Demi Caught Me (discontinued)

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HANNAH'S POV

 "Demi."

"Hannah."

"Stop that."

"Stop that."

"Demi!"

"Just kidding, Hannah. What?"

"I'm scared."

"Of?"

"I'm scared that my mom will still be there. You'll leave me. I'm scared of everything, everything."

"Not everything babe."

"Basically." I mutter as we reach the meet and great room.

Demi pulls open the door and squeezes my hand twice.

"HANNAH ARE YOU OKAY?"

"HANNAH, I'LL KICK THAT WOMAN'S ASS FOR YOU!"

"CAMERON! LANGUAGE!"

"SORRY MOM. HANNAH, I'LL KICK THAT WOMAN'S BUTT FOR YOU."

I surpress my giggles at the Lovatics, they're adorable.

I turn and see Demi, kissing scars, laughing, talking, and connecting.

I'm pulled from all thoughts of Demi by a girl, about fifteen, tapping me on the shoulder.

"Hey, Hannah. I made this for you." The girl says, handing me a pretty bracelet that says 'Hemi Forever.'

"Oh my god! Thank you so much!"  I say, hugging her.

"No problem, and this one is for Demi."

"Thanks!"

I tap Demi on the shoulder, handing her our Hemi bracelet.

"HOLY SHIT. Who made this?!"

"Dems, language." I say, "And she was right..."

"Right where?"

"I don't know.. I don't see her anymore."

"Damn." 

"I know."

"Well, I'm done."

Demi grabs my hand again and leads me to her dressing room.

As soon as I walk in I make a beeline for the couch before Demi can get there, but that girl can run.

"Beat you!" Demi says, sticking her tongue out.

"Real mature." I say, rolling my eyes.

"You could sit on me?" Demi says, her eyes sparkling.

I shake my head and giggle.

"Fine." Demi huffs, and gets up.

I lay down on the couch and as soon as I do, Demi jumps up on me and starts straddling me.

"Lovato. What the fuck are you doing?"

"Nothing much."

I groan and lean my head back.

"I could fuck you right now." Demi says, leaning down so I can feel her breath in my ear.

"I wouldn't mind."

"Really?"

"Well, not here."

"You're such a tease."

I wink, "I try my best."

"If I can't fuck you, can I do other things?"

"Like..?" I say, suspicious.

"All with the clothes on, of course." Demi says, leaning down and kissing me.

I gulp, "That depends."

"We have an hour." Demi says.

"Okay.."

"Wanna?"

"I don't even know what we're doing."

"You'll see." Demi says with a smirk.

Demi pulls me upright and starts kissing me, not like our usual kisses. This one is hard, demanding. This one wants me. I push Demi off of me and now we're both sitting cross legged on the couch.  

I scoot onto her lap and wrap my legs around her waist.

"Fuck." I hear Demi groan into the kiss.

I run my hands up and down her arms, trying to learn hr body. Demi has now moved from my mouth to my neck.

"Demi." I say.

"What?"

"Don't. Stop." I say, breathless.

"Wasn't planning on it." She says, giving me more love bites.

I move down to her collar bones and start sucking and biting at the skin.

"Damn Hannah. You're good at this." Demi says, throwing her head back.

Demi puts her hands on my sides and puts them just under my shirt. I feel a tug and nod to let her know it's okay. Demi wastes no time moving her hands up my shirt, touching me, over the bra. I quickly do the same for Demi, not caring that if she proposed that we actually had sex, I would most likely say yes.

Suddenly, a knock at the door startles us so bad Demi jumps about four feet in the air.

"SHIT!" Demi yells, "THAT SCARED THE FUCK OUT OF ME!"

I giggle and grab Demi's boobs.

"Yum."

Demi winks, "I know."

"DEMI YOU HAVE TEN MINUTES." A voice yells.

"How dare they." Demi mumbles.

"Hey, we can continue this later."

"We can?"

"I mean, yeah. If you want."

"I most definitely want."

"Well, lets go."

Demi takes my hand and leads me to the stage place where she'll come out. 

"You're coming up with me."

"Oh no."

"Oh yes."

I pout and Demi hugs me.

I hear the chants of "DEMI DEMI DEMI DEMI."

"This is our cue." Demi says, as the floor starts rising.

Oh fuck. What have I gotten myself into?