"I know, and-"
"There's really no excuse."
"Demi, can you just-"

"No, you chose him over me!"

I raised my voice and I could feel all of the anger bubble up to the surface. The following seconds were filled with tense silence.

"We broke off our engagement." Miley's voice was calm, and she sounded tired.

Her words hit me like a slap to the face.

"What?"

"Can I come over tonight?"

I was just about to say no, but then I remembered all that Miley had done for me. She was one of the few people that actually cared about me when I was in treatment, and after.

"Sure."

We said bye, and I hung up. Just as I looked up I noticed Sam standing right infront of me. He held both of our ice creams in one hand and napkins in the other.

"Is everything alright?"

I took a breath, and was just about to lie to him, but decided not to.

I took my cone from his hand and gave him a short smile, before I started speaking.

"No, it's not. I broke up with Joe yesterday, and now I just got a call from Miley. She asked if she could come over and I said okay, but I don't know how I feel about..."

I stopped speaking and stared into Sam's comforting brown eyes.

"I just don't know anymore," I murmured.

He draped his arm over my shoulders and our fingers intervened.

As we were walking down the street in a couple of minutes of silence, Sam started speaking.

"We don't always have to know what's about to happen. As long as we are sure of what is now, then the rest will fall into place."

I smiled and he bent down to kiss me. We stood there, in the middle of the street, not seeing anything else, but eachother.

After a long day of shopping me and Sam finally got home. We dropped all of our bags and on the floor and he placed his hands on each side of my waist, and spun me around so that we were facing each other. I rested my arms on his shoulders and gazed upon his face. He leaned in and was just about to make his lips meet mine, I closed my eyes and- Knock, knock, knock.
I sighed with my eyes still closed and Sam gave me a quick peck on my forehead, before he went to open the door.
I turned around to see who was hiding behind him.
"Hi, Sam."
Her voice gave her away immediatley. It was slightly trembling, and I knew she was really, really, ashamed about what happened.
But Sam just gave her a big hug and I could hear him murmur in her ear, that he was 'sorry about Liam'.
I contained myself from burrsting out in a big 'awww', instead I smiled like a fool. I knew I had made the right choice regarding choosing him as my boyfriend.
Miley gave him a thankful smile and stepped into the house.
She stopped at the sight of me, and gave me a faint smile.
I nodded, with a stonehard face and she sighed.
"Come on Demi, I told you I'm sorry." She turned around to face Sam. "I'm really, really sorry."
He nodded, but I didn't.
"Miley, do you know how weird it felt, the fact that you kicked me out of your house?"
"And I am really sorry about that, Demi. I love you too much to let this go, so can you please just forgive me and we can go back to being best friends?" She gve me a hopeful smile, and I gave in.
I ran up to her and gave her a big hug.
"I'm so sorry about Liam, baby."
When I pulled up, and scanned her face, she gave me a weak smile.
She shrugged and I could she see was fighting her tears.
"It's just that.. I don't get how he could give up on us, that easily, you know?"
I nodded, understanding her.
"Are you sure you broke up?"
She wiped her tears with the backside of her hand.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, did he actually say that you were through or did he just storm out of the house in the middle of an argument?"
This seemed to have her brain going and suddenly she smiled.
"He never said the words."
I gave her an encouring smile.
"See! Maybe he just needs some time to think."
I saw Sam studying me, with a big smile on his lips, at the other end of the room.
"What?" I hissed at him.
He put his hands up in defence, chuckling.
"It's just... You know what, never mind."
I rolled my eyes and concentrated on Miley.
"Do you know where he is?"
She nodded.
"He's at his brother's house."
I made a gesture with my hands.
"Call him."
Miley picked up her phone and dialled his number, then went out of the room to have some privacy.
Just as she left, I walked up to Sam and threw up my hands.
"Why are you laughing?"
"I was just thinking how lucky I am to be your boyfriend. Demi, I've been thinking..."
My heart skipped a beat.
"Yes?"
"I-"
"Great news! Liam apologized and is waiting for me at home!" Miley's voice roared through the house and I smiled at her.
"That's great."
She walked up to me with her phone in one hand and her jacket in the other.
"I'll see you-" She kissed me on the cheek, "-later," she continued while hugging Sam.
"Bye!"
She shut the door behind her.
I turned back to Sam.
"So, where were we?"
"I was just about to ask you, if you wanted to take this relationship a step further. Demi, I love you. I do. And I'm willing to move to L.A permenatly for you. So, do you want to move in with me?"
As I heard him say the words, and then look at me with those warm brown, I almost burst with happiness.
"On one condition."
I took one step closer to Sam, so that our lips were only centimeters apart.
He raised a brow.
"And what is that?"
"That we live here."
He laughed and nodded.
"Deal."
Then we kissed and I was the happiest I had been for a long time.

"Our love will never fade away" ♥ 36

2013-01-12T16:16:00.001-08:00

(PLAY WHILE READING)

Joe's POV:

I picked up my phone from the kitchen table and called her. I had to talk to her.

She answered after only one signal.

"Hello?"

"Um, hi."

The silence was really awkward.

"Demi... We need to talk."

"Yeah, I know."

She knows?

"Uh, okay. Can you meet me today?"

She paused, and I could her some weak mumbling. She was covering her phone with her hand.

"Joe, it's New Years eve."

I raised my eyebrows. I thought we were supposed to spend it together.

"So? We're meeting up later anyways, right?"

Demi's POV:

Shit.

I totally forgot about the MTV New Year's Eve party.

"Yeah, about that... Can I come over?"

"Yeah, ofcourse."
"Okay, see you."
"See you lat-"

Demi had hung up.
Joe put the phone away from him and sighed.
How was he going to tell Demi that he had cheated on her and that Melissa was pregnant with his baby?!
He ran his fingers through his hair and, out of frustration, he threw his phone at the wall.
"Fuck!" He said the word with an irritated voice, and stroked his neck, while thinking.

Demi's POV:
"Sam!"
I called his name while stuffing my phone into my purse.
"Yeah?" I could hear him coming closer.
I turned around and faced a half naked Sam, wearing only a towel wrapped arounds his lower body.
I forgot what I was about to say, and my eyes were as glued to his body, watching the drips of water slowly run down his abs...
"Where are you going?"
His raspy morning voice brought me back to reality and I looked up at his face and met his eyes. He had noticed I'd been staring at him, because he had an amused smile on his lips.
"Um, I have to meet Joe. I have to talk to him about you and me, and apparently there was something he had to tell me too."
The smile slowly dissapeared and a confused look replaced it.
"Why are you telling Joe about us?"
Oh, right. I had forgotten to tell him about Joe. Great.
"Well, when you left I was alone. I was heartbroken. And me and Joe.. You know we used to date and he just came along and when I was with him, I kind of.. healed, you know?"
I could see that Sam was struggling a bit with the new information, but he tried to keep a straight face.
"Right," he said shortly and gave me a quick kiss.
I felt a short stab in my heart, but managed to pull my lips up to a halfhearted smile.

Joe's POV:
"I just miss you, Joe."

"I miss you too, and I don't want to do this, but I have to. Do we have a deal?"
She didn't answer.
"Melissa?"
"Yeah," her reply was short and emotionless.
"So, is that a deal?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever."
I sighed.
"You know I don't want to do this, but I'm not ready to be a parent."
The following silence was filled with so much tension, I could almost touch it.
"Neither am I, Joe," she said with an ice cold voice.
"But, I have a career, and you..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say next.
"And I'm just a waitress with no future?"
I sighed, again, but with more stress this time.
"You know that's not what I meant."
"Actually Joe, there's alot of things that I thought I knew about you, but that I recenty discovered, I don't."
"Melissa.."
"No, don't 'Melissa' me. I have dreams, and I try to reach them. It might take some time, but I will get there. Acting is my passion, but not everyone were born with the same benefits in life, as you were. Luck isn't something I've had alot of experience with in my life. And the fact that I have a baby with you, is yet another example of that. You know, I've had alot of people tell me I'll never make it. Tell me that I'm not good enough, and I've convinced myself to give up. And if you are ashamed to be seen with someone who isn't famous, rich and gorgeous like Demi, than just stop calling me. Because, I will never be her. You got that? I will always be that girl struggling in life, working hard, trying to reach what she dreams about the most in life. Becoming an actress. And even though my baby will grow up without a father, he will be an amazing person when he grows up. Because I can act as both his dad AND his mom. Bye, Joe."

"But-"
The line went dead.
Just then I heard someone knock, three times on the door.
I put the phone down on the table, and went to open the door. Behind it, Demi's face was revealed.
"Hi," she said.
"Hey."
We both stared at eachother for several seconds, before I decided to break the ice.
"Um, come in." I gestured towards the living room behind me.
She gave me a quick smile, and continued past me.
I shut the the door behind me and followed her to the couch. We sat down, opposite to eachother and I could tell something was troubling her. Another thing that I noticed was that she was wearing all black, and her face seemed... all washed out. Her eyes and nose were a bit swollen and her hair was casually tossed up in a bun.
Demi's POV:
"Dem, are you okay?" Joe asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I shot him a fake smile, but I could tell that he wasn't convinced.
"I can tell when you're lying," he said and his eyes went from being distant, to warm. Just the way I loved them.
I sighed, and tried to prepare myself mentally for telling him about Wilmer's passing.
"Joe.." I started, but I couldn't even start my sentence without feeling the tears building up in my eyes, and making my eyes burn.
I fought to keep them in, but as I continued to speak, they fell down my cheeks.

"After the Halloween party.."
Joe put up his hand.
"Yeah, about that, where did you go? I tried calling you, but I couldn't get a hold of you."
I nodded. He was lying. I had checked my phone just before dad called, and I only had one message, from Rory. Joe had called me the next day.
"I got a call from my dad, and I took a cab to the hospital. Wilmer," I said with a shaky voice, but I couldn't continue because my voice failed me and I broke out in tears.
"He's gone."
I looked up at Joe. All the color was drained from his face and his mouth was slightly open.
"Fuck," he whispered and the tears in his eyes were on the verge of falling.
"How?"
I wiped my nose and shrugged.
"They don't know yet."
Joe walked over to me and draped his arm over my shoulders. I rested my head on his shoulder, and we sat like that in a couple of quiet, calm, peaceful, minutes. It was a silent moment for Wilmer. We both knew he was what we were thinking of. I let out a short breath and looked at Joe. He wiped away the few tears left on my cheeks, and under my eyes, with his fingertips and we both smiled.
Suddenly, I was struck with an idea.
"Joe, do you have any candles?"
He furrowed his brows.
"Yeah, probably."
"Can you please bring two? And matches or a lighter."
He nodded and got up from my side, without asking any questions.
I got up from my seat, and took of my high heels. Then I knelt before his table.
"What are you doing?" I could hear him walk into the livingroom, behind me.
"Just put the candles on the table and come sit next to me."
Joe raised his eyebrows and mumbled an "okay..?"
But he knelt down next to me and handed me the matches.
I lit the candles and held his hand.
"Close your eyes," I commanded him.
He did as I said.
I closed my own and started praying.
"Almighty Eternal God, in Your fatherly goodness, be kind to the soul of Your servant, Wilmer Eduardo Valderrama. Cleanse him whom You have called from this world of all his faults..."

I blew out the candles and turned to Joe.
I realised he was already staring at me.
"What?" I said and giggled.
"I didn't know you knew the prayers. I'm impressed."
I laughed.
"Praying acutally helps me alot. It gets me through my tougher times."
Joe smiled and stroked my cheek. He let his hand glide down to my chin and cupped it with his hand.
"I'm gonna miss you, y'know," he murmured, almost more to himself than to me.
I met his eyes, and gazed upon him with confusion hinting in face.
"What do you mean?"
He shrugged, but didn't let his hand fall down from my cheek.
"I'm guessing you didn't come over to pray for Wilmer."
He said it as a statement, but his voice went up a bit on the end of the sentence, so that it sounded a bit like a question.
I looked down and shook my head slightly.
When looked up at him again, I noticed how his smile never left his lips.
"I still love you though."
I let out a laugh and nodded.
"I love you too."
He opened his arms, and I found my place in his embrace. I felt at home.

The truth was that we would always love eachother. Sometimes the love would take shape in friendship, but often it was more than that. Right now we loved eachother as friends, but as we lied closed to eachother, we both knew it was just a matter of time before our love took form of romance again. But the love we had for eachother, never died or faded away. It would always be there to stay.

Writer's note:
I just want to thank you all that follow this story. Seeing that people actually care about whether or not I update, really means the world to me.
So, should Joe tell Demi about his baby?
Is Sam and Demi, better than Joe and Demi?

"What do we do now, get married?" ♥ 35

2012-12-28T16:53:00.001-08:00

(PRESS PLAY AND LISTEN WHILE READING!) <3

"Demi, I know you're in there."

I groaned and pulled the cover over my head.

"Demi, come on. Just open up. I need to talk to you."
I still refused to move.
"Someone is here with me to see you."

I only had an ounce of energy left in my body, and when Dallas said that sentence I succeeded with letting out a weak "who?", but strong enough for her to hear me. My fingers were tied it was Joe. I needed someone to comfort me. Someone that could hold me, without making me feel like I could kill them on the spot. I needed him.

"Open the door, and you'll see," Dallas shouted back.

I moaned, but found some strength too slowly push my body up from the bed. I took two aspirins, from the tube that was next to my bed, and a sip of the water next to it. I made a face when I realised the water had been there for two nights, but I forced myself to swallow it.

I was wearing a set of pyjamas that Sam gave me when we were still dating. I had been wearing them for three days straight now.

My eyes were swollen from all the crying I had been doing, and my hair was in a messy bun.

I carefully swung my legs down the bed, and let my feet slip into some panda slippers I found in my shoe closet.

Before I started heading towards the door, I thought about grabbing my college, but then ended up shrugging and dragged my feet to the door.

Dallas knocked repeatedly, just as I opened the door.

Dallas hand, which was still in the air, slowly fell to her side when she saw me.
We stared at eachother before I broke into tears.

"I'm so sorry.." She bit her lip and her eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Come here," I said and wrapped my arms around her. We stood there for a while, and just as I was about to pull away from her I saw someone walk up the stairs to my house.

It was Sam.

He ran his fingers through his hair, and when he looked up and saw me, he stopped. He just stopped walking , and I stopped breathing. My whole world just stopped, and I could feel how my knees got weak and my heart started racing. We looked at each other for, what seemed like for ever, before he decided to break the silence.

"I meant to call first."

I couldn't find any words, I couldn't speak, so I just nodded.

Dallas looked at the two of us, before awkwardly pointing to the door and making a comment about how she was going to give us some "privacy".

I closed the door behind me and walked up to Sam, who was still standing on the stairs. His brown eyes were piercing into mine.

We were now so close that I could smell his cologne.

I closed my eyes and let the smell remind me of all our moments together. All of my emotions, that had been lying buried deep down in my heart, came rushing back.

And for the first time, since Wilmer's death, I let the corners of my lips slightly go up.

"I heard about Wilmer." Sam's voice brought me back to reality, and suddenly the depression of the last three days, surrounded me.

I looked at Sam, and when I felt the tears fill my eyes again, I looked down and I couldn't help myself from sobbing. Sam furrowed his eyebrows, and I could read on his face that he was hurting when I cried.

He let his fingertips gently caress my cheek.
I let him.

His eyes flickered and he didn't meet mine.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled.

I looked into his eyes, but this time my eyes weren't filled with love, with tears- yes, but mainly with hurt.

I was hurt because he had left me, because he hadn't called, because... Well, because he didn't come back for me.

"Are you sorry for Wilmer," I made a pause and he met my eyes, "- or are you sorry because you never came back?"

Sam shook his head with guilt, but looking into my eyes now.

"Both."

I crossed my arms over my chest and shrugged demanding.

"Do you have a reason, or was I just not good enough?"

Sam, who had been looking down, hastily looked at me and cocked his head to the side. When he started speaking, his brows were deeply furrowed, he gesticulated with his hands, his voice was raised and I can swear a fire was dancing just in the center of his pupil.

"I left, just because I loved you. I still do. I couldn't forgive myself for losing controll, that day. I'm not that kind of person, but when it comes to Dana... I can't help myself. She means everything to me."

Sam:" She means everything to me."

I rolled my eyes and a sarcastic laugh escaped my lips.

"Ofcourse... it's another girl. Is it her I heard on the phone?"

Sam sighed.

"Yes and no."

He seemed to understand that I was confused, because he continued without waiting for my response.

"When you and Miley went away for awhile, me and Liam started to talk about Australia. I used to live there, growing up, and Dana..."

Sam made a pause, and I could tell how his face lit up when he mentioned her name.

"Do you love her?" I asked.

Sam's eyes met mine and he nodded.

A knot in my stomach started building up and I shut my eyes to prevent myself from crying.

"But it's not how you think, Dem. She's 10 years younger than me. She is like my little sister, and also the daughter of Gabriella. When her dad left, Gabriella had to come to our parents and ask for help. She was only 17 and they couldn't reject her. So they took her in and she grew up together with me." Sam once again paused, but this time I could tell he was teary-eyed. He looked up to keep the tears from falling, but he failed. A single tear slowly fell down his cheek.

I brought my thumb to the side of his face and slowly brushed it away.

He looked at me and continued speaking, now with a steady voice.

"Liam said he was from Australia, so I asked him which part, and he happened to have grown up not too long from where I used to live. I asked him if he knew Gabriella, but he didn't, then I asked him if he knew Dana and this time his answer was different. He said "I thought I did", when I asked him what he meant he said that Dana was a slut and that she going blind a good thing. He said that she deserved it." Sam pronounced the last words with disgusting.
"How did she go blind?" I carefully asked him.
"One day when we were kids we found some tiny fireworks in a box. She held it in her hands while I lit it. The doctor said it was a miracle she didn't die. She was in a coma for a long time though. Anyways, I will always blame myself for that. And when Liam said so, I... exploded. And when you tried to stop me, I was blinded by anger."

I slowly pulled my hand back and crossed my arms over my chest. The wind was blowing through my hair and I wrapped my arms around myself instead. Sam, who noticed I was cold, took of his coat and draped it over my shoulders.

I smiled of appreciation. I accepted his reason for leaving, but he still hadn't told me why he never came back or called.

"You did the right thing. Liam acted like a douche. And you shouldn't blame yourself. You were just a child, you didn't know better." I made a pause and looked down. "But why didn't you call me? I missed you, so much.." I choked on the last word, and my eyes started flickering but I kept on speaking. "I couldn't love anyone else, just the same as I loved you. I never even got an explanation. A reason."

Sam nodded and his face went hard. He looked away from me.

"Just after I left L.A, I went back to Atlanta, when I arrived I was welcomed with the news of my sisters passing..."

When Sam said that I automatically took a step away from him and gasped. Both of my hands were covering my mouth and I just slowly shook my head, trying to let Sam know how sorry I was.

"Gabriella's dead?"
He nodded, and I could tell how hard he was trying to keep his tears from falling.
"I wanted to tell you, but there was so much on my plate, and I didn't want to come back to you when I was an emotional mess. I wanted to do the right thing, not put even more weight on your shoulders."
I embraced him in a hug, and he hugged me back. I rested my head on his shoulder and we stood there for a while, before he pulled back, but his hands still holding mine.
"That night, I made the second biggest mistake of my life. Leaving you."
I bit my lip and I felt my cheeks burning.
Sam smiled amusingly and took a step closer to me.
"What was the biggest mistake?" I whispered the words and watched as Sam always got closer to me. His chest was against mine and our lips just millimeters away.

"Not coming back for you," he murmured and I couldn't help myself. I put my hands around his neck and his lips gently met mine. I could feel his smile in our kiss, and my tounge entered his mouth. Our lips moved in sync, and I felt like we could stand there forever..
But just then it started raining. It started as just drizzle but after a couple of minutes rain was pouring down and we pulled away from eachother.
"Where did that come from?" I laughed of shock and amazment while looking up.
But Sam was still resting his eyes on me.
"It reminds me of our first date," he said and my heart fluttered when I realised he had been thinking about that day as many times as I had. I looked back at him and nodded.
"You look just as amazing right now... Even though you're in the pyjamas I gave you." He took me in and looked at me up and down, his smile never leaving his lips.
I gasped when realising I was in dirty pyjamas, and that my hair was a mess. I wrapped my arms around my body and cursed myself for not wearing my college.
Sam laughed at my attempt of shielding myself, and cupped my face in his hand.
"I love you, Demi. And no matter what happens from now on, it will always be you.

Melissa's POV:
Joe ran his fingers through his hair, of pure frustration.
"I can't believe this is happening," he said and shook his head.
I stood in the corner of the room with my arms crossed over my chest.
"Are you sure the test was positive?"
Was he being serious right now?
"Yes, Joe. I did three different tests, ofcourse I'm sure!"

"Shit," he said for what felt like the hundreth time during the course of ten minutes.
I rolled my eyes and sighed.
"What do we do now, get married?" He asked, with an irritated voice.
I squinted my eyes angrily and walked up to him.
"No, we don't do anything. Look, I get that you're not ready to be a parent, but neither am I."

Melissa: "Look, I get that you're not ready to be a parent, but neither am I."
I threw my hands up in the air. "Just leave me alone and I'll take care of it." I yanked my jacket of the hook that it had been hanging on and flung open the door.
I could hear Joe sigh behind me.
"Wait. Mel, wait.."
But I just stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind me.
I couldn't breathe or see because my tears were blindning me, but I made it down the stairs and out of the door.
I was carrying Joe's baby. How the fuck did I get in this situation?

"I was too late.." ♥ 34

2012-12-07T13:52:00.000-08:00

(PLEASE PLAY THE SONG WHILE READING)

I ran into his room with my heart in my throath.

Mom and dad were sitting down next to his bed. I couldn't see passed them.

I cleared my throath and they turned around. When they saw it was me, their shoulders slumped and mom slightly shook her head with tears in her eyes.
'I'm so sorry... Sweetie...'
I saw her mouth moving, but I couldn't hear her. The shock had taken over me.

My feet automatically moved slowly up to his bed.

He was covered with a white linnen.

I was too late.

"Wilmer?" My voice was so weak.

"I'm so sorry baby," mom said and I could tell on the way her voice was shaking, that she had been crying before I came.

I needed air.

With a trembling hand I revealed his face. He was pale and that's when it hit me.
Wilmer was gone.
I heard someone scream loudly, it was my own voice, and I couldn't stand staying in the room one second longer. With my shoes in one hand, I pushed the door to the room, open with my other.
'Honey, wait..!'
I could hear my parents calling me, but I was to overwhelmed to even look back.
I ran out of the room, down some stairs and out of the hospital.
The cold air that engulfed me brought me back to reality.

My legs got week and before I knew it I just dropped down. I was sitting down, with my feet on the ground.

And the tears started flowing.
'Oh my gosh, oh my gosh oh my gosh...'
I couldn't help repeating those three words over and over again.

Joe's POV:
Melissa looked over at the watch on the wall.
"Shit, it's 4 am!"
I chuckled.
"Aren't you sleeping over?"
"No, I have to go home. I have work in the morning, and it's too far from here."
"Oh..." I nodded. "Well, I think I'm leaving now too, do you want a ride?"
She smiled.
"Yeah, thank you."
I put my beer down, and went out from the kitchen, with Melissa behind me.
Suddenly, I felt someone pulling me back.
"What the fuck, yo?!"
I turned around, ready to punch someone, then I saw it was James. His hair was messed up, his eyes were bloodshot, and wasn't wearing a shirt. He was sweaty, and I could tell he had been drinking alot.
"Take it easy man, I was about to hit you," I clapped him on his back, ready to reach the door, when he pulled me back again.
"Okay, what's the probablem, dude?" I tried to keep calm

Melissa's POV:
The irritation in Joe's voice was obvious.
"Why are you all up on my girl?"
James pointed at me, while screaming at Joe.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
James laughed sarcastically.
"Do you think I'm fucking stupid? I can tell you want to fuck her."
I gasped.
The way he talked about me was just offensive. As if I was an object. And as if I wasn't standing just right next to him.
Joe seemed to think the same way, because he placed his hands on James chest and pushed him hard.
"Don't talk about her like that. And what about you? You're the one grinding on Demi!"
James shrugged.
"Just doing the job for you. She seemed happy she was finally getting some!"
Getting some? What the hell was that supposed to mean? Getting some of James or getting some attention?
Was James cheating? Without thinking, I raised my hand and slapped him hard on the side of his face.
"Atleast I keep my girls from hitting me," Joe laughed at James. Which was a big mistake.
James punched him in the face.
And then it started.
They started a huge fight.
James grabbed Joe and slammed him against a wall. Joe fell down on the floor, but got up and punched James in his stomach.
James bent over and groaned.
That's when I grabbed Joe's arm and made a run for the door. We got out and I fiddled with the keyes in Joe's pocket. I took them out and unlocked the door to his car.
Joe opened my side and I got in.
When he slammed it shut, I saw James open the frontdoor, trying to continue the fight with Joe, but Joe was already in the car and we drove away.

We sat in silence for the most part of the ride, until the car started going slower and finally stopped outside of Joe's house.
"What happened?"
"Shit."
He hit the steering wheel and sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't have any gas."
"Okay, um, that's fine, I'll just walk from here. Thanks for the ride," I gave him a quick smile and stepped out of his car and started walking.
"Mel!"
I turned around. Joe started walking towards me.
"Hey, wait. Why don't you crash at my place tonight?"
I laughed.
"James would kill me."
Joe raised an eyebrow.
"James doesn't have to know."
Now it was my turn to raise an eyebrow.
"What about Demi?"
Joe shrugged with a hint of a smile on his lips.
Never did his eyes break away from mine.
"So what do you say?"
I hesitated, but then nodded.
"Yeah, fine. I mean it is closer to work. Thanks."
He wrapped his arm around me, and we started walking back to his house.
"Is this a trick you use to get girls to follow you home?" I asked him jokingly.
Joe threw his head back and laughed.
"Sometimes. No, I'm kidding!"
We laughed together on our way to the gate of his house.

"... It's Wilmer." ♥ 33

2012-11-09T12:00:00.002-08:00

The clock striked twelve. Joe took my hand and I knocked on the door, taking a breath of nervosity. The door slowly opened. The music was so loud that the ground was shaking beneath me, and beautiful girls and hot guys were all over the place. There were so many people I almost lost sight of Joe. I grabbed his hand tighter. I was dressed up as Cleopatra:

Half an hour later:

The beat was hypnotizing and I was starting to get a bit tipsy. I put my arms around Joe's neck and my hips started moving. Joe smiled and let his hands slip down my back and let them rest just over my bottom part.

I turned around, so that my back was against his chest. I bent over, my hips being the only thing moving. Joe put his hand on my back and I could hear everyone chanting around me. I got back up and laughed when I saw all the guys surrounded around me. One of them had familiar blue eyes...

"Impressive," James said while clapping his hands.

I could barely hear him, but I understood what he said and I thanked God it was dark in the room, because I was blushing.

James walked up to me and looked over at Joe.

"You mind?" He asked while taking my hand.

Joe shook his head.

James nodded and pulled me in so that my chest was against his. My lips, just a few teasing inches away. I pulled back.

"I mind."

I tried to walk away, but he just pulled me back.

"One dance?"

He signed number one with his finger so I could understand him.

I deliberated it for a while, trying to find Joe in the crowd, but then nodded.

"Fine. One dance."

My favorite song, 'King of the Dancehall' came on and I squealed excitedly.

James stod behind me and let his hands slide down my naked arms. I bit my lip. James lips were so close to my neck, that I could feel his warm breath. His hands sled down to my waist, and I stopped him there. I grabbed his hand and turned around. We were basically just grinding on eachother, the tension was very sexual but I tried to ignore it. I stroke a few dancehall moves before things got too heated. My hands ran down his chest and his rand down my back. The music stopped and we were back to being close to eachother, but this time the tip of our noses were touching. I gasped and jumped away from him when I realised how close we were.

James POV:

Demi quickly took a few steps back. The expression on her face was unreadable, but I could tell that she was shocked. She started to walk away.

"Demi! Hey, wait..."

I grabbed her arm, but when I looked at her face I realised I had accidentally grabbed someone else.

"Oh, sorry.."

The girl smiled at me, and if the situation would've been different, I probably would've done her, but I couldn't do anything before I reached out to Demi.

Joe's POV:

I went to the kitchen to look for drinks, for me and Demi, when I ran into Melissa.

She was standing against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest and her red lips were pouting slightly. She seemed so deep in her thoughts. She didn't notice me standing next to her.

The music was so loud I had to shout.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Her head snapped towards m direction, but when she made me out in the darkness, she smiled softly.

"Hey. Yeah, I'm fine..."

There was an awkward silence between us.

"You know, no. I'm not. My boyfriend is on the floor grinding on your girlfriend."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"You're dating James?"

Melissa nodded sadly.

"But he... and you..."

She laughed and slapped me friendly on my arm.

"Hey! He's actually really nice when you get to know him."

I nodded slowly and watched the ice in my glass float.

"Guess Demi knows him pretty well now."

Melissa raised one of her eyebrows.

"Joe, I adore Demi, but do you really not mind when she is acting like that with James?"

I thought about it for a second. I was the one who let her dance with him.

"Well, I didn't. But when you say it that way..."

Melissa put her hand on my arm, unconsciously while speaking.

"No, I don't want you to feel bad.. But don't you want your girlfriend to treat you like you're the only guy in her life?"

I looked at Melissa and realised how her big brown eyes were squinted when she was serious and talking passionatly. But she missjudged my silence.

"Oh, maybe it's just me.." She slowly retreated her hand, but I grabbed it.

"No. You're right."

Melissa smiled and I smiled back at her.

Her soft hand was still resting in mine.

I pulled her in close to me and hugged her. She rested her head on my shoulder and we just stood there for a while, and I felt happy that Melissa and I were still friends.

Demi's POV:

I looked for Joe everywhere. It wasn't easy because the house was so unbelievably huge, but I did look everywhere. Even in the toilets and bedrooms. He was no where.

I reached the front door and slit it open. The cold air hit me. I took a deep breath of the fresh air and picked up my phone.

"Weird," I muttered to myself. I had 15 missed calls from my dad, 5 from mom and 2 from Sam.

I could feel my heart flutter. Oh my god. I couldn't breath for a second, but when it finally hit me that Sam wasn't ignoring me, I smiled to myself like a fool.

I called back my dad, still smiling.

"Hey daddy!" My voice was happy and squeaky.

"Baby..." His voice on the other hand was tired and alarming.

I could feel, immideatley, that something was wrong.

"Dad? Dad, what's wrong?"

The taxi had just drove up infront of me and I opened the door and sat inside of it.

"You need to come home, now."

I put the phone to my shoulder and told the cab driver my parent's adress.

"Dad, just tell me what's wrong. I'm really getting worried."

He sighed deeply and I prepeared myself for the worst.

"It's Wilmer."

Joe's POV:

I went to the kitchen to look for drinks, for me and Demi, when I ran into Melissa.

She was standing against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest and her red lips were pouting slightly. She seemed so deep in her thoughts. She didn't notice me standing next to her.

The music was so loud I had to shout.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Her head snapped towards m direction, but when she made me out in the darkness, she smiled softly.

"Hey. Yeah, I'm fine..."

There was an awkward silence between us.

"You know, no. I'm not. My boyfriend is on the floor grinding on your girlfriend."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.

"You're dating James?"

Melissa nodded sadly.

"But he... and you..."

She laughed and slapped me friendly on my arm.

"Hey! He's actually really nice when you get to know him."

I nodded slowly and watched the ice in my glass float.

"Guess Demi knows him pretty well now."

Melissa raised one of her eyebrows.

"Joe, I adore Demi, but do you really not mind when she is acting like that with James?"

I thought about it for a second. I was the one who let her dance with him.

"Well, I didn't. But when you say it that way..."

Melissa put her hand on my arm, unconsciously while speaking.

"No, I don't want you to feel bad.. But don't you want your girlfriend to treat you like you're the only guy in her life?"

I looked at Melissa and realised how her big brown eyes were squinted when she was serious and talking passionatly. But she missjudged my silence.

"Oh, maybe it's just me.." She slowly retreated her hand, but I grabbed it.

"No. You're right."

Melissa smiled and I smiled back at her.

Her soft hand was still resting in mine.

I pulled her in close to me and hugged her. She rested her head on my shoulder and we just stood there for a while, and I felt happy that Melissa and I were still friends.

"It's a warning." ♥ 32

2012-10-28T11:05:00.001-07:00

Melissa's POV:

I knocked on the door to Demi's dressing room. There was a quick 'Come in!', and I opened the door. Sitting on the couch was James. I could feel my heart flutter, but I ignored it and went over to Demi who was almost finished getting her make up done. She looked over her shoulder and broke into a smile as she saw me.

'Melissa!'

I walked over to her and hugged her.

'How are you?' She asked me as we pulled away.

'I'm doing fine,' I said and answered her smile. 'Hey, I just met Joe and he told me the two of you were back together?'
Demi opened her mouth to answer me, but his deep voice cut in.

'Ha! So it was you and Joe?'

Demi's POV:

James looked at me with an expression of triumph.

'Shut up,' I mutter and roll my eyes.

Melissa looks at me with a confused face.
I lean in closer to her.
'You can tell him and Naomi are related,' I whispered and made a disgusted face.
Melissa threw her head back and let out a sing-song laugh.
She made a gesture for me to come closer. I did, and she put her lips next to my ear.
'He's my boyfriend,' she whispered back in my ear.
I stared at her with wide eyes.
'Oh... Um, sorry,' I said embarrased and I could feel my cheeks and ears growing hot.
Melissa laughed, clearly amused, and went to sit in James lap.
'Hey babe,' he said and gave her a long, lingering kiss. I looked at them in confusion.
Melissa could do so much better.

We we're filming the last scene.
- 'Action!'
Joe came up to me, with a sexy smile.
- Hey, he said and let his hand run down my dress.
I slapped his hand away, and turned around, but with a hint of a smile on my lips.
Joe pinned me against a wall and our faces were only inches apart.
- Stop fighting it Donna. I know you want me.
- Babe, I've been with you. Twice. And you're ego is bigger than... I looked down meaningly. Joe chuckled and his lips smashed against mine. It slowly turned to passionatley kissing. He placed kisses on my neck and I let out a sigh.
Our eyes met and we both smiled.
- 'Let's bring these witches down,' Joe said and I nodded.

At the end of the episode, Naomi, Melissa and Raven (the witches on the show) cast a spell on me and Joe so that we are frozen for eternity.

We just wrapped up filming! Joe comes over and kisses me, infront of everyone. I let my tounge slide across his bottom lip, teasingly, before I pulled away. Joe pouted, wanting more, and I giggled at his cuteness.
- 'Yo, can I have your attention for a sec?'
Me and Joe both turned around, just to see James with his hands cupped around his mouth, shouting. Melissa was standing next to him, smiling.
- 'So I'm having a halloween party at my place tonight, and you can all come.'
Everyone at the set cheered and clapped their hands.
James walked past the crowd, giving high fives and so on.
When he reached me, he leaned in and whispered in my ear.
- 'You can come too, babe.' he said, teasing me.
I rolled my eyes, and he smiled. I noticed how blue his eyes were, and how his lips curved when he smiled. I bet he had alot of girls over at his house every night. Probably models.
- 'What'd he say?' Joe asked, squeezing my hand a bit tighter.
His jealousy was adorable.
- 'He's just being a jerk,' I said and kissed him on the cheek reassuringly.
Just as I pulled back, I saw Naomi Sparks, his sister, walk towards me.
She had her arms crossed her chest, and her lips were decorated with a knowing smile.
- 'What?'
She put her hands up, as if in defense.
- 'Whoa, Demi. I'm just here to apologize.'
I snorted.
- 'Yeah right.'
She raised one eyebrow, still smiling.
- 'I'm serious.'
I took a step closer to her and lowered my voice.
- 'I don't know what it is you're doing, but I'll let you know right now, there is nothing you can say that'll make me like or atleast not hate you.' I paused and thought back at what she had done, spreading that rumor. That night, tabloids were saying I had allegedly punched her so that she had to go to the hospital. Some even went as far as accusing me of punching her because I was jealous, and because my 'insecurities' were getting way out of hand. I turned around to find Joe, but gave her one last thing to remember. 'Watch your back, Sparks.' I said her name with disgust.
She threw her head back and laughed.
- 'Is that a threath?'
I shook my head slowly.
- 'It's a warning.'
And finally the smug smile was wiped from her bright pink lips. She glared at me and I walked away.
Joe was talking to some blonde girl. I walked up to him and put my arm around his.
- 'Oh, hey,' he said and bent down to kiss me. 'What was that all about?'
I looked over my shoulder, back to Naomi who was talking to James. Our eyes met, but she quickly looked away. I turned back to Joe.
- 'I took care of it.'

Naomi's POV:
That bitch is going to pay for it. The halloween party will be her worst nightmare.

"Should I Call Demi?" ♥ 31

2012-10-08T12:59:00.001-07:00

Demi's POV:

I looked at my self in the mirror in Joe's car. The freezing wind was blowing in my hair, and kept messing up my hair. I let out a frustrated sigh and gave up my attempt on trying to keep it the way it was, when I left my house the same morning. Joe chuckled.

"You look great, babe."

I smiled and rolled my eyes.

"You're my boyfriend, you have to say that."

Joe laughed and nodded.

"That's true... But I actually mean it."

Aww.

I leaned over and gave him a kiss.

He smiled as I pulled away.

"Gosh, I'm freezing!" I blew into my hands and tried to make them warm.

Some snowflakes landed in my hair, but I didn't even bother complaining. I looked over at Joe who was trying to catch some with the tip of tounge.

I laughed and realized it had been a while since I actually felt this... happy.

Sam's POV:

I picked up my phone from the table. Should I call Demi? I probably should... But what if she hangs up? Or what if she hates me? But I need to explain to her why I haven't called her... But... I put the phone back on the table and step away from it.

I run my fingers through my messy hair and take a gulp of the coffee cup infront of me.

"Sam!"

I can hear her calling me from the bedroom.

Demi's POV:

Joe parked his car and we stepped out of it. We were back at the set of 'Shameless Girl'. It was our last day, and we had planned on having a huge celebration after this. I was so excited, and I could tell Joe was too. He put his arm around my shoulders, and we walked in through the door.
Joe's dressingroom was right next to mine.
'I'll see you in five, babe.' He said and gave me a peck on my cold, red cheek.
I smiled and went into my loge.
Just as I walked in I collided with someone.
He dropped the two coffee cups he was holding in his hand and started cursing.
'Fuck. Can't you watch it?'

(Paul Walker as James Sparks)

He was a douche.
'Um, I'm really sorry. I didn't see you.'
He looked at me with squinted eyes, as if he was trying to figure out if I was joking or not.
'Obviously,' He said, sarcasm dripping of his words.
I rolled my eyes, and walked past him.
Rory was sitting in a chair with a brush in her hand.
'Hello, lady,' she said and smiled.
'Rory!' I squeezed her hard and beamed as I pulled away.
'Are you gonna do her make-up before you do mine?'
His voice rang in the room.
I turned around and glared at him.
'Who are you?'
He stared at me for a second, before letting out a short laugh.
He turned to Rory who was trying to keep herself from rolling her eyes.
'She's kidding, right?' He turned back to me. 'I'm James Sparks. My father is...'
'... Kyle Sparks,' I finished the sentence for him. 'You're Naomi's brother.' I looked at him, from tip to toe. He was blonde, blue eyed and, I hated to admit it, but very good looking. Naomi on the other hand had black hair and tanned skin. Their personality on the other hand... I gave him a fake smile and pointed at him. 'You're alot like each other.'
Rory snorted and got on with fixing my hair.
James sat down in the couch and picked up my cellphone that was on the table infront of him.
I jumped from my chair and leaped to him.
'Give me that!'
He looked at me, schocked, but that didn't last for long. He smiled smugly and held a firmer grip around the phone.
'No.'
I sighed and stretched out my hand.
'Don't be a child.'
He laughed and looked at the screen.
'Cute. Who is that?'
I could feel my ears and cheeks grow hot as I thought of my lock screen picture. A picture of me and Joe cuddling in bed. We didn't have sex though, but James was probably thinking that.
I felt a kick run through my body and I jumped on him and snatched the phone out of his hand.
He laughed a bit, but then realization hit him.
'No way! Is that... Joe Jonas? He's here too, isn't he?'
I didn't answer him, I just mentally promised that from now on I'd never have a private picture as my lock screen.

Joe's POV:
I went out of my loge and looked for a toilet. There was one at the end of the hall. Just as I put my hand on the handle, someone opened the door from inside.
I took a step back from suprise when I saw her.
'Mel?'
'Joe.'
Her smile was warm and she looked just as beautiful as she had looked on the day I met her for the first time.
I wrapped my arms around her body.
'How are you?'
She nodded.
'I'm doing fine, what about you, big boy?'
I smiled.
'I'm back together with Demi.'
Melissa's eyes got big.
'Really? Wow, I'm so happy for you.'
I smiled awkwardly.
There was a moment of silence, before we both opened our mouths and started talking.
'I was just-'
'So are you-'
We both paused, then laughed.
'Erm, so I just-' I pointed at the toilet door behind her.
'Oh, okay.' She got out of my way and passed me.
'See you later then?'
She turned around and her lips curved perfectly.
'See you around.'

(Nina Dobrev as Melissa)

Whoa. Is Joe getting back some of his old emotions for Melissa?
And what do y'all think of Demi and James?

❤❤❤❤❤ COMMENT AND I'LL UPDATE SOONER. ❤❤❤❤❤

"But does Sam love you?" ♥ 30

2012-09-10T12:33:00.002-07:00

~At Joe's house, two hours later~

Demi's POV:

I put my hand on Joe's cheek and smiled sadly.

'Although it means alot to hear you say that... I'm with Sam now.'

Joe sighed and looked down.

'But does he love you?'

But does Sam love me?

I took a step back, of surprise.

It was as if Joe had read my minds, over the past few weeks.

Joe opened his mouth to apologize, but I put my finger to his lips.

Joe's POV:

Demi looked at me and shrugged hopelessly.

'I don't know, Joe. He hasn't called me once since he...'

She paused, and looked away and I could see her lip started to tremble.

'Hey...' I stroke her cheek with my thumb and made her look at me. Her brown eyes were filled with tears, but she continued her sentence. She bit her lip.

'He left me, because of something that happened two weeks ago.'

I nodded trying to understand.

'So you've broken up? I said carefully, with a little smile.

Demi laughed through her tears and slapped me, friendly, on my arm.

'I don't know..' She said and sighed. She walked over to the couch, and sat down.

I followed her, and watched as she sat silently, thinking. She was so beautiful.

Demi's POV:

Did Sam love me? I mean, I had heard him talk to another girl on the phone... And he hadn't even called me back. Not once. Maybe, I should just forget about him...

I looked up at Joe who was looking back at me, with calm eyes.

I smiled and remembered how much we had been through, together. Wait... What? Oh my gosh. I remembered. I remembered Joe and me in Camp Rock. I remember that night when we first kissed. I remember when he sent roses to my house, with a card that said: 'Will you be mine?' I remembered his long hair. I remembered how he held my hand at the red carpets. I remember the tour. I remember when I told him about my cutting. I remember how he told me to seek help. I remember when I woke up at the hospital, and his face was the first I saw. I remembered everything.

Joe's POV:

Demi had an empty expression on her face. Her eyes suddenly got wideopen and she laughed a little. As if she was surprised.

'I remember,' she whispered, mostly to herself.

'What are you talking about?' I sat down next to her, and held her warm hand in mine.

She turned to me, smiling, with a releived expression on her face.

'Joe.. I remember you. I remember our whole time together. My memory is back!'

Did I hear her right? Demi hugged me tight, but I was too shocked to react.

She pulled away and looked at me with a huge smile on her face.

'So...' I cleared my throath, 'What does this mean? You know, for us?'

Demi put her hand around my neck and played with my hair, while looking deep into my eyes.

'It's you, Joe. It has always been you.'

I cupped her face in my hand, and I kissed her. The kiss was long, and soft. It got more passionate and Demi moaned of satisfaction when my tounge entered past her lips.

'I love you,' I whispered.

Demi's POV:

'I love you,' Joe said while slowly pulling away.

I looked into his brown eyes, and for the first time, since I loat my memory, I knew I could say it and mean it.

'I love you too, Joe.'

DEMI AND JOE ARE BACK TOGETHER!!!! What do you guys think of their relationship? Boring, or romantic?? Tell me on twitter or in the comment section down below :)

"You don't love me, do you?" ♥ 29

2012-08-20T07:00:00.000-07:00

Demi's POV:

I put on my shoes. I looked into the mirror for, what felt as the millionth time that day. I grabbed my purse and stepped outside where the limo was waiting for me.

My chaffeur got out and opened the door for me. I got in the limo and leaned back against the carseat. We drove off and headed to the event I was going to.

(She looked like this: )

Joe's POV:

I got into my car and called Amira.

"Hey babe, are you ready?"

There was silence.

"Amira?"

Her voice was cold and harsh when she replied.

"Where were you yesterday?"

It took me a second to remember, but I slammed my palm against my forehead and groaned when I remembered.

"I'm so so sorry, Amira. I really am."

She didn't reply.

"Can I make it up for you?"

She still didn't answer me.

I knew I had to do something drastic for her to forgive me, so I lied.

"I love you, Amira."

"You do?"

"Yes."

No.

Amira's POV:

I felt as if he had proposed to me. Love, was a big word.

But I knew I meant it, when I said it back.

"I love you too," I said and bit my lip while smiling.

Joe took a deep breath and I waited for his next move.

"Would you like to come with me to this event I'm going to?"

I gasped and jumped up and down.

I was going to a celebrity event!

"Oh my gosh, really?!"

Joe's POV:

"Yes, ofcourse. I want my girlfriend to stand next to me on the red carpet."

Amira's response came immediatley.

"I love you, I love you, I love you!"

It felt as if someone stabbed me for each time she said the word 'love'.

Then I heard sigh deeply.

"What's wrong?"

Amira's POV:

I slowly sat back down on my bad and squeezed my pink, fluffy pillow.

"I don't have a dress."

Joe laughed at Amira's cuteness. She sounded so bummed.

"Just me me in 30 minutes. I'll be outside of your door."

Demi's POV:

The redcarpet had just opened and I walked out.

I felt more confident than ever, and I striked a pose as the cameramen noticed me standing at the end of the carpet.

"Demi, smile!"

"Look here, babe!"

"Wow, you look amazing!"

I smiled and let them take their pictures. The cameras were flashing, and I was turning and spinning.

This was by far, my favorite part of the events.

I looked to my side and saw One Direction stand there.

A woman came up to me.

She leaned forward to whisper in my ear.

"One Direction wonders if you can take some pictures with them?"

I smiled and nodded.

"Ofcourse."

The woman lead me to them and we shook hands.

Three of the boys had girls standing right next to them.

"Hi, I'm Niall." I flashed a smile and looked into his beautiful blue eyes.

"I know who you are. Wow, your eyes are gorgeous."

He smiled and I noticed how he blushed slightly.

I squeezed myself in between Zayn, his girlfriend and Niall.

The boys started walking away, but they all hugged me first.

"We'll see you later right?"

I nodded.

"Definatley."

They started walking and I could hear Harry say 'Damn, she's even hotter in reality,' and then Niall shrugged and said 'Is it really a surprise?'

I bit my lip and smiled. Now I was the one blushing.

Joe's POV:

I was sitting on a chair outside the dressing room.

"Amira, baby, are you done soon? The red carpet is closing in an hour."

"Yeah, I'm coming out now."

I checked my clock again and tried to hide my frustration.

Amira came out of her fitting room, and time just... stopped.

She looked like an angel.

"How do I look?" She asked and spun around.

I was speechless.

"Joe?"

She looked at me with furrowed brows.

I nodded.
"You look... Just wow."
Amira looked down and bit her lip, with a little playful smile. She came over to me and gave me a long kiss.
She pulled away, with her eyes still closed and whispered: "We better get going."

~3 hours later~
Demi's POV:
I looked around and started searching for Joe. He had called me earlier and when I asked him where he was, he said that he was on his way.
I got up from my seat and walked down the stairs. I could feel everybody staring at me, since the awards were just about to start. I was down at the second row and felt someone tap me on the shoulder.
I turned around and smiled when I saw him.
"Hi, Niall."
He smiled and licked his lip.
"Um, are you leaving?"
I shook my head and smiled politley.
"No, I'm looking for Joe. We were supposed to meet up."
Niall looked down and I could see the dissapointment flash over his face.
"Oh.."
I shrugged and continued talking.
"Yeah, he's here with his girlfriend..."
Niall's face lit up and he smiled.
"Well, see you around then?"
I nodded and waved to him before I walked away.
Then I thought of something and turned back.
"Hey Niall?"
He turned around and waited for me to continue.
I leaned in closer to him, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Amira's POV:
I watched all of the glamorous people walk the red carpet, and suddenly I felt really out of place.
"Um, Joe... Maybe you should go.. You know, without me?"
Joe put his hand around my waist and smiled.
"Amira, you're the prettiest girl here. Don't ever feel like you're not."
I smiled and nodded, even though I didn't believe him.
"Erm, Joe?"
"Hm?"
"Are you completley over Demi? Please be honest with me."
Joe started chuckling and stroked my cheek.
"I love you, Amira. I don't even talk to Demi anymore."

Joe's POV:
Amira smiled and squeezed my hand. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, I picked it up and saw that I had a new message.
Demi Lovato: Where R U?!!
I quickly turned off my phone and put it back in my pocket.
"Who was it?" Amira said and furrowed her brows with a worried expression.
"No one."

Amira's POV:
"Come on," he said and grabbed my hand. He lead me to the carpet infront of the photographers, and in three seconds the cameras started flashing.
"Is that Joe Jonas' girlfriend?"
"Hey, Amira, smile!"
They knew my name?
"Amira, you look beautiful!"
"Joe, look over here!"
I smiled and posed. This was actually fun.
Joe hugged me tighter, which made me giggle.
I looked at him and his honest, warm eyes and I realised... He was my perfect match.

Demi's POV:
I started walking down a huge aisle, until I reached a black door, with a sign on it that said 'Joe Jonas'.
I rolled my eyes and opened the door.
I saw a pretty girl with brown hair bounce off Joe, and blush.
Joe leaned back in his couch and used his hand to wipe off his lips.
"Sorry," I said and made a face.
"Demi?"
The girl looked at me with her big brown eyes and I immediatley recognized her, from the pictures on my phone.
"Amira." I said and rached out my hand, which she shook.
"Pleasure to meet you," she said with a sweet smile, and I couldn't help but liking her.
"Same," I pointed at Joe and smiled. "He has told me so much about you."
Joe sighed and closed his eyes.

Amira's brown eyes got big and she looked at me, then at Joe, and then back to me.

Joe's POV:
Amira turned to me with her lips pursed and her eyes filled with tears.
"You lied to me."
She didn't say it as a question, it was a statement.
"Amira..." I started but she cut me off.
"No," she put her hand up and when she blinked, tears fell down her cheeks.
"You don't love me, do you? That was just another lie."

Demi's POV:
Amira waited for Joe's response but he didn't say anything.
Say something you idiot, I thought for myself.
Amira slowly brought down her hand and nodded.
"I get it now. You were using me. I was right all along."
Joe stood up and grabbed her arm.
But she pushed him away so hard he almost fell.
"Do not touch me!"
She turned around and stormed out of the door.
I looked at Joe and sighed.
"What the hell dude?"
Just as Joe was about to answer me I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"He loves you. But you're too good for him."
Amira gave me a sad smile and I squeezed her hand in sympathy.
Then she walked out of that door and didn't look back once.
"Joe..." I started.
He walked over to me and started talking, while avoiding my eyes.
"She is right. Amira is probably the girl I should've stayed with, but I can't lie to myself anymore."
He held my hand in his and looked deep into my eyes.
"You are the one Demi. When I saw you with Sam that day, I just lost it. It broke my heart. Even though I am not worthy of you. But Demi, I'll change. I'll give up everything just to be with you. Just to spend every second of the day in your embrace."

I started stuttering and I couldn't speak.
Am I really ready for this?

"Just As Friends.." ♥ 28

2012-08-06T09:38:00.000-07:00

~Day 2 on set~

Demi's outfit :http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=55448491
Demi's hair and make up:

Demi sat down in her chair, to get her hair and make up done. Her makeup aritst walked in through the door and waved at her.

"Hi, I'm Rory. We met yesterday?"
Demi pointed at her while trying to remember where she had seen her before.
"I thought you were part of the cast?"
She smiled.
"No, I do the girls make up."

She was tall, had long black hair, a slim body and a pretty face.

"Oh, cool." Demi said while looking at Rory and smiling.

They shook hands, before Rory picked up a foundation and a brush.

Demi closed her eyes and let her get to work.

"Where's Michael?" She asked. Michael was the person that did her makeup yesterday.

"He's at the hospital."

Demi furrowed her eyebrows and unconsciously opened her mouth in shock.

"Oh my gosh, is he okay?!"

Rory laughed and I opened my eyes.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm sorry, I was just kidding."

I glared at her with confused eyes.

"So where is he?"

"His daughter has a bad cold. Now, close your eyes."

I sighed and did as she said.
The room was quiet for a while, before Rory decided to make things less awkward.

"How do you feel doing your first TV appearance after..." She suddenly got quiet and there was a tension in the room, so I decided to break the silence.

"You mean after I got out of the treatment center? I guess I'm a bit nervous, but I love doing it so much that I kind of forget being nervous, you know?"

"Totally. I used to be an actress, so I know how it feels."

Demi raised her eyebrows.

"You used to be...?"

"Um, I had some problems, and my family and friends thought that there was too much pressure for me to handle in Hollywood."

I nodded.

"Do you mind me asking, what kind of problems?"

Rory thought for a bit before she started telling me her life story.

"Like alot of other kids, I was bullied when I was younger..."

"So was I," Demi interuppted.

Rory nodded and continued.

"And when I got to high school, me and my family moved to L.A. I was told I should audition for 'Carmenita', and I did. I got the part..."

Demi opened her eyes and took a closer look at her.

"Oh my gosh, you're Carmen! I knew I had seen you before somewhere!"

Rory laughed and shrugged.

"I get that alot, but no one ever remembers me."

Demi felt sorry for her, and put her hand over Rory's.

"You just need to meet more people. I'm sure alot of people know you. And I know for a fact, they will recognize the name 'Aurora Rivers'."

Rory smiled and I could see her emotions getting to her. She got teared up and her nose got a little red.

She tried to laugh it off. "I'm about to cry."

I gave her a hug and I could feel her shoulders relaxing.

She pulled away and smiled.

"You're not like I thought you would be at all."

Demi laughed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Aurora picked up a straightner and stood behind me. She started fixing my hair.

"You're not... crazy."

I got a bit nervous. Was that what people thought about me?

"Why'd you think that?"

Aurora didn't answer.

"Rory?"

I could her her curse under her breath.

"It's nothing, forget it."

But I couldn't.

"Please, tell me?"

She sighed and I knew she gave in.

"Naomi Sparks is spreading a rumor about how you punched her."

Joe's POV:

*on the phone*

"Hi baby, how are you?"

I could hear Amira giggle on the other line.

"I'm bored," she said, with a soft, sexy voice.

"Come over then."

Amira hesitated for a second.

"Why don't we go out for once? Joe, I don't want to be your sex toy."
I protested as quickly as I could.

"No, no. You're not my sex toy." I thought of something, that could make her feel better. "How about we go out for dinner?"

Amira's POV:

"... I don't want to be your sex toy," I said and held my breath.

What if Joe realised he didn't want me anymore, if I wasn't having sex with him?

But he immediatley replied.

"No, no," he said a bit nervously.

"You are not my sex toy. How about we go out for dinner?"

I bit my lip and felt my heart jump of joy.

"Tonight?" I asked.

Joe's POV:

I smiled at how excited she sounded.

"Tonight," I said, with a determined tone.

"Meet me at the italian restaurant, Aquerello, at 8."

Demi's POV:

"WHAT?!"

Rory nodded silently.

"I will kill her. What have I ever done to her?!"

She hushed me down and kept on fixing my hair.

"Don't say that... Demi, there's something you should know."

"What?" It came out much edgier than I meant. I shook my head and let out a breath of frustration.

"Sorry, I'm just annoyed at Naomi. What is it I should know?"

"They changed the script in the last second. Your character is going to have a fling with another famous kid."

I sighed and leaned back in my chair.

"But I won't be able to remember some new changes. Is he cute?"

Aurora nodded.

"I think you'll agree with me," She said with a smug smile.

Demi felt alarmed. Something was going on...

"Who is he?" I asked suspiciously.

Aurora said his name and I wished the ground would open up and swallow me.

Joe's POV:

"Hey dad."

"Joe, where are you?"

I put my sandwich down.

"At home?"

I could hear my dad punch something.

"You're supposed to be on set today!!"

I slammed my palm against my forehead and sighed.

"Fuck. I'll be there in 5 minutes."

*hangs up*

I ran out my door, slammed it hard after me and ran to my car. I started and the car screeched from the parking lot, out on the highway.

Demi's POV:

"CUT!" Mike yelled and i let out a frustrated sigh.

He got up from his chair and came up to me.

"What's wrong Demi?"

I rolled my eyes and let out a long breath.
"Nothing, I'm fine. I'm just a little distracted."
Mike pinched his nosebridge and went back to his chair.
I could see Naomi standing next to him, smirking. I couldn't let her ruin this for me.
"ACTION!"
I got down on my knees and screamed.
"What's happening to me?"
Melissa pointed at me with her finger.
"We told you, you were going to regret messing with us."
I cringed, bent over and let out a scream.
Raven walked over to Melissa and stood next to her, and pointed her finger at me too.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I groaned.
Now, it was Naomi who was walking up to us, pointing her finger at me.
"Not so bitchy now, huh?"
I got up on my feet and 'fake' slapped her.
She gasped and took her hand to her cheek.
Her eyes got dark and she slowly shook her head.
"That was a mistake."
"CUT!" Mike yelled.
He walked up to us with a huge grin on his face.
"That was perfect! Demi, great job!"
He gave me a high five and I giggled.
"Take five everyone!"
I hurried back to my dressing room.
I was walking so fast I didn't realise someone was walking in the other direction, towards me.
I accidently walked in to that person and he droppped his phone.
"Watch where you're going," he said with an annoyed tone. But that voice...
I looked up and he caught my eye. He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
We stared at eachother and my mouth felt dry.
"Um, s-sorry."
I bent down, to pick up his phone, but so did he and things got a bit awkward, and I couldn't help but smiling. So did he.
"How are you?" I asked him.
He shrugged.
"I'm doing really good. How are things with Sam?"
He still cared.
"Joe, I.."
"Demi, I moved on. You don't have to apologize."
I nodded and swallowed the lump in my throath.
"Amira seems like a great girl."
He cocked his head to the side and looked at me with confused eyes.
"I saw your tweet on twitter," I explained.
"Oh," he said and nodded. "Well, yeah, she is."
I faked a smile.
"I'm happy for you."
Joe avoided looking at me.
There was something dark in his eyes.
I turned to walk away, but he grabbed my arm and spun me around so that I was facing him.
This time, when he looked at me, his eyes were as sweet as honey.
"Do you want to catch a coffee or something when we're done shooting?"
I hesitated.
"Just as friends," he insisted and I bit my lip, smiling.
"I'd love to."

I got in Joe's car, and smiled at him.
"You were great today," he said and I felt butterflies in my stomach.
"So were you," I said while putting on my red lipstick.
"Is that the lipstick I got you?"

Joe's POV:
Her cheeks got red and she looked down.
"I think so," she said with a little smile on her, now, red lips.
She looked so beautiful.. I realised how much I had missed seeing that smile.

Amira's POV:
The waiter came up to me.
"Do you want to order anything?"
I shook my head.
"He'll be here soon," I said, but I didn't sound so sure anymore.
I called him for the ninth time that evening.
He didn't answer.
I checked my clock.
It was half past nine.
I blushed with embarassment.
Maybe something bad had happened.
And suddenly, my humilation was repaced by worry.
I got up from my chair and ran to my car.
I started it, and drove to his house.

Demi's POV:
"What about that time, when Nick fell on stage and started crying backstage?"
I laughed and slapped Joe on his arm.
"Stop, I feel so bad for laughing," I said between my giggling.
Joe laughed and shrugged.
"He hates when I bring it up."
We smiled at eachother and as I squeezed my coffee cup, I remembered how Joe wasn't a guy you ever forget.
All of a sudden, my phone started ringing.
I rolled my eyes, and started looking for it in my purse. I finally found it and before I picked up, I checked the caller ID. It was Sam.
I pressed 'ignore' and put it back in my purse.
Joe pointed at my purse and cocked his head to the side.
"You're not getting that?"
"It can wait," I said.
We were both quiet, just looking at eachother, smiling... But the silence, actually said it all. We both knew that we would always love eachother.

(flashback picture)

Joe and Amira, or Joe and Demi?

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Demi on set

2012-08-06T09:12:00.001-07:00

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"I hate him for leaving me." ♥ 27

2012-07-31T14:12:00.002-07:00

*ring ring*
Demi looked at her phone and felt her heart sink, when it wasn't Sam's caller ID. It was Eddie.

- Hi dad.

- Hey baby. I have some big news and I need you to come to the studio. Now.

- Fine, I'll be there in 10.

- Great.

Demi was wearing this: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=54284587

And her hair and make up was like this: http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7q3tjlXsi1rtmhj4o1_250.jpg

Demi arrived at the studio and the first thing she saw was her dad's face.

- Hey dad!

- Hello, pumpkin.

They hugged for a while, before Demi pulled away and looked into her father's eyes.

- What's going on..? She asked a bit suspiciously.

Eddie grinned and Demi waited for his response.

"You're going to guest star on the hit show 'Shameless Girl'!"

Demi squealed and gasped.

"Oh my gosh, no way! I love that show!"

"I know!" Eddie laughed when Demi hugged him. "And you're going to do two episodes. You're playing Donna Finnley. The bad girl."

Demi smiled and it finally felt as if things were better in her life.

As soon as Demi got home she picked up her phone and called Sam.
"Hello?"
"Hi Sam, it's me. I have some big news..."
"Demi, can it wait 'til later.. I'm kinda busy right now."
Demi looked down and felt the dissapointment slap her, hard in the face, but she just shrugged and nodded. Even though Sam couldn't see her.
"Um, yeah. Whatever."
"Okay, bye. Love you."
Just as I was about to hang up, I heard a woman's voice in the background.
"Who's that?"
Sam didn't answer her.
"Sam, tell me!"
"It's no one, okay? Can we drop it now?"
Demi hung up and felt the tears fill her eyes. She couldn't breathe. No one? She was no one? Why didn't he want to talk to her? It was definatley not how he was acting last night. Demi rubbed her shoulder as she thought of it and tried to relax. She sat down on her kitchen chair. As she was opening her fridge and taking out some pizza, from yesterday, she couldn't help but hearing a small voice in her head, screaming: "He was just using you. You were just another useless girl in his eyes." The voice got louder and louder and Demi slammed her plate on her table and buried her face in her hands.
Demi's POV:
I hated this feeling. Being used, being tossed around, being replaced...
Suddenly I could hear my phone ring. I picked it up and answered it without checking the caller ID.
"Hello?" I took a deep breath and tried to cover the fact that I was crying two seconds ago.
"Hey, Demi. It's Sel."
I sighed of relief and got up from my chair.
"Hi, girl. How are you?"
"Demi, are you crying?"
"What? No." Demi faked a laugh and hoped Selena would buy it.
"Oh my gosh, Demi, are you okay?"
Demi opened her mouth to protest, but Selena cut her to it.
"Okay, that's it." Demi could hear her gathering her keys and other stuff in the background.
"I'm coming over."
Demi sighed, but a part of her was thankful. Selena was a true friend.

Demi's POV:
After we said goodbye, I wiped away some tears and got up from my chair. I put my pizza in the microwave, and logged on to twitter.
""The smartest thing a woman can ever learn, is to never need a man."
I tweeted it and checked my mentions. BAM. I was getting spammed by thousands of people about Joe and... Amira?
I noticed that 'Joe and Amira' were the top trend world wide.
I immediatley googled it, and pictures of the two kissing were everywhere.
I know I shouldn't be jealous, but I couldn't help it. Amira was beautiful.. No wonder he wanted her over me.
I clicked on an article and read it.
"Is this Hollywood's newest, hot couple?
Joe Jonas and a mystery girl were spotted outside his house three days ago. The name of that girl has been revealed by Joe himself on the social network, Twitter.
'Many of you guys have been asking me about the girl I was seen with a couple of days ago.. Well, I usually like to keep that sorta stuff to myself, but she's so amazing that I want to share her with you guys. Me and Amira are together and she's a beautiful, wonderful girl that I love. :-)'
There you have it! Joe and Amira are officially an item! Sorry to break your hearts girls!"
I was brought back to reality when I heard Selena knock on the door.
"Demi, you there?"
I ran to open the door.
It only took Selena a second to understand something was wrong. She opened her arms and let me cry on her shoulder.
Selena gently pushed me away from her, and stared into my eyes, with a look of understanding.
"You saw the pictures of Joe?"
I nodded and we sat down in the couch.
"But that's not it... Last night, Sam and I..."
I stopped talking and avoided her eyes.
I felt very uncomftorable talking to her about that sort of stuff. We didn't really have that kind of relationship, that was more of a me and Miley kind of thing.
But, Miley wasn't in my life anymore, so I took a deep breath and decided to tell Selena anyways.
"We... er, you know.."
Selena looked at me with confused eyes at first, but when it finally hit her, she let out an 'oooh' and nodded.
"Yeah," I said and waited for her to attack me about how stupid I was.
But Selena just let her lips curl up to a smile.
"So, how was it?"
I stared at her and we both burst out in laughter.
"It was amazing. He was amazing."
Selena sighed and smiled.
"Wait, what do you mean with was?"
I felt my heart sink a bit, as I was reminded of Sam leaving me.
"He left me."
She didn't say anything. She just put her hand over mine, and looked at me with a sincere look in her warm eyes.
"I'm sorry, Demi."
"No, it's okay."
She nodded, but didn't take her eyes away from me. I could tell she was worried.
"Really, Sel. I'm fine," I lied.
But she still wasn't convinced.
"Lying to me, won't help."
I rolled my eyes and fell back to the cushions.
"Okay, fine. I hate him for leaving me."
Selena nodded with a look of understanding.
"I know how you feel."
She actually did.
"Nick still talks about you, you know."
She shrugged.
"He hasn't talked to me, in years."
There was a moment of silence. We were both thinking about how Nick had left Selena for Miley. I had never, ever, seen Selena so shattered and devestated.
"Anyways, do you know why he left?"
I nodded and told her the whole story from the beginning.
"And now, Sam and Miley won't talk to me."
I finally looked up and saw Selena hold in her breath.
"You can say it."
Selena immediatley started talking.
"Didn't I tell you Miley was a bitch? She's just so fake! I would never leave you for anyone else."
I kept silent.
I could see her looking at me from the corner of my eye.
"You do know that, right?"
"I guess..."
Selena moved closer to me and let out a frustrated sigh.
"When are you going to get over him, Demi? I've been begging for your forgivness, for like three years. Taylor wasn't worth it. And I never talked to him after our talk."
I could see she was about to cry, so I just hugged her.
"And people thought we were fighting about Taylor Swift."
We giggled and it felt like good old times again.
We sat and looked at eachother.
And that's when I remembered.
"Oh my gosh, I totally forgot to tell you!"
Selena's eyes hinted excitement.
"What? Tell me!"
"I got a guest starring role in Shameless Girl!"
Selena screamed and threw her arms around me.
"Demi, that's awesome!"

~3 weeks later~

Demi's POV:

A woman walked up to me and shook my hand.

"Hello, my name is May, and I'm going to show you around the set today."
She was talking very fast, as if she was in a hurry.
"Cool," I said and beamed.
"But first, you're going to meet the cast."

I just nodded and smiled. I was so excited!

May showed me into a room where a bunch of girls were getting there makeup done.

As soon as I walked in, everybody's eyes turned to me.

"Demi?"

I turned to my left to see a girl with brown hair, and brown eyes. She was very, very pretty.

"Hi."

I shook her hand, but she just looked at me with her mouth slightly opened and her eyebrows furrowed.

"You don't remember me." She said it more as a statement than as a question.

I shook my head and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, it's just that I meet so many new people everyday, and..."

"My name's Melissa."

"Oh, now I remember..."

"Joe's ex?"

I closed my mouth and now it was my turn to look at her with a confused look.

"You know... Joe?"

A girl with black hair and striking green eyes, came between us and shook my hand.

"My name's Naomi Sparks."
I nodded and pointed at her.
"Yeah, I know you... You play Laura on the show, right?"
"Right..."

She looked at me, up and down. Taking me in, before she shrugged.

"I guess not every famous girl in Hollywood can be pretty But that's okay, you're setting an example for... less beautiful girls." She gave me a perfect smile, before she walked away.

Ouch.

Melissa waved her hand before my eyes and my attention was on her.

"Demi, d on't listen to her. She's just a stuck up bitch, that thinks she can get whatever she wants, because she's Kyle Sparks daughter."

Kyle Sparks was the man that owned the movie studio.

"No way. Sparks' Studios?"

Melissa nodded.

"Anyways, I promise you the rest of us are way nicer."
I smiled and followed her to the rest of the girls.
They were all so perfect and beautiful.
I felt my self-esteem drop to the ground.
A girl with long black hair waved at me.
"Hi, and welcome. My name is Aurora, but you can call me Rory."
I nodded and smiled politley.
A tiny girl next to her with curly, red hair leaned back on her chair, so that she could get a proper look at me. She had red cheeks and a big smile. Her blue eyes were sparkling.
"Oh my gosh, hey! My name is Raven and I'm so excited to meet you!"
She had a deep southern accent, and she was very cute.
I laughed and so did the rest of the girls.
"You're excited for everything," said Melissa and Raven nodded in agreement.
"I guess that's kind of true."

I was getting my hair and make up done as the girls were shooting.
Just as I had gotten into my clothes, May peaked in and told me I had to come out.
I took a deep breath and shook my hands, so that i could let all of my nervosity out.
I walked on set with a new found confident and a smile.
The director showed me where to stand.
I felt someone standing behind me. It was Naomi Sparks.
"It's going to be fun playing against you. I'm so excited."
I rolled my eyes and turned around so that we were standing, eye to eye.
"Screw you."
She faked a gasp and put a hand over her chest.
"Ouch. That hurt." She laughed.
Our director, Mike, clapped his hands.
"You girls ready, eh?" He said with his smokey voice.
I nodded and gave him a thumbs up.
"Alright. Let's roll. Action!"
I got into my character and looked at Naomi with fierce eyes.
"You must be Laura," I said and smiled smugly.
Naomi raised an eyebrow, and I saw that she was surprised I wasn't messing up.
"Yes. And, who are you?"
I slowly took a step closer to her.
"I'm Donna."
Naomi nodded.
"Well, Donna, you- I mean I.."
"Cut!" Mike yelled.
Naomi avoided my eyes.
I felt so satisfied.
"I guess not every actress in Hollywood can be great," I said, holding in my laughter.
Naomi glared at me, but I could see I was humiliating her.
"But that's okay, you're setting an example for the less... talented girls."
Naomi didn't say anything, but her knuckles were turning white, because she had her fists clutched so hard.
I could hear some girls from the cast giggle.
Naomi turned around and started walking towards Mike.

Naomi's POV:
"What's wrong, eh? We're in the middle of a shooting!" Mike gestured to Demi who was standing with a proud smug across her obnoxious face.
I just wanted to slap it of her face, which I get to do this week, when we shoot the next episode. But I wanted to slap her, for real.
She was just so cocky and... ugh.
I turned back to Mike, and this time I spoke with a sure voice.
"I wan't her off this show."
Mike looked around and started laughing nervously. The rest joined him.
He laughed and pointed at me.
"You- You're funny."
I didn't move a muscle in my face and glared at him.
"You're an idiot."
He stopped laughing, and I could see the fear in his eyes.
"Listen, we can't kick her off this show. And it's only for two episodes!"
I took a step closer to him with my finger pressed against his chest.
"If you don't kick that trash, of my show, I'll make sure daddy gets rid of you." I raised an eyebrow.
"Clear?"
Mike nodded.
"But, we'll finish this scene."
I looked back and saw everyone stare at me. Melissa was calling me, to come back.
I gave Mike a deadly look and walked back to Demi.

Naomi Sparks:

You guys remember Melissa? She's the one that Demi was drinking with, before she hit her head and forgot Joe. :) Please leave a comment about what you thought of this chapter. There will be more drama, and more Jemi in the next chapter. Promise!

"I don't want to say goodbye." ♥ 26

2012-07-19T06:05:00.001-07:00

He looked at me with tears in his eyes. His hand was on my cheek and his soft lips were pressed against mine.

(PLAY THE SONG WHILE READING!!)

"I don't want to say goodbye,' His warm breath tickled my ear, when he whispered the words.

"Then don't." I kissed him back with more passion this time, as to convince him to stay. "Stay with me"

Sam shook his head and I could feel his hand fall down from my face to my waist. He pushed me closer against his body and I let him.

"I have to. I already talked to Eddie and he agreed to being your manager again.'

Our lips were only seperated when we were speaking. I laid down on the bed and Sam followed my lead.

He placed small kisses on my neck, causing me to let a soft satisfied sigh, slip out of my mouth.

'But I wan't you, Sam. I love you.'

Sam stopped kissing me, and pushed himself up of my body, but his face was still just centimeters away from mine. The room suddenly went all quiet, and I immediatley regretted saying that. Sam's lips pulled up into a soft smile, and he gazed down at me, taking me in head to toe.

"I'll never find a girl like you. Ever again. And I'm the biggest idiot for letting you go, but I only do it because I'm not good for you..."

I opened my mouth, to protest, but he put his finger to my lips.

"No, Demi. There's no excuse. I shoved you, and you fell. I'll never forgive myself for that. Ever."

I could see how much he regretted it and how hurt he was.

I took his face in my hands, and our lips collided. They moved in sync, and that's when I knew. I wanted more.

I pulled Sam's shirt off and he continued kissing me. On my lips and on my neck... His lips moved down to my chest. I took of my top in a haste, withouth thinking about it, and I was laying under Sam, in nothing but my underwear. He smiled and his thumb stroked my cheek while he was kissing me, and his hands started moving up and down my naked skin, and my hands were all over his abs.

Before he took off his pants, or did anything like that, he paused for a moment and looked into my eyes, with a sincere, honest expression, as if he was asking me if it was okay.

I was sure. I knew this was what I wanted, so I nodded and we carried on. I helped him take his skinny jeans off, in only like 5 seconds. He leaned in closer to me, and his lips continued to move from my chest, down to my navel, and I gasped when his tounge touched my warm skin.

We kept on going, and it was like I was uncovering a new side of him every minute of our love making. It was amazing. Sam was my first, and I would never forget him.

Demi woke up the next morning. She was wearing nothing, except for the sheet wrapped around her body. Sam was sleeping next to her with his arm around her waist. She turned around, so that her face was close to him, and kissed him gently on his lips.
Sam slowly opened his eyes, and Demi could feel his smile through their kiss.
'When are you leaving?' She whispered, trying not to leat the tears come through.
Sam kissed her on her forehead, before mumbling 'At noon.'
Demi looked over his shoulder, at her alarmclock. He only had 2 hours left.
'Sam, please don't go...' Demi knew it was hopeless, but she still wished that he would listen to her.
Sam started playing with her hair, when he was speaking. Demi closed her eyes and just savored the moment.
'I want to stay here with you. Forever. But I can't. Not after what happened last night, between me and Liam.' Demi could see how his eyes went dark, when he pronounced Liam's name.
Demi drew herself away from Sam's embrace, and looked down, with the tears filling her eyes.
'You still haven't told me what happened.'
Sam moaned and laid back at his pillow.
'I want to tell you, but I can't.'
Demi held his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.
'Sam, you can trust me.'
He sighed and nodded.
'I know, but I don't want you involved. I don't want you to hate me for something I didn't do.'
Demi rolled her eyes and turned away from him.
She could hear Sam sigh.
He got up from the bed and got dressed. Demi was still faced the other way, so he couldn't see her tears falling.
When he was done getting dressed, he walked around to her side of the bed and sat down next to her.
'I have to go,' he mumbled. Demi avoided getting eyecontact with him, and didn't say anything.
Sam wrapped his arms around her and kissed her on the cheek.
Demi couldn't resist it and threw her arms around him too. She started sobbing, with her forehead on his shoulder, and he just stroked her hair and held her close.
Demi looked up at him and he smiled.
'You know I love you, right? I always will. And this is not the last time we see eachother. Okay, baby?'
Demi nodded and Sam wiped away her tears.
She smiled and kissed him. They both knew it was their last kiss, and it was filled with so much passion. Demi deepened the kiss by letting her tounge play around in his, and Sam took over. He pulled Demi closer to his chest, and Demi let her fingers run through his hair.
She had his bottom lip between her teeth as they parted and with her eyes still closed, their lips seperated.
Demi turned around, knowing her tears would come back if she looked at him again.
'Sam, just go. Please? This is how I want to remember our last minutes together.'
She could feel the bed move, as he got up from it and she could hear him drag his bags from the livingroom to her door. She could hear the click when he opened the door.
There was a pause.
'Sam?'
'Demi, I love you. Don't get upset because I'm leaving. That would just break me to pieces. Go out with your friends, and carry on with life, just like you used to before we met in Mexico, six months ago.'
Demi nodded and wiped away her tears in silence.
'I love you too, Sam. And we're going to skype, everyday, okay?'
Sam laughed and Demi knew she was going to miss his laugh.
'Everyday, baby.' Demi smiled, but Sam couldn't see it because she was still turned away from him.
Sam paused, before continuing. 'I'm only leaving because it's probably what's best for you, and I only want what's best for you.'
'But you're just hurting me, by leaving. What's best for me is to be with you.'
'I wish that was the case. Bye, Demi. No, I mean I'll see you soon. You're the only one. Remember that.'
'Thank you for being the only boyfriend I've ever had, that I could trust 100 procent.'
Sam smiled through his pain, and closed the door behind him, knowing he had just made the hardest decision in his life, by leaving the only girl he had ever loved in the room he had just left. But it was fine. He could handle the hurt and the pain, as long as it made her happier.

That night Demi wrote a song about Sam. She named it 'Fix A Heart'.

OFFICIAL CHARACTERLIST!!!

2012-07-15T14:13:00.001-07:00

Demi Lovato as herself:

Joe Jonas:

Wilmer:

Sam:

Miley Cyrus:

Selena Gomez:

Amira James:

Aurora Rivers:

Dana Caverly:

Gabriella:

Naomi Sparks:

Melissa:

"You're engaged!" ♥ 25

2012-07-13T13:38:00.000-07:00

Last chapter: Demi and Sam are officially dating!

Joe came to Demi's show with roses, but walked away when he saw her and Sam kissing.

Demi received a text from Miley, where a 'mystery girl' was leaving Joe's apartment at 2 am.

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Demi knocked on the door.

Sam fixed his tie and Demi squeezed his hand.

'Don't worry. You look great,' she said and gave him a long kiss.

'Hello, lovebirds.'

Demi smiled and kissed him with more passion. Miley laughed and both girls hugged eachother.

They all went into the living room.

'Liam,' Miley called his name and Demi could hear his footsteps when he came down the stairs.

'Demi!' He came down the stairs and kissed her on the cheek.

'Liam, you australian beast.' They laughed and hugged.

The dinner was already served on the table, with candles and everything.

Sam pulled out the chair for Demi to sit, and then sat down next to her.

'Whoa.. This looks fancy,' Demi said and looked at Miley.

Miley smiled and Demi noticed something different about her. She was... shining. She was radiant and smiley, and what was that on her finger. Oh my gosh, it was a diamond ring!

'Omg, you're engaged!!!' Demi screamed and ran around the table to hug Miley.

They started screaming and Miley showed her, her ring.

'Holy sh*t, it's huge!'

Miley squealed and nodded.

'I know!!!'

Liam looked at Sam and they both smiled and muttered, 'Girls..'

'Congrats, I wish you all luck,' Sam said and Liam thanked him with a big smile.
Demi sat down next to Miley and smiled while shaking her head in disbelief.
'Oh my gosh, I'm gonna cry.' She laughed while whiping away some tears of joy trickling down her cheek.
Miley embraced her in a hug and squeezed her.
'Aaaw. Don't cry, sweetie! I love you.'
Demi looked into Miley's eyes and said 'I love you' back.
'Who else knows?' She asked, while exploring the ring on Miley's finger.
'Um, our families. And now, you and Sam know,' Liam said.
'Still can't believe this... Who are you inviting to the wedding?'
Miley shrugged.
'Just family and friends.'
Demi nodded and Miley understood what she had really meant when asking the question.
'I think I'm inviting Nick too. I think Joe and Kevin are coming if he comes.'
Demi looked up at Miley with big eyes.
'Um, excuse me,' she said with an apologetic smile on her face while dragging Miley to a small, dark room and closing the room behind them.
'Nick?'
Miley sighed. She turned on the lights and layed down on a bed.
'Demi...'
Demi sat down next to her.
'How can you invite him? After all he did to you? He's a loser Miley.'
Miley sat up and Demi could see her eyes getting teared up.
'He was still my first love. And I told you, I've forgiven him.'
Demi placed her hand on Miley's and looked into her blue eyes.
'But I haven't.'
Miley sighed, again.
'I also haven't forgiven myself. I know that if I had just...'
'Demi, stop.'
'No, it's all my fault!' It was now Demi's turn to cry.
Miley cupped Demi's face in her hands and forced her to look at her.
'Don't. I'm over Nick. I just... I mean I was hurt. Really hurt.'
Demi looked down at her fingers and guilt was written all over her face.
'But,' Miley continued, 'It's not your fault. You didn't know. Selena however...'
Miley said her name with utter disgust and Demi coudn't help but crack a smile.
She was used to being in the middle of their fights, and it felt just like old times again.
'I can't believe you're getting married, Miles. I'm so proud of you.'
Miley laughed and placed her finger under her eye to stop the tears from falling.
'You are the best friend a girl could have, Demi. And there was something I needed to ask you... Will you be my maid of honor at the wedding?'
Demi's hands shot to her mouth in surprise. 'Oh my gosh, ofcourse! I'd be honored too.' She gave Miley a big hug and both of the girls giggled.
'You're a piece of shit!' *bam*
Demi and Miley jumped when they heard the loud shouting from the livingroom.

Demi's POV: Me and Miley ran out of the room. We saw Sam and Liam fighting. Liam pushed Sam off of him with all the force within him. He pushed Sam against the wall and punched him hard in the face.
'Liam, stop!!' Miley screamed, but it was like he couldn't hear her.
Sam wrestled Liam down on the ground and punched him twice in the jaw and once in the stomach.
I ran up to him and pushed him off of Liam. I knew I wasn't strong enough, but atleast I had his attention. He shoved me to the side and the force made me fall down on the floor. I hit the floor with head first and my arm hit the table. I could instantly see the shades of a bruise. I looked up at Sam, who was looking down on me.
The emotions on his face were indescribable. It was a mix of shock, sadness, anger...
'What are you doing?' The words escaped my lips, like a whisper.
Sam slowly turned back to Liam who was bleeding from his nose. Sam himself was bleeding from his lip.
He stood up and picked me up from the floor. When he put me down on the floor, I could feel my body tremble. Not from the fall, but from the shock. I saw him look at me with tears in his eyes. He was so dissapointed in himself. Sam turned to Miley, who was holding her stomach, and staring at Sam with her mouth open.
'I'm sorry.' Sam turned back to Liam, with daggers shooting from his eyes. 'We're done here.'
He went opened the door, grabbed his jacket and slammed the door after him.
I couldn't speak. My mouth was dry and I felt lightheaded.
'Miley...' I turned to her, but she wouldn't look at me.
She was sitting by Liam's side wiping his blood away, carefully with a napkin.
Her tears were dripping from her cheeks.
Liam groaned when she used alcohol to clean his sores.
After standing there for a minute, she finally looked at me.
'Look, I'm really sorry... I don't know what happened to him...'
Miley opened her mouth as if to say something, but Liam interruppted.
'Demi, you know I care for you. And I only mean well when I say Sam's bad news. He did things, I'll never forgive him for doing.' He tried to sit up but groaned out loud when the pain took over. He doubled over in pain and Miley tried to soothe him.
'Demi.'
I looked at her. She was finally saying something. The relief ran through my body, but stopped abruptly when she looked away and said, 'I think you need to go.'
I felt like I had been punched in the stomach, or kicked in the face.
'... You're angry at me?'
Miley didn't answer.
I shook my head in disbelief and swallowed the lump in my throath. I grabbed my jacket and opened the door.
'Yes,' she said with a horse voice. 'Why can't you ever be with a decent guy? Isn't there anything in your life you can do right?'
As soon as those words left Miley's lips, a tension filled the room.
I slowly turned around, and looked at her with hurt in my eyes. My mouth was slightly open and tears were trickling down my red cheeks. All the air had disappeared from my body and I was speechless.
Miley pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head.
'I didn't mean that.'
I nodded and shrugged, at the same time, and when I opened my mouth a voice came out that I didn't even recognize. It was cold and emotionless.
'You did mean that. Just remember, the next time you need a shoulder to cry on, I won't be here.'

Before I slammed the door behind me, I turned to Miley and looked her in the eyes.
'Oh, and you can find a new maid of honor. I won't attend your wedding. That's one thing in my life I'm doing right.'
Miley's face was indifferent, but the tears gave her away. I knew I had hit a soft spot.
I shut the door behind me and walked over to Sam's car.
I pushed the handle and entered the seat next to him.
That's when I started crying uncontrollably. I buried my face in my hands and Sam took me into his warm embrace.
He didn't say anything but the kisses he plantd on my forehead, showed me more than words ever could.

"I never wanted him to hate me." ♥ 24

2012-07-07T15:02:00.001-07:00

Demi looked into her mirror, smiled and took a deep breath. This was it.

She was about to perform on GMA in about 15 minutes.

Sam gave her a pet on the shoulder and hugged her hard.

"I'm so glad I get to see you perform. Live, you know."

Demi sighed and pushed him away.

"Not here Sam, no one can know I'm dating my manager."

Sam nodded, but Demi could tell he still wanted to kiss her.

She smiled and gave him another hug.

This time it was Sam's turn to push her away.

"Demi, are you okay? You're hands are shaking."

Demi's POV:

Sam looked at me with a hint of worry in his big brown eyes.

I nodded and shook my hands to let the nervosity come out.

Truth is, I never get nervous before I go on stage.

But today was Sam's first show, and I had to make it special. I really wanted to impress him.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said.

Voice: And now ladies and gentlemen, get ready for, miss Demi Lovato!!

I could hear the crowd roar and scream, and I could feel the happiness run through my body.

"This is it," I said with a huge smile on my face and squeezed Sam's hand, before I ran out on stage.

I had a blast and sang Give Your Heart a Break and Skyscraper. During Give Your Heart a Break I went over to the right side of the stage, where Sam was standing in the front.

(She walks over to Sam at 2:43 and it's him that she is looking at the whole time)

I ran up to Sam and gave him a big hug. He spun me around and I giggled.

"That was amazing. YOU were amazing!"

I took his face in my hands and gave him a kiss, ~~more like a makeout session.~~

With my eyes still closed, I slowly pulled away from his lips. I looked over his shoulder and saw Joe standing there with his mouth opened. Me and Sam jumped from eachother as if we had been shot with an electric gun.

I could see how hurt Joe was and the pain flashing across his face.

I slowly walked towards him.

"I-it's not what it looks, Joe, we were just.." I stumbled.

"Save it," he said and threw the bouquet of red roses he was holding in his arms, on the floor. He then walked out of the room.

"Joe, wait.." I said and I could feel the tears filling my eyes.

I never wanted him to hate me.

Sam came up behind me and squeezed my shoulder.

"Let him go, Demi."

I held back my tears, put a smile on my face, and turned around.

"It's not like I care about him anyways."

I put my arms around Sam's neck and french kissed him.

Demi got home at about 2 am. She fiddled with her keys, got in, and kicked off her high heels. Sam went straight to the living room to make his mattress. She was soo tired and didn't bother changing clothes or brushing her teeth.

Demi layed down on her bed and closed her eyes. She took a few deep breathes and focused on relaxing.

*Buzz, buzz*

"F*ck," Demi thought. Why would anyone text her at this hour?

It was Miley.

Demi opened the text with half closed eyes, but raised her eyebrows when she saw the picture attatched with the text.

"HAVE U SEEN THIS? READ IT."

There were two pictures; One when Joe was heavily making out with a girl, and another when the girl was leaving his house. Without the blouse she was wearing in the first picture.

Demi shook her head and the word "Slut" immediatley came to her head.

"HE SAW ME & SAM KISSING 2DAY. HE'S JUST TRYING TO PAY BACK. LIKE I CARE!!!"

She got a text back in only a sec.

"U SURE? DON'T CARE BOUT IT. HE'S NOT WORTH IT, DEMZ. BTW, ARE WE STILL ON FOR TOMORROW?"

"YUP. U, ME, AND OUR BF'S!! CAN'T WAIT!"

Demi put her phone under her pillow and tried to fall asleep for the second time. She counted lambs, thought of nothing, flipped the pillow, but nothing seemed to work! When she closed her eyes, all she could see was the face of Joe's mystery woman.

"You could just stay with me?" ♥ 23

2012-06-29T12:55:00.001-07:00

Last Chapter: Demi was at a signing and Joe showed up.

Sam's POV:

She was sitting in one of the chairs and next to her was a girl, about 10 years old.

She was holding a rose in her hand, and I noticed that she had a rose in her hand.

I went up to her, with a big smile on my face.

Sam: Demi!

Demi turned around and her face immediatley lit up.

"SAM!" She screamed, and jumped in to his arms.

Sam spun her around and laughed, and put her back down on the floor.
They looked into eachother's eyes with big smiles on their faces.
Demi: Gosh, I missed you so much. *strokes his cheek*
Sam: I honestly think I missed you much more. *laughs*
Demi remember Maddie was sitting right next to her, so she pointed at her and said: "Oh right, um this is my little sister, Maddie." Sam shook her hand and smiled at her. "I like your blue hair." Maddie touched her hair without being aware of it and blushed.
"Thanks..." She mumbled and grabbed Demi's hand.
Sam: I'm gonna go and try to find a cab.
Demi: Where are you staying?
Sam: *shrugs* I don't know. Four seasons?

Demi: *raises eyebrows* Whoa.. Or you know.. You could just stay with me?
Sam: *stops walking and turns around* Really?
Demi: Yeah, it'll be fun. Two besties sharing a house..
Sam started chuckling. Demi gave him a gentle push.
Demi: What?
Sam: Did you say besties?
Demi: Yeah. We are besties, aren't we?
Sam put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her on her forehead.
Sam: Ofcourse.

They found a taxi and while Maddie was playing with Demi's hair, she whispered in her ear: "I like Sam more than Wilmer."
Demi giggled and leaned in close to her. "He likes you too."
Demi: Yay, finally home!

Joe's POV:
I sat down on the chair and sighed.
"A double vodka on the rocks."
The bartender nodded and started making my drink.
I felt a tickle in my ear and the smell of perfume.
"Hey baby. Missed me?" She whispered in my ear and leaned forward from behind, so that her hand could glide down my chest.
I spun around on my chair and smiled.
"Jenna."
I stood up and kissed her on the cheek.
Jenna and I had known eachother since we were teenagers, when she moved to my neighbor hood from London and when she turned 19 she got a modelling contract and moved to New York.
She was very succesful and lots of fun to hang around.
She looks like this:

Jenna: So, how are you love? Are you and Demi still hitting it off?
Joe: How do you know about Demi?
Jenna: Don't you think I've been keeping an eye on you? So tell me, how is she?
Joe looked down and swiped another shot.
Jenna: Hm.. Love problems. *runs her fingers through joe's hair* Cheer up mate, there will always be other girls.
Joe shook his head.
"No. There won't be. Jenna, she's special. I love her."
Jenna looked at him for a minute before she shrugged and said, "If you two are meant to be, it'll happen. Now, let's dance."

Demi and Sam were watching American Idol on the TV and eating pizza.
Demi put her head on his shoulder and sighed. "This is awesome."
Sam nodded and smiled. He got silent and Demi felt something was wrong.
She looked at him with worried eyes and nudged him.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Sam sighed and tried to brush it off.
"No, nothing's wrong."
Demi made him look at her.
"I can tell when you're lying. Tell me."
Sam put down his pizza slice and turned to Demi.
"I told you I work in the music industry, right?"
Demi nodded.
"Well, I had a long talk with your dad and..."

WHAT IS SAM ABOUT TO TELL DEMI?

"I shouldn't have kissed you." ♥ 22

2012-06-16T03:52:00.000-07:00

Last chapter: Wilmer told Demi that Gabriella was really his sister.

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Demi was sitting on an uncomfortable chair infront of a long table. She was at a signing in Los Angeles. It had been a while since she was doing stuffs like this, and she had really missed it. About 500 girls and maybe, 50, boys had shown up to the meet & greet/signing.

A short girl with dark hair and big brown eyes came up to her. On her forehead she had written 'DEMI' and on her arms it said 'Stay Strong' and 'Unbroken'. The girl was shaking, crying and had her hand over her mouth as if she couldn't believe she was meeting Demi.

Demi's POV:

My heart skipped a beat. This was why I love my fans. No, scratch that. My Lovatics. They are so dedicated, and have so much love for me. They're my everything.
Demi looked up at the girl and shook her shaking hand.

Demi: Hi sweetie. How are you? *takes a copy of her album*

Girl: Oh my gosh... I can't believe this. Demi, I love you so much.

Demi: Aww, I love you too. *giggles* ... Here you go *signs the copy*

Girl: Thank you so much! Um.. Can I get a hug?

Demi: *smiles and stands up* Ofcourse!

Girl: *squeaks* Thank you so much!

After the signing she had a press conference. Demi was sitting on the same chair, but now she had a microphone infront of her.

The Q&A was ready to start.

Demi: Hey everyone. Thank you for coming. I will answer some questions about the album and my work.

A woman with pale skin and long black hair raised her pen.

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Woman: Demi, there has been alot of spectaculations about you and former boyfriend Joe Jonas, when the two of you were seen kissing the other day. Why did you do it?
Demi: Er... As I said, I'm only answering questions about my music.
Woman: I'm sorry, but I'm sure alot of people wonder. How is Wilmer holding up?
Demi: You'd have to ask him.
The woman and Demi both glared at eachother.
Demi: Anyone else have a question?
A man stepped forward.
Man: Why did you fled to Mexico? Did you meet talk to Wilmer's family?

Demi's POV:
They were all shouting questions to me about Joe and Wilmer. I just felt like sinking under the earth, and never come back.
"Joe and I have known eachother for four years, and he is a sweet guy. The kiss we exchanged however, was an accident and has more to it than you know. Can we please focus on my music now?" I said and gave them a look of desperation.

~2 hours later~

The signing was over and even though Demi was tired, she was very happy and excited.

She started packing her stuff and waved off some fans.

She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket, but when she picked it up, she dropped it.

Joe's POV:

I saw her from a distance. I didn't want to approach her just yet, in case she was still upset. She looked so beautiful. "Damn it.." I heard her mumble under her breathe as she dropped her phone. I had missed her so much, and this was my chance.

Demi's POV:

I bent down to pick it up, but someone was quicker. I looked up and saw him. Joe.

He smiled at me and handed over my phone, and I was too shocked to say anything at all.

He put his hand on my waist and took a deep breath.

"Listen, Dem. I am so sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you. I know what I did was wrong, and I am so so sorry."

I scoffed and shook my head.

"You are sorry? Do you know what I have gone through because of you. I fled to Mexico, Joe. Mexico! Everyone are looking at me weirdly, I only get asked about you during interviews... Stop smiling, Joe. And I broke up with my boyfriend...
Joe's grip around her waist hardened.
"You ended it with Wilmer?" The words that came out of his mouth, were more like a statement than a question.
I pulled away from him and started walking towards the door, but at the same time I wanted him to come after me.
Which he did.
"Hey, Dem, wait!"
He held my hand and spun me around so that my chest was against his,
We stood face to face and he smiled at me.
"I love you, I always have, and I always will.."
He stroked my cheek and it surprised me, but it felt... familiar.
He held me in his arms for a while and kissed me on my cheek.
"Congratulations, on being on the X-Factor," he murmured softly, and his breath tickled my ear.
"Thanks... Joe, I miss you, and when you hold me I feel something inside of me. It's like... I know you."
Joe looked at me with sad eyes.
"If only we could turn back time.." He said and let go of my hands.
"Joe.."
He put his finger to my lips and I stopped talking.
"Demi, I'm not gonna try to make you love me. But, I just want you to know you're the one."
I didn't know what to say or do.

Sam, Wilmer and Joe all love Demi. Who deserves her the most? :/

"I haven't stopped thinking about you." ♥ 21

2012-06-11T11:54:00.000-07:00

Last Chapter: Wilmer got invited over to Demi's house to celebrate her being a judge on the X-Factor. He was about to tell her something important about Gabriella before Dallas interrupted...

Demi pulled Wilmer into her bedroom and shut the door behind her.
Demi: No one is here. You can tell me now.
Wilmer: *sighs* Gabriella and I have known eachother our whole lives. We grew up together.
Demi: You're not saying...?
Wilmer: Yeah, Gabriella was my sister. I had a great childhood, but Gabriella... not so much. Our dad would beat her and touch her, inappropiatley.
Demi sat down next to him, with her heart racing and a shocked expression on her pale face.
Wilmer: But when she turned 15, we finally knew why she had been treated like an outcast. She wasn't my father's daughter. She was my aunt's daughter, my cousin. And when my aunt died, my mother took Gabriella to our house and loved her just like her own daughter. Unfortunatley, my father was veryupset about the fact that he had to feed anouther mouth, another child that wasn't even his, and he took out all of his rage at Gabriella.
Demi noticed Wilmer's eyes were filled with tears, and so were hers.
She stroked his cheek and held his shaking hands in hers.
Demi: *whispers* Why didn't just tell me the truth?
Wilmer:When she found out about her biological mother, she ran away from home. And we hadn't seen her since, until the day you came. It was such a big shock, and I couldn't tell you the true story. I was too devestated. I mean I have a nephew I don't know about.
Demi wiped away the tears that were slowly trickling down his cheeks. They both looked at eachother and Demi smiled, with tears in her eyes.
Wilmer: I'm so sorry princess.
Demi: No, I am sorry. *hugs him* I shouldn't have believed her.
Wilmer: It's okay. And why are you sorry? You never did anything wrong. Oh Demi, I haven't stopped thinking about you.
Demi: *turns away* Err.. Wilmer. When we broke up, I kind of... went out with another guy.
Wilmer looked down with a sad face.
Wilmer: Was it anything serious?
Demi: I don't know. It could've been, but now when you've told me the truth, everything has changed. Oh, I don't know what to do.
Wilmer planted a soft kiss on the side of her lips and looked at her with tender eyes.
Wilmer: Whoever you choose... I will always love you. Here.
He picked up his bag from the floor and brought out a bracelet.
Wilmer: Here is my promise. *puts on the bracelet*

"This is like a total dream coming true." ♥ 20

2012-06-07T11:38:00.000-07:00

Last Chapter: Selena told Demi she loved Joe, and Simon Cowell called Demi and asked her if she wanted to be an X-Factor Judge. Demi said YES!

Demi stepped in to the limousine. The first person she saw was Simon Cowell.

Simon: Ah, Miss. Demi Lovato! *he beamed at her*

Demi: Hi! *sits down next to him* I'm so glad to be here. *shakes his hand*

Simon: That's great. Demi, this is L.A Reid. You probably already know who he is.

Demi: Oh my gosh, ofcourse! It's such an honour to meet you. *shakes his hand*

L.A: Same here. Your vocals are crazy. Me and Simon sat down and listened to... *snaps fingers* what song was that again?

Simon: Skyscraper.

L.A: Yeah, right. It's crazy.

Demi: *giggles* Thank you so much.

~They arrive and enter the restaurant~

Inside the restaurant was Britney waiting for them.

Simon and L.A greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, but when Demi reached to the table.. She was stunned.

Demi: Hey, Britney. *hugs her* I can't believe I'm actually working with you. This is like a total dream coming true.

Britney: *laughs* Aw, you're so sweet. I'm very happy to be working with you too. Have a seat. *claps the chair next to her*

Demi sits down and Simon hands her a menu.
L.A: So, as you all know, we're here to talk about the X-Factor.
Simon: Exactly. Your agents have told you guys about the contracts right?
Demi: Yeah, are we supposed to sign it tonight?
Simon: Yeah, but I was thinking we'd talk first. So, we'll start off in Austin, Texas...

They talked for about an hour and ate ate the same time. The food was delicious and Demi was finally ready to leave Disney behind. They agreed and she signed a contract worth $7.000.000.

Demi and Britney hugged eachother as they said goodbye.
Simon: Alright Demi, see you soon!
L.A: Take care.
Demi: You too. *smiles and waves as she steps out of car* Bye!
Demi shut the door behind her and watched the black limousine drive away.

As soon as she got home, she got a call from her mom, Dianna, saying the whole family was coming over in about an hour. So Demi got ready and dressed.
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~At home~
Dianna: Oh, sweetie. *hugs Demi* I'm so so proud of you!¨
Eddie puts his hand on Demi's shoulder and his face is shining.
Eddie: Yes honey. We couldn't be more proud.
Demi: Aw, daddy. *hugs him*
The whole De La Garza/Lovato family was at Demi's place and they were celebrating Demi's success.
Demi felt her phone buzz in her hand. It was a text from Sam.
Sam: I HEARD ABOUT X-FACTOR. CONGRATS. YOU DESERVE IT. :)
Demi felt her heart race and her hands sweat. Sam.
Demi: THANK YOU SAM. BTW, HOW DID YOU KNOW?
Sam: I WORK IN THE INDUSTRY, REMEMBER?
Demi bit her lip and felt stupid. How could she forget? Well, it was that night when they went out and she was too focused on his lips to really listen to what he was talking about.
Demi: SORRY, OFCOURSE I REMEMBER. HEY... I MISS U.
It felt like an eternity before he replied. Maybe that was a stupid thing to say. Ugh, Demi wished she could delete her sent messages. Was she moving too fast? Should she even be missing him? What if he had moved on with a new girl? It had been a whole week after all...
Sam: I MISS U MORE BABE. CAN WE SEE EACHOTHER SOON? I'M IN L.A NEXT WEEK.
Demi squealed and jumped with happiness.
Demi: CAN'T WAIT!! :D
Suddenly she heard a familiar voice close to her ear.
Wilmer.
Wilmer: Hi.
Demi turned around and they stood eye to eye.
Demi: What are you doing here?
Wilmer: Your fam invited me. I'm guessing you didn't tell them we broke up?
Demi shook her head and avoided meeting his eyes.
Wilmer put his finger under her chin and made her look at him.
Wilmer: Hey, Demi. *soft voice* I would never cheat on you, and you know it. Gabriella is a liar. After you left that night, my mom came to me and we talked for a long time. Demi, there's something you need to know. Gabriella and I were never married. She is...
Dallas: Hey lovebirds! Dinner's ready.
Demi: We'll be right there. We were talking about something rather important.
Dallas: Save it for later. *drags them both to the kitchen table*

What is Gabriella really to Wilmer? Why didn't he tell Demi?
It felt like an eternity before he finally replied.
Sam: I'LL BE COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS. <3
Demi let out a sigh of relief, and she remembered that she was talking to Sam. He wasn't ever going to let her down.

"I have amnesia, remember?" ♥ 19

2012-05-25T14:26:00.001-07:00

Last Chapter: Demi is on a plane back to L.A.

Demi: "Oh my gosh! Selena?!

Selena: What are you doing here? *hugs Demi*

Demi: Um... I just...

Selena: Yeah, I saw the pictures. Of you and Joe.

Demi: *buries face in her hands*

Selena: Why would you? How could you? Wilmer loves you Demi.

Demi: Excuse me? You were not there, so don't judge me. Joe kissed me.

Selena: Oh, so you didn't kiss back?

Demi: ... Maybe, a little. *sighs* It's just, I feel like I know him.

Selena: You do. You've known him since you were 14?

Demi: I have amnesia, remember?

Selena: Oh right.. Sorry. *smiles apologetically*

Demi: Why do you even care? Do you have like a crush on Joe? *laughs*

Selena: *looks away*

Demi: Oh. My. Gosh. You do have a crush on Joe!
Selena: *puts finger to lip* Sssccchh! Yes, I like Joe. I've loved him for like, 4 years now. *smiles dreamingly*
Demi: *shakes head* Selena, you're with Justin. You love him?
Selena: Justin is really sweet and everything, but we're not in love. We're more like best friends.
Demi: What?! Then why are you with him?
Selena: *shrugs* Publicity stuff.
Demi: For a year? *raises eyebrows*
Selena: He's really sweet, but I could never think of him in that way. It's always really awkward kissing him. I swear, it's like, we have to practise before. *giggles*
Demi: *laughs* Justin is in on it too, right?
Selena: Yeah.. How was Mexico?
Demi: *shrugs* It was hot outside.
Selena: That's it? Nothing happened?
Demi: No, not really..

~2 hours later~
They land and Demi and Selena say goodbye and promise to see eachother soon.
Demi had her driver wait for her outside and soon she was home. She went straight to her bed and felt the tears building up. She already missed Sam.
Demi put this music in her ears and closed her eyes. (play the song)

Suddenly, rage overwhelmed her. Who the hell did Wilmer think he was, going around sleeping with someone else? Demi went to her table and picked up a picture of the two of them and threw it against the wall. She stood there crying watching it fall to the floor. She threw more pictures of them, against the wall. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe. Demi ran her fingers through her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt digusted. Just as she was about to go back to her old routines, and purge, the phone rang. Demi woke up and realised what she was about to do. She ran to pick up the phone.

"Hello?"

"*british accent* Hello, is this Demi Lovato speaking?"

"Hi, yes, this is she."

"Hello, Demi. It's Simon Cowell. I called to ask if you'd like to be a judge for the X- Factor?"

Demi opened her mouth but no words came out. She was stunned. Couldn't believe it.

"Oh my gosh, yeah, totally!"

"*chuckles* I'm glad to hear that. All of the judges, that's me, you , L.A Reid and Britney..."

"Britney, like in, Britney Spears?!"

"Yeah, I believe so. Anyway, we're having dinner to talk about this, next week. See you then."

Demi hung up and jumped up on her bed screaming. She was so happy.

Demi: *calls Dianna* Mom guess what? I'm going to be a judge on this years X- Factor!"

"This is so unfair!" ♥ 18

2012-05-17T01:38:00.003-07:00

Last Chapter: Demi and Sam kissed!

Demi put on her make up with a big smile on her lips. The feeling of Sam's lips, was still there.

She put on some clothes and put her hair up in a bun.
Just then she heard her ringtone.
Her manager was calling her. A.K.A her dad.
Eddie: Demi I have booked a flight for you, and you are coming home. NOW.
Demi: But dad...
Eddie: No buts. Your flight departs at 8 p.m. If you're not on it... You're fired.
Demi: WHAT?!
Eddie: Sorry pumpkin. Love you.
*hangs up*

Demi: This is so unfair! *throws phone on bed*¨
She sighed and put on her dress. She went to the hairsalon and fixed her hair. She put on some make up.
2 hours later and she was back at her hotel room, looking more beautiful than ever.

She called Sam with a shaking voice and tears in her eyes.

Sam: Hey Demi. What's up?

Demi: *sniffs* I just wanted to say bye.

Sam: Wh- What?

Demi: I have to go back to L.A. *wipes away her tears*

Sam: Demi...

Demi: I'm sorry. I will miss you. Bye Sam.

Sam: Wait! Demi don't hang up on me!

Demi: *murmurs* I'm sorry.

*hangs up*

~4 hours later~

Demi was running to her flight while cursing. She was dragging the luggage behind her and it kept hitting her leg. She barely made it.

But Demi was lucky, and the flight attendant just came out of the toilet.

Demi: *breaths heavily* I'm supposed to be on the plane to Los Angeles. Has it departed yet?

Flight attendent: *smiles politley* No, we're still boarding. You're lucky.

Demi: *sighs relieved* Thank you God. *looks up with a thankful smile*

Demi sits down in her chair and closes her eyes. She puts in her earphones and smiles when Breathe Me by Sia plays.

Someone taps her on her shoulder and she opens one eye to see who it was.

Demi's eyes are wideopen and she can't even speak. This could NOT be happening.