You've been dreading this day for the past week or so. Initially you thought it would be easy to avoid Demi and Selena, seeing as how they're famous and you're just a good friend. Friend. The word repeated itself in your mind so often that you wanted to scream.
Currently you were driving to Selena's album release party, which you had been invited to months ago and didn't think it would be right to back out at the last second. They had been bombarding you with texts and calls all week, trying to figure out why you were ignoring them. If only they knew...
Well, actually they were about to find out. You had decided that it would be best to tell Demi how you feel, because it's not like she can do anything other than reject you. Atleast you know the outcome now.
Much sooner than you would've liked, you pull up to the venue where the party is being held. Paparazzi are swarming everywhere, desperate to get in and get the first picture of the new couple. You smirked to yourself, knowing that only people who had VIP invitations, like you, could gain entrance.
Before walking in you forced yourself to take a deep breath. “It's gonna be okay” you whispered to yourself while walking in. The bouncer let you in right away, not even having to ask your name. You had been friends with Demi and Selena for such a long time that people always just assumed you would be where they are. You briefly wondered if anyone wondered how you felt about them dating. Probably not.
The second you stepped foot into the room, you were instantly engulfed in a tight hug by none other than Demi. You didn't return the hug, fearful that you might not be able to let go. “Where've you been?” she asked, pulling away when you didn't reciprocate. You simply shrugged, suddenly feeling anger towards her. “I've just been busy. You know, just because I'm not famous doesn't mean I don't have a life.”
Demi looked shocked by the harsh tone in your voice, but only for a second. “C'mon, Selena will be so happy to see you!” she squealed as she grabbed your hand and began dragging you to where Selena was. You wanted to pull out of her grasp and run to the safety of your car, but that would just be stupid and childish. You just hoped that they wouldn't act all lovey-dovey in front of you. That would just be too much to handle.
A huge smile appeared on Selena's face when she saw you and Demi. You felt a twinge in your heart knowing that the smile was probably more for Demi than you. “Y/N! I've missed you!” she said, pulling you into a tight hug. For some reason, your arms lifted and returned the gesture. “I missed you too Sel! I've just been busy with work and school. But who cares about what I've been doing. I can't believe this is your 5th album!” you said excitedly. She smiled and started babbling about the work she put into it and other things your really didn't care about. While she was talking you took the opportunity to glance over at Demi who was still standing next to you.
She was looking at you with an incredibly hurt look on her face. It was no doubt caused by how happy you had been to see Selena, yet cold to her. It didn't make sense to you either. Shouldn't it be the other way around? Everything you were doing was 100% opposite of what you were feeling. You should be mad at Selena for “stealing” Demi, even if she wasn't yours to be stolen from. But for some reason you were mad at Demi.
Tearing your gaze away from her, you went back to listening to what Selena was talking about. After several minutes, you noticed Demi moving from your side to stand in front of Selena. You watched as she placed her hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. “Baby, I know you're really excited about this, but why don't you go talk to some of your other guests? I'm sure they're all dying to congratulate you” she suggested. Selena agreed, causing Demi to smile and lean in for a kiss. You looked away before their lips met, unsure of how you would have handled seeing that. “I'll find you in a bit, I need to talk to Y/N” you heard Demi tell Selena.
When you looked back, Demi had her arms crossed across her chest and was glaring at you. She looked around, probably to make sure no one was listening. “What the fuck is your problem?” she demanded. Ha, as if she would really want to know. “Nothing. I'm perfectly fine, thanks for asking.” She rolled her eyes at your obvious sarcasm, dropping her arms. “Come with me” she commanded, turning around to go somewhere else. You swallowed hard before following her, knowing that you were about to be forced to reveal your feelings to her. This wasn't how you had planned it at all.
She lead you to an empty room, pulling you in and shutting the door behind her. “Please tell me what's wrong” she pleaded, reaching for your hand. You moved away from her, knowing physical contact would only make this harder. The anger that had been on her face had washed away and was now replaced by worry, making the situation harder for you. A lump had formed in your throat, making you regret even coming to this stupid party.
“I'm fine Demi” you whispered, focusing the wall behind her and willing yourself to not cry. You had cried everyday since finding out about the relationship, but hopefully you wouldn't right now. “Look, I know somethings wrong. Have you been using again?” You flinched at her mention of your past use of hard drugs, something that never would've happened if you hadn't been friends with her and Selena. You should probably be annoyed with her for bringing up your past,but instead you were concentrating too hard on not crying. You just shook your head, not brave enough to speak.
“Let me see your arms” she said gently. She didn't wait for you to respond, she just reached out and held your arms out so she could get a good look at them. Once she determined that there were not track marks, she let them fall back to your sides. “What's going on? Why did you unfollow Selena and I?”
'Now or never' you thought. “You finally looked up at her, not even caring if she noticed the tears in your eyes. “Promise me you won't get mad at me.” She looked confused, saying “Why would I get mad? I have noth-” “Demi, just promise me” you cut her off. She nodded when she realized you were serious.
Closing your eyes, you took several deep breaths before continuing. “I've been ignoring you because I'm an idiot. I'm an idiot for not telling you the truth. I love you Demi. Not just as a friend. Like, I LOVE you...the way you probably love Selena.” You whispered the last part, tears now falling freely from your eyes.
As expected, she didn't respond. You avoided making eye contact with her and scoffed, starting to make your way out of the room. “Y/N wait”she said quickly, stopping you with her arm. You turned back to face her, mentally preparing for her to bitch you out. What she said instead came as a complete surprise.
“You're right, you are an idiot. A huge fucking idiot.” Her tone wasn't condescending at all, in fact, she had a smile on her face. She saw the confusion on your face and continued. “Selena and I aren't really dating. It's just a publicity move that I agreed to, thinking it would be fun. If I had known ow you feel I never would have said yes” she chuckled.
You, on the other hand, didn't find it so funny. “You better be fucking joking Demi. You're telling me I just spent the last week crying my eyes out over a publicity stunt? You could've atleast told me, I thought we were friends.” You were too annoyed with her for not telling you about it to remember that she hadn't responded to you confessing your feelings about her.
“Really?” she countered. “That's a little hypocritical. You didn't tell me how you felt. Why didn't you just tell me?
You shrugged, even though you knew the answer. “Because you would just have rejected me, just like you're probably about to do. So it was nice talking to you, but I'll just stay away from you because even if you're not really with her, it's just too hard for me.” You started leaving again, only for her to pull you back once again.
“Did you not hear me? I said you're an idiot. You're an idiot because if you had just told me then I could've done this.” Before you could respond, Demi pulled you closer to her and smashed her lips against yours. You felt your knees go weak, and you probably would've fallen had Demi not placed her hands on your waist. After wanting this to happen for so long, it finally did.
Much too soon for your liking, Demi pulled away with a soft smile. “Please don't cry anymore” she whispered, wiping away the remnants of your tears. There were literally no words to describe how happy you were. “But what about Selena?” you asked, not sure how she would handle it. “Who cares? She wants Justin, and now I have what I want. Promise me you'll always be my idiot?” she said with a smile. You didn't hesitate in answering. “Duh. I love you so much Demi.” Your lips connected with hers again, and you were finally happy that things worked out in your favor.
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