Her friendship with Kendall and Kylie was a little bit different because they had kind of grown up together. If Demi hadn't basically grown up with them, they probably wouldn't be friends today because they were highly problematic and a tad bit annoying. But they were basically her second family and they looked at her as their older sister, so she often pushed their flaws aside and tried her best to accept them as they were: ignorant but great party buddies.
"Wow, so good to see you too, Demi!" Kendall sarcastically exclaimed, tugging the covers off of Demi's face as they all sat on her bed.
"What do you guys want?" She whined as Kylie shrugged and looked over at Hailey.
"It's Tuesday night and we're all bored. So, why don't we order some super greasy pizza, pop open a few bottles of cheap wine, and have some fun?" Hailey suggested, but Demi shook her head. Why couldn't they just have one quiet night where things didn't get completely out of control?
"We're just trying to cheer you up. We saw the pictures of you and Trey outside of Calvin Klein..." Kylie trailed off, twisting her surgery enhanced lips as Demi absentmindedly tapped away on her phone. Every few minutes a text from Trey would come in but she was ignoring them until further notice.
"And we just want to do something fun to get your mind off of things. It doesn't have to be crazy. Let's just have some fun, loser. Come on," Kendall pleaded, laying down next to Demi who huffed into her pillow.
"Fine, but nothing crazy or I swear to God, I will drown all of you bitches in my pool," Demi threatened, causing the models to squeal and basically drag her out of bed and into her closet. Hailey switched Demi's playlist from ANTI to Rihanna's "Phresh Off the Runway" as they tried to find something appropriate for her to wear, even if she was in the comfort of her own home.
Demi's phone vibrated in Hailey's hand and she saw the new text from Trey, adding to the 23 others that he had already sent. Instead of alerting her friend, she tucked the phone into her back pocket and shook her head at a skimpy velvet dress that Kylie was trying to force Demi into.
"I'm gonna go downstairs and find your takeout menus," Hailey said, receiving a nod from Demi before leaving the room and descending the grand staircase. As soon as her stiletto covered foot hit the bottom stair, the front door opened and in walked Demi's infamous boyfriend Trey.
Personally, Hailey didn't have any problems with him because she didn't know him well enough. The problem she had was with how he treated her best friend and constantly left her as a miserable mess. Everyone knew that Trey messed around a lot, or he used to before he decided to really get serious with Demi. But still. He had cheated on her best friend and didn't seem to have a lot of respect for her, and because of that, she wasn't his biggest fan.
"Hey," he greeted in monotone. Trey didn't try to disguise the fact that he didn't like Demi's little clique or squad of whatever the media liked to call them. But they were even because Demi wasn't that fond of his friends either.
"Hey. She's pretty busy right now so maybe you should come back another time," Hailey suggested but Trey wasn't having it. Did he have to make an appointment to see his girlfriend now?
"Nah, I'm good." He breezed past Hailey and walked up the staircase, and he could hear the annoying click of her heels so she was obviously following him. Music was blasting from Demi's suite-sized closet, so he walked in there and found her trying on dresses for Kylie and Kendall's approval, causing him to roll his eyes at the entire situation.
"It's a little skimpy...don't you think?" Demi questioned, fixing the strappy black dress over her boobs. Before Kylie, Kendall, or Hailey could answer, Trey did.
