Okay, I found this in my folders today and it's two shots series. Selena/Demi fic, LAST NAMES ARE ALL CHANGED :] I decided to post it for fun. If you want the next part which will be by Demi's POV, I want.. well, around 10 comments. The fic is all over. So, when I'll have the number of reviews I want, I'll post it! Simple as cake ;]

Best Thing That's Ever Been Mine is in writing but school started today for me, so.. Ya know, all the crap about how I won't have time :| I'll try to keep it alive tho! Hope you enjoy 3

Selena's POV

I don't think we were supposed to meet. You can't even call it a meeting, it's more like; I bumped into her and she bumped into me. If we crossed paths, it's maybe because there was a reason for it. I mean, it was hard for me to look away from her when she 'knocked' me on the ground. She was like… daughter of Aphrodite, goddess of beauty and love. I've been in love with her since then, yet, she never noticed. She kind of had this rumor that said she fooled people; that she liked to charm boys and girls with her loving and mysterious way to talk. It was her biggest weapon. Not only her words but her devious grin she always wore when she walked down the halls at school. She probably tricked everyone in this school except me or that's what I thought.

You don't know who I'm talking about huh? Well… Yeah, it's kinda my fault. I should have mentioned her name since the beginning or maybe you're just really dumb because you didn't get it when I said: 'Daughter of Aphrodite'. If I say Demi, maybe you'd catch that little bug. Yeah, damn her, she was like perfection on two feet. Dark brown hair that stopped just in the middle of her back, strong and confident gaze every time she looked at you; it wasn't surprising that half of the school and maybe even more was in love with her. It would be a crime to not fantasize about Demi. She made gays turned straight and she made girls go lesbians. What kind of power is that? She's so hypnotizing… Damn Torres.

It was near the end of May and the days started to be countdown until summer vacation, California was already reaching the hot and dry weather. No cloud in the sky, just the stupid sun burning at its hottest peak. Close friend of mine, Miley Stewart was having one of those memorable party that happened every time by the end of the month. Despite her popularity, we were friends. It was just… undercover. We were lab partners, we're kind of forced to talk to each other! One thing at Miley's party; Everyone was no one to everybody but always someone to anyone. It made sense. Well, I wasn't one of the person that though that goddess in person would become my forbidden temptation. Of course, she had to steal spotlight, bringing all people to her. She managed it without acting like a complete whore. Now, you're all thinking she's just a selfish attention bitch. Well, if she is, she's a hot one.

Something to remember is how she captivated me. Yes, that was the night where we bumped and where we brought ourselves into a conversation. Maybe it was short but she already got me inside her pockets after the first minutes. The thing is it had nothing to do with the way she looked this time. Of course, she was gorgeous that night, the mysteriousness that swim through her voice was tempting and inviting but no one got nothing on her, -I said no one, you are one of them-, she chose people and she chose me but there were no games.

FLASHBACK

Screaming, laughing, drinking, dancing (or more like having sex on the dance floor) and that crap teenagers like us could do was being shown live at the moment. Miley had the reputation to organize the wildest parties and this was an excellent example. She had alcohol served at tables, a mini-bar was open, a personal DJ was blasting some remix and the pool was full of dirty and horny couples constantly making out and not caring about the people around them. Me, party pooper as I like to call myself, I was standing near the entrance by a buffet with a few of my friends who were talking about whatever interested them. I wasn't paying attention. Oh, trust me, I'm not lying on this one. Demi just entered this party, her arms linked with a bunch of girls. They were 5 but damn, everyone's eyes, -yeah, everyone-, were just on the small brunette that had that seducing grin on her lips. She definitely loved when people were eating her with their hungry stares. She was dressed in a skin tight black mini dress that was hugging her curves perfectly and black high heels. Okay, I think I'm drooling…

"Selena!" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked away from Demi's entrance. I saw Miley coming towards me with an amused smile on her face. "Were you drooling over my best friend?"

I scoffed, feeling the blush rising inside my cheeks, "What makes you think that? It's ridiculous that you would think such a thing!" Miley laughed at my statement. Dude, I'm bad at lying, it's not my fault.

"Like half of the people here, Demi is your fantasy. I can't lie, she's hot as hell." Miley grinned and winked at me while I swallowed nervously. I checked behind her shoulders and I saw Demi already having some guy to crawl over her. "Come on, Sel, admit it. You're like everyone at school that fell under Demi's devious charm."

Letting out a heavy sigh, I crossed my arms on my chest furiously, "I am not under her charm. As you said, Demi is everyone's fantasy. She's hot, I would totally do her if I could but I would be damned. Now, excuse me but I'm going to get wasted so I can forget about all the shit this party is gonna bring." I passed her rapidly, heading towards the bar. I'm negative about this because I'm not like everyone. I suddenly felt someone colliding with my body, knocking me on the ground with the person falling on top of me. A small groan came out of my mouth as I turned my head to see whose body fell onto mine. The first thing I noticed was the eyes then that evil and amazing smirk and then those sweet and inviting lips. Okay, daughter of Aphrodite on top of me. "Holy shit." I breathed out before I could hold it back.

Demi's smirk slowly turned into a soft smile and she chuckled lightly, "Yeah, that's what they all say." I nodded slowly while she got up bringing me up as well. I looked at her as she fixed her curls and smoothed her dress. I whispered a quick 'sorry' and walked away to my destination. Stephen, a surfer dude, was behind the bar, serving drinks and smiled when he saw me arrived.

"Dear, you need something strong" he chuckled and he served me a martini. I took it, bringing the glass to my lips, letting the liquid sliding down my throat when I felt someone poked my side, almost making me choke. I immediately put the glass back on the counter and turned to see Demi by my side once again with that confident grin. "Hey, what's up?" I asked hesitantly.

She bit down her bottom lip and I swear she was checking me out. I'm burned, "You could be my date tonight." I looked at her questioningly.

"Date for what?"

"If you want to know, you follow me." she was staring at me with this intense stare that I didn't even notice that she took my hand to lead me through the amount of people. Everybody was watching us suspiciously but to me, hooking up with her was out of question. It wasn't me. When I felt her bringing me to the first bedroom she saw once we reached the top of the stairs, I instantly stopped on my tracks, making Demi stopped walking as well. She looked at me strangely. "What's wrong?"

I shook my head negatively, "Nothing, there's nothing."

"So, you're my date tonight" she said deviously, her face dangerously close to mine, nodding her head towards the close bedroom door.

I didn't know why, but the more I talked to her, the more I found faking in her voice. "You know Demi, you don't have to act like this." And then, you could feel, even if she didn't move, her guard descended. Like it suddenly fell down as I said that sentence. It's not like she was hurt by what I just told her, she seemed amazed. Not shocked, offended or defeated but amazed like it touched her somewhere. Her gaze soften and she absently stroked the back of my hand, still looking at me. After several minutes, Demi finally spoke up.

"I know that, Selena. You're the first person to say it out loud and the first to resist my advance. Keep it up, it's cute." she giggled before kissing my cheek quickly and going back to the party. I stood there, completely lost. She didn't even try to make a move. Demitria, you're seriously confusing.

PRESENT DAY (September 24th 2010)

She was off limits and all of this happened last year. After what she told me that night, she got me inside her warm hands. She was seductive and after this small talk we had, she probably ran out to have sex with some random jock. She left me hanging over one line that could mean everything and I highly doubt she wanted to talk about it. And when I saw her in the arms of someone else the next day, the chances of me getting with her were out and low. She was maybe perfection but confusing. Even more confusing when I saw her in the arms of Nick. I couldn't do that; He was the same age as me and when my parents left town, his family welcomed me and raised me. They weren't dating but I wasn't playing. Maybe I fell in love with her that night, but she didn't show herself.

Until now.

I was in my room working on my Math homework. I was probably the only senior that would spend her Friday night doing school work. Well, I had nothing better to do, all my friends were out with family or had other plans. Stuck home all weekend, how interesting. I checked my digital clock once again and the big bright blue numbers still showed 9:12. I let out a deep sigh of frustration and fell back on my bed, completely bored. I was lay down, looking at the ceiling for what felt like forever when my phone rang on my nightstand. I groaned and reached lazily for it and rolled my eyes when I saw Demi's name flashed. Yeah, Miley ended up giving me her number, I didn't even want it and strangely, I didn't want to delete it. I left it aside but it wouldn't stopped ringing and buzzing, I gave up; I barely talked to her ad I was going to pick up.

"Hello?" I breathed out, clearly annoyed. Sobs were being heard on the other side of the line as if she was scared. My expression quickly changed, "Demi?"

She let out a heavy sigh before speaking, "Sel, it's Miley, she's in terrible state right now. We were at this party and someone put something in her drink and-" I decided to cut her there, she seemed so stressed, she was talking so fast and her voice was shaky.

"Demi, slow down. Relax, take your time." I listened to her taking her time and taking deep breaths during a few minutes, "Now, where are you?"

"In front Stephen's house, he was holding a giant party." I got up from my bed, putting my shoes on with one hand and tried to find my keys.

"Can't you call the police or at least her parents?" I asked as I took the first jacket I saw in my closet and flew out of the door, my phone still connected to me ear.

"No, I cannot do that! If I call the police, they'll see all the alcohol and her parents are out of town. I think someone tried to drug her. Can you please hurry?" She sounded so helpless and desperate. She was such a player and I was still helping her. Damn you Russo, you need to stop being so kind.

"I'm on my way." I shut my phone off and got into my car rapidly. Personally, I don't know who I was helping the most. Demi because she didn't know what to do with all this situation or Miley because she was drugged… Oh yeah, why is this question so hard to answer? Demi never sounded this lost and defeated before, I never heard her being like this, I think no one has, not even Miley. Luckily, my house was only a few streets away from Stephen's and I arrived in front of the house in less than 15 minutes. I saw Demi sitting on the sidewalk with Miley, unconscious by her side. I quickly got out of my car and made my way to her, "Demi!" She looked up from Miley and looked relief that I finally arrived.

"Sel, finally you're here. I don't know what to do." I bent down next to Miley and tapped her face lightly. She was seriously knocked out. I raised my head and saw Demi sitting on the side with her head in her hands. I turned my head to different directions and saw Rachel, a friend of mine. She would help me with that.

"Rachel!" I called her name and she looked away from what she was doing and ran towards me. She stopped when she saw Miley knocked out, "Don't ask questions right now. She's been drugged, can you stay with her for like 5 minutes?"

"Definitely, do your thing." she replied, sitting down next to her and began to try and wake her up. I went to Demi and made her got up. She was shivering and crying, it made my heart drop.

I passed her my jacket and led her to the house, "We'll find Stephen and then we'll find that guy."

Stephen was easy found. Just standing in the kitchen, doing some shots for people, of course. I totally dragged him out of all this crowd. He tore his arm away from my grasp and look at us furiously, "What the hell is wrong with you two? I was winning that!"

Demi scoffed and slapped the back of his head, making him hissed in pain. "Dude, an asshole put something in Miley's drink and she's completely knocked out!" Stephen stared us as if we were joking. "It was someone in those bedrooms upstairs! I found her there."

"What? That's impossible! I double locked those doors, the only guy up there is my older brother." he chuckled and suddenly stopped when he realized. It took him a long 5 minutes to understand the situation. "I'm going to kill him!" he shouted, running towards the stairs. My eyes widened at his reaction and the two of us followed him. We heard Stephen banging on a door furiously, shouting, "You better open that fucking door, Aaron!" I took a step forward, leaving Demi behind to walk slowly with me to the door which open violently. Stephen strongly gripped his brother's shirt, pushing him inside the room. I ran to the door and saw Stephen holding him against the wall. "What did you put in Miley's drink?"

"Who's that girl?" he asked, screaming and a fist connected to his face. Demi arrived next to me nervously.

"That's the guy." she whispered to my ear. I made my way beside Stephen and looked at Aaron calmly, taking my phone from my pocket, holding it to his face.

"Easy like that, tell me what was in her stupid drink or you'll tell the police. Your choice." he breathed out annoyingly and shook his head, laughing.

"Relax! Your whore of a friend swallowed some pills, no big deal!" Stephen punched him again but this time, blood came out of his lips. Stephen asked where there were and he laughed again, making Stephen hit him for a third time, "Fine! Drawer behind you, that little box." I turned around and observed Demi going to the box, taking a little bottle of pills out of it. I walked to her and took her by her shoulders, leading her out of the room, saying a big thank you to Stephen.

I drove Demi and Miley's unconscious body to the Stewart's Residence. No one was home, it was slightly safer to go there than anywhere else. I shot glances to Demi a few times who didn't say a word during the car drive. She was simply looking out the window, her forehead pressed against the glass. She was in her thoughts, I didn't want to bother her. This is one of the main reasons why I was in love with her. When she was quiet, it was never for a bad action. That's what I noticed; when she was silent, she always seemed in her own little world. It was adorable.

When we arrived, Demi went directly inside the house, leaving me with carrying Miley. She wasn't heavy, but I'm tiny little girl, I kind of needed help. Well, I still managed to get her to her room and tucked her under the covers. She wasn't wearing a dress but jeans and a simple t-shirt. I didn't feel the need to change her clothes. I looked at Demi who was on Miley's laptop, searching for something. I joined her and stood next to her chair.

"According to this website, she just needs to sleep and she will probably feel sick when she'll wake up but she'll be fine." she explained, playing with the bottle in her hands.

I nodded and watched her, trying to make her relax, "She'll wake up by the morning and it will be okay." I put my hands on her shoulders and got down at her level. She kept staring at Miley, feeling terrible and worried. She had tears that pool her eyes absently while I rubbed her arms warmly. "Don't feel like that, you took care of her. You saved her from that jerk remember?" a shy smile formed on her lips and she looked away from Miley to finally look at me. Everything was now so soft and vulnerable about her. "I can watch her if you want, you probably want some sleep." she quickly shook her head, disagreeing with me.

"I'll do it, you did so much tonight. I'd feel bad if I didn't do anything." she replied to me as she got up from her seat and went to sit on the bed.

I grinned and walked to stand in front of her, "I'm already here, I'll stay. I'd be more worried about you than her if I left you alone." I admitted quietly. She smiled at me again and pulled me into a tight embrace, her arms wrapped firmly around my neck with my arms rounding her small waist. Her nose was nuzzled inside my neck and she whispered a small thank you that was barely audible. I pulled away and chuckled at her blush on her cheeks, "I'm going to make.. Coffee or something. Stay with her, I'll be right back."

XXX

Definitely, possibly and strangely, I just think my feelings were even more fooled by her since I saw Demi vulnerable. She came out so strong but she appeared so weak to me, it was insane. I had time to think about it since I was in the kitchen alone. I liked this version of Demi. She was still that devious and seductive girl but she had this helpless personality at the same time. She was afraid of showing it but she showed it to me, I don't know why but she did and it felt… right. I prepared those two coffees quickly and went back to Miley's room carefully with the cups in my hands. I arrived to the doorway, seeing Demi changed into sweatpants but she still had my jacket on. Her make-up was gone and her hair was still down. She was sitting on the bed against the headboard with her eyes closed, she was really tired.

My sealed lips made a slim smile and I went next to the bed, putting the cup on the nightstand. She slowly opened her eyes and glanced at me, "I made you coffee, but I think you need to sleep. I'm serious." I chuckled and she made herself comfortable, bringing me to sit down on the bed.

"Why are you doing all of this?" she asked, drinking her cup and stared at me with a shy grin.

"If you're talking about the coffee, you don't have to be smart to make it but if you're talking about me helping you two out, I don't know." she giggled, suddenly appearing embarrassed. "Can I ask you a question?" She nodded, letting me speak. "Why did you call me? You're popular, got hundred of friends but you contacted me, why?"

Demi pulled a strand of hair out of her face and scooted closer to me, "Within my… labels and popularity, it's hard to find someone who will take me seriously, Sel. Like, if I didn't call you but Joe or someone else, they wouldn't have come, they always think I'm joking and stuffs." she admitted to me with a serious tone inside her voice. "And even if Miley's my best friend, I envy her sometimes." My brows frowned in confusion. "She has good grades, her future is planned and people still take her as a goody girl. She is but when it comes to partying, she's just like me but once she opens up to the real person she is, people would see they didn't only give her a brain and soul; There's a heart too." I smiled gently and put my cup on the floor before taking her hands in mine tightly. She smiled back and look at our connected hands, drawing shapes with her thumbs on the back of mines.

I stared at her and called her name, "Demi" she raised her head and her expression on her sweet face was too adorable for words, "You've got a heart too, you don't need to feel… low around her. You've got walls build up but once you let someone in, they don't really see the walls anymore. They find something even more amazing to look at. That's what I think of you." She watched me indefinitely. There was a way in how she looked at me, a loving way. I've seen so many couples at school and on TV shows being in love that I knew how they looked at each other. It's like stars in your eyes that sparkle and the other has to look into them because each stars are your feelings growing stronger. But she didn't love me that way, she just opened up to me because I've seen her side that never showed. I was in love, she wasn't.

"That's why I called you, Selena. Because you don't look at me the same way as everyone. I've been thinking that since you told me that I didn't have to act like this. I knew you would come since you know I'm insecure."

I shook my head positively, "You're a good friend to her and great person. I was wrong about you.."

She giggled and stared at me with a playful expression on her face, "You thought I was slut that likes to sleep around with everyone?"

"No!" I exclaimed with a chuckle. "You're different and stronger than you think. I love that about you."

Her expression soften and a her lips formed a smile. "Love?" she asked with a surprise sound.

"Yeah and your pretty eyes too." Demi probably thought I was currently flirting and I did expected her to flirt even if everything I said were complete truths but pink spots appeared on her cheeks. Wait, she's blushing? "Like Miley said to me once in Chemistry, 'If people are not in love with Demi then those people must be crazy.' Some fantasize about you and think that you're daughter of Aphrodite and I got to admit that I'm one of them." She laughed as I said that, her cheeks growing redder. "But I don't want to be one of those people anymore. You're beautiful everyday and even now with a tank top, my jacket, sweatpants and no make-up on. You're seriously gorgeous. I'd rather be one who's in love with you after all, but me, I've got a real reason to be." I finished softly, staring at her with a dreamy expression. Her eyes were slowly forming tears then her gaze went down to my lips; that's what I observed. Then, I felt her lean in hesitantly and her lips were placed on mine carefully in a delicate manner. I didn't kiss back at first but as she put more pressure, I slowly began to respond, moving my lips sweetly against hers. My hands went to her waist absently, the kiss was so small and innocent but it was probably the best one I ever shared with someone. After a few seconds, she pulled away to breathe and smiled at me. She placed her hands on my cheeks, brushing them shyly.

"I… I guess, what you said weren't lies." She bit her bottom lips while I played with the herm of my jacket that she wore, "You're… in love." she choked out the words, making me glanced her worriedly. "Can we slow down on that?"

My worried face quickly turned to a confused one, "What do you mean?"

She was wordless, she tried to find the right things to say without making a mistake, I guess, "Dating me might be a mistake for you." Demi whispered, hurt.

"What? What makes you think that?"

"You see the real me but let's just slow down, I don't want my heart to break."

She still captivated me now.

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