1989

Blank Space

5/6 of my new series "1989"

A/N: This part is a little different as it doesn't just focus on Dilmer but some of Demi's past relationships. It's also extremely cheesy at points but who doesn't love a bit of cheese? Also, can we talk about how this is now 2 updates in 3 days? That's a new record for me. Enjoy!! Don't forget to vote and comment x

I looked across the room and spotted her. The girl that I knew had to be mine. She was perfect. Not only was she drop dead gorgeous but she also came with a name that was known in the industry and a full purse to match. I pulled out all the regular moves which consisted of an occasional smile and look in her direction yet the 'hold back and drive her crazy approach'. I could tell it was working because I kept catching her look in my direction, pull her fingers through her hair and then I'd see her laugh at something with her friends that was obviously hilarious. I had her. Hook and sink, I thought to myself. I brush my finger tip over the edge of my ice cold glass filled with a whiskey before noticing her coming towards me out of the corner of my eye. I pretend not to notice, paying close attention to my drink, tapping my foot softly to the base of the music playing. "Could we get another round thanks?" she leans her elbows on the bar, sticking out her round ass which is snug in her tight leopard print skirt. I grit my teeth and let out a long exhale before making my move. "Hi there" I say in my smooth tone. She smiles and looks in my direction. "Hey" she says in reply. "So, I think I've seen you before" I say, about to pull out my classic pick up line. However her reaction is anything but according to plan. She lets out a heavy sigh. "You know? It would be nice for once if someone didn't try pick me up because of my name" she lets out in a frustrated tone. I edge closer towards her. "I was actually going for, 'in my dreams', but seeing as you completely killed my pick up line. I'm Logan Henderson" I say holding out my hand. She lets out a laugh as she realises her mistake, shaking her hand in mine. "Oohhhh! I'm so sorry, I thought you. Never mind. I'm Demi. Demi Lovato". Just as I predicted. Check mate. Let's play.

Nice to meet you, where you been?
I could show you incredible things
Magic, madness, heaven, sin
Saw you there and I thought
Oh my God, look at that face
You look like my next mistake
Love's a game, wanna play?

"Trace, you know we can't do this. You're Miley's brother for God sake". Trace rolled his eyes and grabbed my hands in his, instantly causing a bolt of shivers to be sent down my spine. I can't deny the chemistry we have but I know he's not good for me but then maybe he's the exact distraction I need. What could go wrong?...Right? "That hasn't stopped you before babe. Come on. It's just a few weeks. You and I traveling around America. Doesn't that sound like fun?" Why do I always seem to lose my voice when I'm around him? He makes everything sound so convincing and next thing you know, I'm sucked into another one of his adventures. "I can see it in your eyes baby. I know you want to. You can't deny what a wild time we would have. Imagine the stories!" he says with enthusiasm, his whole face lighting up. I chew down on my bottom lip and run through all possible scenarios in my head. Let's face it; anything will be better than going home to my 'perfect' family, only to be haunted by the silence and voices. You know what, fuck it. Trace is a good guy and he has proved that. It's just a good time Demi, nothing you haven't done before. After giving myself a little pep talk; it's decided. "Ok, let's go" I say, throwing my arms around his neck and passionately connecting our lips. "That's my girl" he says, handing me my passport and holding out his hand. I put my hand in his but can't help but think, have I fallen for another one? I brush it off.

New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain't it funny, rumors fly
And I know you heard about me
So hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends
Grab your passport and my hand
I can make the bad girls good for a weekend