Demi imagines

Imagine 1 part 1

*Ambers POV*
I was laying on the couch watching tv, almost falling asleep because the news is so fucking boring. I heard a ding, that woke me up haha. I grabbed my phone looking who it's from and what it was. It was a tweet from Demi, she tweeted a picture of me and her in Paris underneath the Eiffeltower, kissing, a couple months ago. It was really fun to go with her on her first ever world tour, even though she was opening for Enrique Iglesias, she was still on a world tour back then.
I smiled at the memory and retweeted it. She was the best girlfriend you can ask for. She always thinks about everything and nothing. She's the kind of girlfriend that knows I'm sick before I do, you know what I mean? I texted her "I miss you too so fucking much! When are you coming back? Love you 😽" I texted back. She was "at the office" to talk to her manager about the European tour she's about to do and of course I'm coming with.
I haven't seen her in 3 days! It's driving me insane but I get that she has to work, I mean a new album right after a world tour, so all these interviews and then she decides to go on a European tour "on her own" so it's getting kinda nuts around here.
I got a text back from her. "I love you more than anything in the world babe, know that! I'm almost done here. See you very soon boo! 😽" Right after that i got another text. "I miss your body pressed against mine and our lips moving in sync. I miss all that you're made of love, I wanna be with you right now! 💋"
I wanted to text something back but I didn't get the chance because of the doorbell. I got up and before I even got to the door someone slammed it open.