fredag 28 december 2012

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


"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. Demi's pyjamas
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.
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?

fredag 7 december 2012

"I was too late.." ♥ 34


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?"
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.
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.

fredag 9 november 2012

"... It's Wilmer." ♥ 33

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. 

söndag 28 oktober 2012

"It's a warning." ♥ 32

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.
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.

måndag 8 oktober 2012

"Should I Call Demi?" ♥ 31

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." 
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. 
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.
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.
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.                     

måndag 10 september 2012

"But does Sam love you?" ♥ 30

~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 :)

måndag 20 augusti 2012

"You don't love me, do you?" ♥ 29

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.
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?"

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.
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.
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.
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.
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?"
"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.
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?

måndag 6 augusti 2012

"Just As Friends.." ♥ 28

~Day 2 on set~

Demi's outfit :
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.
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:
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.
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?


Demi on set

tisdag 31 juli 2012

"I hate him for leaving me." ♥ 27

*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. 

And her hair and make up was like this:

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