As a preface this story begins overseas...Australia specifically

I was in a bit of a state of flurry; stressed because only half of my colleagues are actually capable of doing their jobs. That's when I heard her voice; it shook me from my fluster and caused me to look up at the owner of this voice. On the other side of the desk, too close to not cause nervousness to shoot through me, stood the most captivating girl I'd ever encountered. Her eyes were this dark melting pot of chocolate and honey and that alone clutched at my heart. I couldn't for the life of me not get lost in those orbs. Everything about her face though was perfect. The more I examined the healthy glow of her skin, the strong cheekbones, and good god those lips, the more I was sure I was dreaming. She smiled at me, biting her lip as she waited for me to stop checking her out and start talking. Yeah I was done for.

"H-hi," I stuttered. Yep, off to a good start Grace.

"Hey," she replied. Her voice was smooth and silky and I wanted to hear it again.

"How can I help you?"

"Just need to see a doctor if one is free please."

Following protocol I asked for some ID. She handed it to me and as I took it from her our hands brushed; that was certainly electricity right? I immediately sat down at the computer and started typing. When I turned to the ID and read the name 'Demetria Lovato' off the licence I froze. I had been so caught up in her beauty I hadn't realised what a familiar face she had. I looked back up at her in realisation. Demi brushed her hand through her noticeably shorter locks; but it wasn't the kind of action that spoke of arrogance or ego, it was more a hesitancy of making a big deal out of who she was. Seeing this I pushed her ID back across the counter.

"How about we have you wait somewhere else?" I suggested, not wanting to put her through the task of sitting in a waiting room of prying eyes when she obviously wasn't feeling her best.

"Really? I mean thanks, that would be awesome," she replied.

I got up from my desk and motioned for her to follow me down the corridor. When we reached a room I knew would be empty I opened the door and held it open for her. She walked past me and inside and I didn't miss the opportunity to let my eyes roam her figure. I was trying to play it cool, knowing she probably wanted to be 'normal' for just one day, but if she wasn't looking I could perve all I wanted, right? And she did look damn fine despite being ill in one way or the other; she wore a Rolling Stones tee (I'd have to remember to give her credit for her music taste later) and over black ripped jeans she wore slashed combat boots. I imagined it was as easy for her as waking up like this and looking like the utter perfection she portrayed.

"You can take a seat," I informed her when she seemed unsure, "I'm just going to go grab Dr Parker. You'll like him, he's my favourite," I reassured her.

"Thanks…"

"Grace," I finished for her.

"Nice to meet you Grace, and thanks again."

"No problem."

I wanted to stay and just be with her but I really had no reason to stay. Finding the doctor I was after I discretely informed him that we had a bit of a celebrity in our midst and if he could do me a favor and see her that I'd appreciate it. Placing his hand on my shoulder he assured me he'd take good care of her.

I went back to my desk but my thoughts kept wandering to the gorgeous brunette just down the hall. Had I known today would be the day I met Demi Lovato I probably would've put that much extra effort into my morning ritual. Idiot I thought to myself, it's not like that would make any difference. Not only is she just here by chance, she's also a superstar, and way out of my league. Thankfully the phone interrupted me from my ridiculous train of thought.

"Grace, do you mind coming back down to my room? I need to check on a few things but my patient is a little emotional and I'd feel more comfortable leaving her with another girl," Dr Parker enquired.

I told him sure, giddy with excitement, and made my way back to the room. My hand hovering over the handle I took a deep breath before walking in. Noticing the doctor had already vacated the room I took a seat next to Demi. She was visibly upset, a few tears threatening to fall. Not knowing how best to provide comfort to a complete stranger, well I was a stranger to her anyway, I tentatively placed my hand on her back and started rubbing soothing circles to calm her. I heard the smallest of whimpers escape her lips and I couldn't not intervene.

"Are…are you okay? Is there anything you need?"

Demi looked up and into my eyes and they were still as striking as I remembered them. She feigned a smile; failing at attempting to ensure me she was okay.

"Yeah, it's nothing really, I don't even know what's wrong yet. I just got a little emotional talking about it. I think I may have freaked your doctor friend out," she chuckled a little at the end which made me smile.

"Ha yeah he's an amazing doctor but the worries of a young female aren't his speciality."

"He speaks very highly of you," Demi informed me. "He thought we were friends and proceeded to tell me how lucky the practice is to have you."

I smiled, slightly blushing from at the thought of the doctor bragging about me in front of my celeb crush.

"I couldn't agree more," she continued.

"I'm nothing special," I said as my automatic reaction to a compliment.

"You are…"

I watched dumbfounded as Demi leaned into me. I thought I knew what was about to happen but couldn't will myself to believe that something so incredible could happen to me. I closed my eyes in anticipation all the same. Soft lips pressed against my own and in that split second I felt like I'd been taken to heaven. Demi was a great kisser and there was something in the sensation of her lips that made mine tingle.

"I probably shouldn't have done that…sorry…you're just real sweet is all," Demi said, suddenly shy.

I just shook my head disbelievingly. I looked down at her lips, and may have licked my own at the sheer sight, before meeting her eyes. This time I leaned, or possibly lunged, at her. Now that I had had the slightest taste of her I didn't want to miss the opportunity for more. This kiss grew more passionate then the first, the heat igniting quickly. I ran my fingers over her undercut and buried them deep in her hair, finding a tight grip to keep her in place. When her tongue ghosted over my bottom lip I wasted no time in letting her in. Demi's tongue massaging my own elicited instantaneous moans from the back of my throat. This girl had a dizzying effect on me and I fought it to kiss her harder. Her soft hands held my cheeks as we moved eagerly against one another, chests beginning to heave.

"Sorry Grace, I didn't mean to interrupt you and your girlfriend," the doctor said suddenly, immediately blushing, as he entered the room.

"It's fine she's…" I began, standing up to make my getaway.

"Not a problem doc," Demi piped up. "I'm taking her out to dinner tonight anyway so I can get my kisses then."

I shifted my gaze from the doctor to Demi. She had a grin on her face and it was all I could do not to shake my head at the absolute adorableness of it all.

"Pick you up at 6 babe?" She asked, loving the way I was fumbling all over the situation.

"Yeah…yeah that'll do fine."

Well there you have it, the beginning of another story. I haven't written in a while but happy to continue when I can. All I ask is that if you enjoy the story you take less than a minute to leave some feedback...after all it does take time to write these chapters and the encouragement is always appreciated.