~Day 2 on set~
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."
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.
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.
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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"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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