"Before I fall, to fast kiss me quick but make it last, so I can see how badly this will hurt me when you say goodbye, keep it sweet keep it slow let the future pass and don't let go.." I sang into the Mic. I gazed over at him, his beauty hit me once again. I sighed.
"Alright demi you can take lunch," my producer said.
"Thank you!" I said. Walking out out of the recording studio, I grabbed my purse, my cell phone and vitamin water. I let my hair fall in my face,
"Hey, do you wanna catch some lunch with me?" he asked.
"Sure," I said. My heart pounded, I already loved him.. he just never knew it. I wonder what would happen if I told him. My mind filled with questions, as we both walked to his car.
"it's sounding really good dem, it really is." he said.
"Thank you joe." I said.
"it's going to turn out great, I can already tell." I smiled up at him, and he smiled right back, god that smile of his.
"So how are you?" I asked, he walked over to the passenger side of his car and opened the door for me, of course there would be paparazzi taking every single picture of our actions. I got in and he closed the door for me, I smiled up to one of the guys, I heard a 'are you guys dating yet' I smiled at him, I laughed he got into the car.
"I'm pretty good, busy.." he said trailing off putting the car into drive.
"You know, you don't have to come and listen to me." I said looking out the window, he put on hand on my leg.
"I want too, I want to be the first to hear your new album, and I like supporting you. Especially spending time with you." My heart raced, he liked spending time with me! I smiled.
"Well, what about comilla?" I said.
"Camilla, and she'll get over it." he said. I laughed. I leaned my head on the window, I was so tired, non-stop in the studio. But I loved it so much. It was quite for a little bit,
"Hey you, were here." he laughed getting out of the car. I smiled getting out shutting the door. He walked very close to me, I loved that. We both kept walking, and people were staring.
"Are you and demi together?"
"What about camilla?"
"Jemi is now a go!" I just sighed, I wanted this so bad.. but we were just friends. My heart was breaking very slowly. We both walked into the restaurant and got into a booth. I looked at him, and he looked at me back, but something felt different, it was weird. I smiled, and waited for our waiter.
"I heard that trace is into you." he said. I grinned, looking at him.
"Were did you hear that from?" I asked crossing my arms across my chest sitting back.
"Miles," he said.
"Oh," I laughed.
"So is he?" he asked, why was he getting so into my business? Oh, cause he's my best friend thats why.
I bit my lip and played with my hair.
"Com'on dem, tell me!" he exclaimed loudly. I smiled
"Yes he is, got a problem with that?" I asked his eyes got big, and his nostrils flared.
"Yes, actually I do." I leaned in the table, looking at him. Then our waiter came, she was beautiful.
"What can I get you guys to drink?" she asked.
"I'll take a water." I said.
"Diet coke" Joe said.
"I'll be right back with that" she said. I smiled up at her, she walked away and I gazed back at Joe. Why was he acting like this?
"Because dem, he's a jerk, hes a tool, hes a player, he's going to break your heart!" he said.
"Well I like that jerk!" I yelled.
"dem, calm down.. I'm sorry.. I just don't want you to get hurt.." he said, I believed him. I sighed. I didn't really want to like trace, but I did. It was so confusing.. my phone vibrated. I scrolled down to read the text 'hey wanna chill tonight?' it read, it was from trace I smiled replying.
'sure thing' I sent.
"I don't remember if we made plans tonight or not.. but I'm busy," I said.
"We were gonna go see a movie!" he said.
"Sorry, take camilla" I said shivering saying her name. I did not like her at all, not the fact that he was with her, the fact that she's changing him, that he can't even see it. I remember having a sleep over with Joe and talking about this subject all night long, he got pissed at me and didn't talk to me for a day. It was so worth it. She's just not right for him..
"Maybe I will, what are you doing that you're ditching me for?" he asked. The waiter brought our drinks, and she took or order and walked away.
"You'll get mad at me." I said.
"Will not." he said.
"I'm hanging with trace"
"Ugh seriously?" he said drinking his soda. I nodded.
