Demi's Point Of View.
I wake up in Joe's arms. I'm still naked. And I'm freezing.
I blink my heavy eyes twice. I had a really nice sleep. I feel really rested. Except for me being so cold that I have goosebumps. I brace my hands on Joe's chest and lift myself up. My hair falls over my bare boobs. I stifle a big yawn.
I reach over and grab my phone. I push the lock button and check the time. It's 6:12 in the evening.
I yawn again. "Joe… wake up. Wake up babe." I mumble with my sleepy voice. I lean down and plant a kiss on his lips.
A smile spreads across his face and he opens his eyes. "Hey…"
I sit up and clutch the blanket to my naked body. I think I like waking up to Joe. Joe sits up and his butt crack is hanging out, which makes me laugh.
"Did you have a nice sleep?" He asks me. He leans over pulls me against his chest again. I'm naked, but I feel so confident around him. I don't feel like I need to cover up.
"Mhm. I slept good." I thump my head against his bare chest and listen to his heartbeat.
"Why are you so beautiful?" He moves my hair away from my face. I smile but don't show teeth.
"I don't know… why are you so nice to me?" I move my arm around his waist and accidentally touch his manhood. He's soft, which means something to me. I mean, what man do you know that wouldn't have a boner if he woke up naked with someone he just had sex with? I know that Joe doesn't just want me for sex.
"You deserve for me to be nice to you." He kisses my cheek.
"…Joe?" I'm nervous to ask this question, but I've been wondering.
"Yes, love?"
"…Am I your girlfriend?"
He starts cracking up laughing, but I don't see what's funny. I'm serious. I really wanna know.
"Joe… I'm serious!"
"Oh… Oh, Demi. You are FUNNY."
"Stop… I'm serious." I whine to him.
"OF COURSE YOU'RE MY GIRLFRIEND!" He continues to laugh.
"Well I didn't know! You never asked or anything!"
"I didn't know I had to, babe." He kisses my lips again. "Of course you are."
I kiss him back and smile. "I'm gonna go ahead and take a shower." I stand up from my bed.
"Do you mind if I join you?" He asks.
"Of course I don't."
He gets out of the bed too and walks over to me. He wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up in the air.
"JOE PUT ME DOWN!"
"Why do I have to?" He laughs again and kisses me on my lips. "Let's go get in the shower, huh?" His hands are holding me so tight around my waist that I can't complain.
"If you put me down first!"
He lowers me to the ground and he follows me into my bathroom. I turn on the shower water and step in. Joe follows me.
Joe's Point of View.
I watch Demi as she washes herself up. Her every movement amazes me. I snap myself out of delirium and start to wash myself up too.
"Are you hungry baby?" I ask her. She has to be hungry. We've been asleep for so long.
"…I kinda am, but not that much." She answers me. She hangs her washrag up on the bar and shuts off the water.
"Do you want to get something to eat?" I hang my rag up too.
"…Sure. Where at though?"
"I'm kind of feeling pasta… what about you?"
"I'm feeling pizza." She steps out the shower, hands me a towel and wraps a towel around herself.
"Looks like we're going to Pizza Hut." I kiss her cheek.
On the counter next to Demi's toothpaste, her phone starts ringing. It's buzzing uncontrollably.
Demi grabs it and looks at the caller ID. Her pretty little face goes from happy with me to upset and horrified.
"…Let me answer it, Demi. Let me answer." I go from my usual happy personality to protective and overbearing to my Demi.
"…No… just let it ring." Her voice is shaky and I can tell that she's scared.
"Give me your phone, Demetria." I don't mean to talk to her like the way I am, but I'm furious right now. Quietly, Demi reaches over and drops her phone into hand.
I slide my thumb across the screen and unlock it. I put the phone to my ear and don't say anything into it. I let him talk first.
"Listen here, bitch. I know you've been ignoring me. Don't talk, just listen. Get your ass over here right NOW. Do you hear me, Demi? I'm so close to breaking it off with you that it's not funny. You're such a little bitch, Demi." I put the phone on speaker instead of holding it to my ear. It's really pissing me off the way he's talking to her.
Demi's looking down at the floor sadly.
"…Tell him that it's over, Demi. He needs to hear it from you." I whisper to her as Trace just keeps going on and on about her being a bitch.
"…I can't. He'll hate me…" She whispers back. Her eyes are full of tears and she's really upset.
"I got you, babe. You can tell him. I'm here. I'll never let him hurt you. But you've got to tell him, Demi."
She wipes her tears with the back of her hand and sniffs.
"…Trace?" She grabs the phone from me, but keeps it on speaker.
"….It's over. I… I don't want you anymore. I… I'm breaking up with you." Her voice is tiny and still shaky, but she said it.
"You are NOTHING without me, Demi. Nobody wants you. Always remember that. NEVER forget that. Nobody wants you. I'm the only one that did. Nobody wants you anymore, Demi."
"…Somebody does." She says a little higher but still in a low voice.
"Nobody does, Demi! I was the only one that…" He starts to talk down to her, but she hangs up on him.
She hangs up on him and looks at me. She still has tears running down her cheeks, but she smiles at me.
I'm so proud of my baby girl.
Demi's Point of View.
Joe takes me to Pizza Hut. He told me that he'd pay the bill to "celebrate me breaking up with Trace." Part of me thinks that he'd pay the bill anyway.
Like we said in the shower, Joe orders two kinds of pasta and I get some pizza.
We, of course share it.
"How are you feeling, baby?"
"…Okay. I'm still getting the chills but I'm okay."
"I really want you to stop, baby." He grabs a slice of my pizza.
"I'm gonna try… I really am. But I can't quit cold-turkey. I have to wean myself off it like you said."
"I have faith in you, babe. I know you'll stop… it'll be long. But I know you'll stop."
I stab some alfredo on my fork and put it in my mouth. I want to switch the topic. "Joe? You remember that time we… almost did it?"
He chuckles. "What about it?"
"..Like… was that… what you thought it was gonna be? When we finally did?"
"It was a little bit better than I'd imagined."
I smile at that. "Better?"
"Way better than I imagined."He leans over and wipes my mouth off.
I smile at him and he presses his lips to mine.
"I love you, Demi. I can't tell you that enough."
"…This is just weird to me, Joe…" I tell him honestly.
"Why is it weird?"
"Because… like… you're not supposed to love me. like… I've never had this before. It feels weird."
"It shouldn't feel weird baby. It should make you feel happy. I'm happy with you. You deserve to be happy."
"…it's really weird too. Because like… with Trace, I decided that I wanted someone that I could potentially be with…"
"Am I not good enough for you to potentially be with?" Joe holds my hand under the table.
"No… you're perfect. But like… I'm only seventeen and I know what I want."
"What do you want then?"
"I know that I want little babies… and I want a husband someday. With Trace, I wasn't gonna get that."
"You're not with him anymore, babe. You're with me. and I'll marry you someday when we're ready. I'll have little babies with you."
"…I don't think that's possible for me though. Like… drugs can really mess with your fertility. And my periods are really irregular, so like… my lady doctor said that It'll probably be hard for me to ever have kids. It sucks, because that was like… my one and only dream. But I might not be able to now…" I sigh.
"Demi, there are other ways. And here in a minute, you'll be clean off the drugs. Baby, we'll have lots and lots of pretty little babies when the time is right. Don't worry about that."
"…If we hadn't gone to New York… we wouldn't be together. I'm so glad that we went…" I lay my head on him.
"That's not true."
"So you're telling me that if we never went to New York, you would be my boyfriend right now?"
"….Probably not right now, but I was gonna come see you someday. Nick talked me into coming to see you when the time was right. It just so happened that New York jump started it." He combs his fingers through my hair.
"You don't think we're moving too fast?" I hold his hand and rub his knuckles.
"Demi… I've been waiting for you for three years. THREE years. I've been falling in love with you for three years." He strokes my face.
"…I'm really glad you came around, Joe… I really needed you."
"I'm here forever now, baby."
I tilt my head upwards toward him and he kisses my lips softly and meaningfully.
Through the window we're sitting beside, there's a flash of a camera.
Those damn paparazzi.
