A/N

Wow, this one took me a while to crank out, and it goes fast. But this is almost it guys, I'm almost done. But! I'm doing like, an epic movie/music video fan type thing that goes along with my story. I'm really putting a lot into it and I hope you guys will check it out on youtube when it's done because it'll be like, the movie version of my story lol. Tell me what you guys think, if it mirrors real life or not. Your opinions do matter, in a huge way :] Thank you for reading!

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Chapter Fourteen.

It didn't take me long to notice, and in the end I suppose it's better that I'm noticing now rather than later, she thinks as she tucks the silky navy blue shirt into her tight black jeans. She pulls it out a little to create the proper billowy effect. She turns to the mirror and throws on the long necklace that was laid out for her. She smiles at herself in the mirror, something's missing… "Oh!" She pulls up the suspenders that are lying at her sides and snaps them into place. Better… but something is still missing.

Suddenly the door is thrown open and her wardrobe manager comes running in, "Sorry, Demi needed my help with something, and we all know how long that girl takes."

Selena can't help but smile, as she knows all too well how long Demi takes to get ready. "That's why we have a special Demi alarm for her, she gets up about thirty minutes before I do every morning."

Becky, the on-site wardrobe manager chuckles, "You're a smart girl. You are also far easier to work with. Now turn and let me look at you." Selena turns and flashes a few poses for Becky, garnering a laugh. "What's missing…?" she wonders aloud as she gazes towards the clothing rack. "Aha!" She runs over and pulls out a white blazer, "Do you like it?"

Selena grins, "That's it! That's what was missing! It's perfect." She puts the blazer on and Becky rolls each sleeve up once.

Giving Selena the final once over, she grins, "Perfect. Get out there and make a music video gorgeous girl."

Demi frantically runs around her dressing room, one leg clad in black tights while the other half of the tights drag across the floor. In a printed navy blue dress, she holds a silver eagle necklace in her hand and a brush in another.

Knock, knock, knock She turns to the door, "It's about time, come in," she yells, her frantic eyes still searching her room.

Selena saunters in with a smile on her face and a shake of her head, "Dem, what's wrong?"

"I can't find my leather jacket! The one I need for the shoot, you know, the one I need to wear so I can look stud like!"

Selena closes her eyes and laughs, "And you call me the dork?" She looks around the messy dressing room for a moment before her eyes rest on the object of desire. Selena walks over to Demi's couch and lifts up a blanket, revealing the leather jacket in question. Holding it up with two fingers, Selena smiles, "Vuala."

Demi turns and lets out a breath of relief, running up and hugging Sel, "Oh you are a life saver. How much time do we have before we have to be on?"

Selena laughed, "Negative ten minutes, which is why they sent me in here. Here, sit down on the couch," she suggests while pushing Demi down. Demi sits down and lays her head back as Selena kneels in front of her. Oh, if the circumstances were only a little different, Selena thinks to herself with a smirk as she rests on her knees in front of Demi. She takes the other half of Demi's tights and gently picks up her foot, rolling the tights on. Demi is in the middle of putting on her necklace as she realizes what Selena is doing. She clasps the necklace and sits up, watching Selena with a cocked head and a loving expression.

Selena reaches her mid-thigh and then stands up, extending her hand for Demi to take. Taking it, Demi stands up and never takes her eyes off of Selena as the taller girl leans back down and finishes rolling up the tights. Selena stays down as she reaches next to her and picks up the low heels Demi will be wearing. She smiles as she lifts up each of Demi's feet and lovingly places the shoes on them. Standing up, she catches Demi's eye. Demi has a soft smile playing on her face and Selena does her best not to blush, maybe she knows that this is just one heck of an excuse to touch her.

The finishing touch, Demi thinks as both girls look to the leather jacket. Demi turns to get it but Selena beats her to it, walking behind the shorter, now raven-haired princess, and picking up the jacket. She holds it up and Demi sticks one arm through, then proceeds to put her other arm through. Walking back around to her front, Selena smiles as she admires her handiwork. She's so amazing, Demi thinks as she suddenly pulls Selena close and presses their lips together.

Selena pulls apart first, "Whoa, slow it down now." Demi laughs as she recognizes her own catch phrase as Selena continues, "Save that for the set. We need all the passion we can get, after all, this is our music video." She winks at Demi as she turns and walks out of the dressing room.

Demi calls out after her, "Sel, wait!" Selena turns around and leans in the doorway, an eyebrow cocked. Demi smiles as she walks up to the taller girl and stands on her tip-toes to whisper in Selena's ear, "I hope you know, after this you owe me. Big time. It's my turn to run my hands along you," she whispers while air quoting, "Dressing you, I should say." Selena bites her lip and groans as she pries herself from the doorway and storms off.

Demi laughs to herself, "Oh, there's going to be some major eye sex in this music video."

Boy, was Demi ever right. Demi watches in awe as they're performing their song, Selena picks up her microphone stand and jumps, landing and begins singing again all in one fluent motion. It's the little things, really, that lead me to the conclusion that I do indeed just want to touch her somehow.

Selena watches in awe as Demi holds a ridiculously high note for a ridiculously long amount of time, almost forgetting to jump in at her part. She jumps in at the right part though, literally.

"It's got a rhythm you and me can get along, get along," they sing in unison as Selena puts her arm around Demi's neck as Demi grabs on to Selena's hand.

"And you can call me un-cool but it's a simple fact," Demi states in song while gazing up at Selena, a mere few inches apart from each other. Luckily the camera can't see Selena's face, unfortunately they can see Demi's. There is far too much eye sex in this music video for a little kid to see. The older fans might notice… nah. Who would pay attention to this kind of stuff? "I still got your back!"

Taking a break part way through the shoot, the girls run into Demi's dressing room to get a drink. They lock the door and grab some water bottles as Selena crashes on Demi's couch. Demi crashes on top of her and both girls' laugh while enjoying water. Demi smiles down at Selena from her stop on of her lap, "Anyone watching this video can see we love each other."

Selena takes a long drink, wipes her mouth through a laugh and nods, "I know. But hey, we're the infamous best friends, right? Who would suspect."

Demi takes on a serious note, "You think we're safe?"

Selena thinks for a second, also putting on a serious face, Not at all. "Of course we are, don't worry about it," she says cheerfully. I HATE lying to her, hate, hate, and hate it. But I have no choice. This can't end yet.

Knock, knock, knock Demi and Selena meet eyes as Demi jumps off of her and runs to the door. She opens it and smiles at the representative from Disney, "Time for our interview?"

The girls sit in fold out chairs next to each other as the interviewer from Disney stands behind them, "So, do you want to tell everybody where we are?"

The microphone is placed in front of Selena, she glances over towards Demi as she feels Demi watching her, "You are at our first music video together ever, video shoot."

The girls briefly meet eyes and smile before the microphone is placed in front of Demi. Demi hesitates for a second, remembering that she needs to tear her eyes off of Selena but getting completely lost, stop thinking about her and focus Dem! "Yeah she said it! But I don't know what camera to look at or else," she laughs, "I'd look at the right one and tell them."

Selena smiles and laughs while pointing to the right camera, Man she is adorable.

"How does the video fit in to the movie, Princess Protection Program?"

Selena gestures towards Demi as the microphone is placed in front of the nervous girl, "Uhm, well it fits in because our characters kind of find each other." Oh that could be misconstrued, fix it. "And their friendship and things like that. Uhm, so I guess it's kind of like, you know…" Her eyes turn to Selena, sort of pleading.

Selena sees it in Demi's eyes that she's getting vulnerable again. I hate it when she flusters herself, she gets all self conscious about what she's saying. Selena steps in, "Yeah," the microphone is brought to her, "It centers around the fact that our friendship is wonderful and that we're just, awesome," she finishes while laughing.

In turn causing Demi to crack up, "Nice!"

"Is it like, so much different from being in Puerto Rico filming like the movie, now you're back in Hollywood filming the music video?"

Selena hesitates a little as she glances at Demi. Demi gives her a small smile of encouragement as the microphone is suddenly in Selena's face, "Yeahh, no it was really fun. It was kind of taking a vacation with my best friend and her family so it was really fun. And now we're back to work but not really because every time we're together it's not work, it's fun."

Selena shuts her dressing room door behind her and lets out a breath, "Well, we almost blew that one."

Demi sits on Selena's couch with her eyes closed, "I know. You think we pulled it together enough to look normal? We are actors after all."

Selena nods as she walks over to Demi and sits down next to her. She puts an arm around her shoulder and Demi lays her head on Selena's shoulder. Selena takes a breath, Now to approach the topic…"So, when do you leave for tour?"

Demi sighs, "What's the date today?"

"The sixth."

"Fifteen days, the first concert is on the twenty first," she sighs, "That's why my rehearsals have been so insane."

Selena sighs, "I'm not really… looking forward to this."

Demi sits up and meets her eyes, "Do you think we'll ever be able to see each other?"

Selena smiles sadly, "You'd be a better judge of that then I would, Dems."

Demi breathes out and then in slowly, "We might be able to…"

Selena laughs bitterly, "Exactly. We won't."

"I'm sorry."

Selena pulls Demi close, "Don't be. You have NO idea how proud I am for you Dem. You're headlining your own tour! This is huge! I just hate that I won't be able to see you when thousands and thousands of people will be able to, you know?"

Demi smiles and kisses Selena's cheek, "I get it. I will make time for you, I promise. As long as you make time for me, miss I'm going to be filming two movies and a show and releasing my CD." Selena laughs and shakes her head as Demi runs her fingers through her hair, "You make me so proud. Both of our careers are really just taking off."

Selena nods, "To me it's bittersweet."

Demi raises her eyebrows, "Why? To me it's perfect, I have everything I could ever need now," she states while hugging Selena tighter.

Selena hugs back but is hesitant when saying, "No, I mean I get that and you're right. But at some point, us and our careers, it's all going to overlap Dem. And it might be sooner than we thought."

Demi shakes her head and the bracelets on her wrist jingle, as she covers Selena's mouth, "Not yet, okay? We have right now. We can't stop the world, but there's so much more that we can do," she says cheesily, while smiling and leaning in to kiss Selena. "And you definitely can't stop this girl from falling more in love with you."

Selena kisses back and smiles, "And I said nobody has to know, give us time to grow and take it slow." Both girls smile at each other and hug, momentarily stopping the world.

Two weeks later, Selena's standing in the studio driveway, holding a crying Demi in her arms. The tour bus looms over them like a dark cloud, casting a forlorn shadow. Selena chokes back her own tears as Demi's mom hastily motions for them to hurry it up. Selena pulls back and wipes Demi's tears with the pads of her thumb, "It will be okay. Remember that this is your dream, okay? This is everything you've worked your entire life for." She moves a little closer, and over Demi's sniffles she lowers her voice even more, "And we will make it through this. We have to, we're us."

Demi pulls back as she takes one final look at Selena, for God knows how long… She takes in everything. From the worn in, black Converse; to the blue jeans that have been washed too many times; to Demi's broken in black v-neck and Demi's favorite leather jacket.

Selena tries to take in all of Demi's appearance one last time, I feel like everything will be different the next time I see her. Selena admires Demi's dark brown Uggs; moving up she smiles at her bare legs that stop mid thigh by a comfy plaid dress; all covered by Selena's favorite purple sweater cardigan. It doesn't match, but it's the thought that counts. Selena gasps, suddenly remembering something, "I have something for you."

Demi cocks an eyebrow, "A present? I thought we weren't gonna do that, only exchange clothes." Selena laughs, shaking her head. She reaches into her purse and pulls out a white folded up shirt. Demi catches her breath as she takes the shirt, pausing when she realizes her hands are shaking. Oh God, I can't handle this. She actually remembered, oh she actually remembered. She unfolds the shirt and is welcomed by the words, "It's morphin' time!" She smiles through her tears as she turns it around and sees the colorful faces of the Power Rangers. She hugs it tightly and hugs Selena, now the both of them being the only people on the sidewalk. "Don't forget Selenalenalena, wear the leather jacket when you get cold and I'm not there to hold you and make you warm," Demi whispers through soft lips.

Selena holds Demi as tight as she possibly can while Demi squeezes back. Selena, her voice husky with emotion, puts her lips to Demi's ear, "It's you, Demi."

Demi pulls back and through her tears asks, "What's me?"

Selena smiles, letting the tears fall freely now, "My most prized possession is you. It always has been. You asked me that when I asked you if you stole my shirt, remember?"

Demi is well past sobbing now as she thinks, I can't believe her. She is the most… "Amazing…" she hiccups, "Girl."

Selena chuckles, "Yes, you are. Promise me something, every time you look at that shirt you will remember that you are my most prized possession. And if for some reason you don't feel beautiful, I want you to put on that shirt and smile at yourself in the mirror. Then tell yourself, "I am a beautiful woman, and if you don't think so then you don't know me." Can you do that for me?"

Demi nods, her eyes puffy from crying and her lips puckered from desperately trying to hold in a sob. She leans up and kisses Selena briefly, then pulls her in for a hug, "I promise. I'll text you the minute we pull away."

Selena smiles, holding Demi's hand, "I know you will. Good luck, Miss Lovato. Create musical waves in this great nation." The girls hug one final time before Demi turns and runs onto the bus. Selena smiles and waves as the bus pulls away. She sees Demi frantically waving at her from a mostly tinted window.

As the bus finally pulls out of her sight, Selena sighs and looks up towards the cloudy sky, "Good bye, my Demi. Somehow I know when things get back, nothing will be the same." She turns and slowly makes her way back to her car.