Demi Caught Me (discontinued)

Chapter 9.

                                                                   Hannah POV

"Promise we'll do it together?" I whisper. 

"I promise." 

"Now babe, I don't want to cut this cute moment short but we still have to get ready." Demi says.

Us?

"Wait, us?" I voice my confusion.

"Yes, I told you earlier wing-nut." Demi rolls her eyes.

"Did you just call me a wing-nut?" I say, stifling laughter.

Demi nods

"Babe, I'm tired. Let me sleep."

"After I introduce you!' Demi yells.

"Get dressed." Demi says, throwing clothes at me.

My girlfriend is so nice!, I think to myself.

I strip infront of Demi and start to put on the clothes she gave, ahem, threw at me.

I notice Demi staring and decide to mess with her.

"Take a picture, It'll last longer."

"I'm seriously considering that option." Demi whispers, huskily.

"Hey, Dems, does this bra look to small?" I ask.

C'mon, a girl has gotta have a LITTLE fun right?

Demi walks up to me and puts her hands on my shoulders.

"I suggest you stop right now before I tackle you." Demi says, her voice so low and breathy.

"Well, tell me. Does it?" I say.

"I think you'd better like.. this." Demi says as she unhooks my bra.

"Nope."

"Why not?" Demi's eyes gleam.

"You have to get dressed." I say, mocking her.

"You have to get dressed." Demi walks away shaking her head and mumbling.

I hook my bra back up and throw on the band tee and black skinny jeans.

I hear a loud thud and a soft 'Oh shit.'

I run to the bathroom where Demi is and see her sitting on the ground, holding her wrist.

"What happened?"

"Well, uhm. You see. I was climbing on the counter. And um. I slipped and fell."

I resist the urge to laugh and say, "Why were you climbing on the counter?"

"I wanted to see if I could fly." Demi says.

'DEMI LOVATO YOU ARE 18 YEARS OLD, YOU CANNOT FLY." I say.

"I know that." Demi mumbles.

"Now." She adds a second later.

SORRY ITS SHORT I"LL POST LONG ONE TOMORROW!!!!!!!