Selena's POV
I led Demi down the stairs from my room into the dining room, where there were three plates of food and three glasses of the wine that she'd brought with her.
"Demi, Selena, you two can sit there. If you'd like anymore then help yourselves." My mom said as she pointed to the two seats that were next to each other and then the middle of the dining room table which had plates of food for us to help ourselves from if we wanted more.
We all sat down and Demi's eyes fell to the glass of wine in front of my plate.
"Oh, gosh, I forgot. Is it okay for Selena to have some wine? I forgot you'd have to report it. Selena, I'll go into the kitchen and pour you some soda instead." My mom said as she went to get up from her seat. Miss Lovato giggled and shook her head.
"It's fine, I won't say anything. It's your house and you can do what you usually do without worrying about me reporting it, within reason obviously." Demi said as she took a sip on the wine in her own glass. I smiled and did the same, letting the cool drink quench the first I hadn't realised had built up.
"This smells lovely, what is it?" Demi asked my mom as she looked down at her plate of food.
"It is pasta and a secret family recipe for the sauce." My mom told Demi who looked down at the pasta covered in a red-ish sauce. I myself wasn't sure exactly what was in it but I knew from previous meals that it was utterly lovely. "Well don't wait for it to go cold, dig in." My mom said with a smile.
The three of us started eating and talking. Demi complimented my mom countless times on the cooking and my mom blushed in response. She started telling my mom about how well I was apparently doing in lessons and how she found it quite amusing when I was late three times on the first day.
We finished dinner and the bottle of wine after around half an hour. My mom took the empty plates and wine bottle out to the kitchen and most likely stacked them in the dishwasher and recycled the bottle, then came back into the dining room with another bottle.
"Shall we move into the living room?" My mom suggested when she came back in.
Ten minutes later found my mom sitting on one couch with her feet up and a glass of wine, Demi sitting on another couch with a half-empty glass and me sitting on the floor leant up against the third couch with a three quarter full glass. There was music playing from the TV through to the surround sound but it was on quietly so that it didn't drown out the conversation we were having.
"So how's it going with… what was the girls name you mentioned in the hospital… Karen was it?" My mom brought up casually with Demi who blushed lightly.
"Kristen." She corrected politely before carrying on. "It's going okay, I was with her before I came over here actually, and I think she forgot that I was coming round." Demi said with a chuckle.
"Oh, you shouldn't have gotten rid of her on our account, you should have brought her with you. The more the merrier." My mom said with a polite grin. She finished the wine in her glass and topped it up from the bottle on the coffee table. She noticed that Demi's glass was mostly empty and refilled that as well, before filling mine again. I think from the way Demi was taking slightly longer than usual to get her words out, she was getting slightly tipsy.
"Oh no, maybe you could meet her some other time, just not today. We're not serious at the moment, just seeing each other. There's no saying whether it's going to last with us." Demi said with a grateful smile as the amount of wine in her glass rose. She took a large gulp of it and put the glass on the floor.
"But you like her though, don't you?" I asked Demi, suddenly interested in the conversation.
"Yes, I do like her." Demi said as she turned to face me.
"Well then you should try and make it into something more, if you like her." I told her as I took a swig of my own wine.
"It's not that simple, Selena. There are other people that I like as well and with my job I just don't have a lot of time for a relationship right now, although I really would love for it to work out between Kristen and I, I'm really not getting my hopes up because I highly doubt that it will." She said with a slightly saddened look on her face. Although I was glad that from what she was saying it sounded like she was going to be single again soon, I wasn't happy that she wanted it to work but she wasn't really very willing to try.
"You want it to work though, so why don't you make it that simple? It sounds to me like you're really not that bothered with her and if you're not you should tell her so that she doesn't get her hopes up too much." I told Demi who looked guiltily into her wine glass. I probably shouldn't have said what I had said, maybe it was the alcohol making me say it.
"Right, you've had enough to drink, you're getting tipsy. Finish that and you can have a soft drink." My mom said with a strict glance in my direction. "I'm sorry about her, Demi." My mom apologised on behalf of me, which I felt was kind of unnecessary.
"No, don't apologise, she's right. I should tell Kristen. I don't think you should stop Selena from drinking just for voicing her opinions." Demi mumbled as she traced her finger around the edge of her glass.
"No, my mom's right, I shouldn't have said that, I'm really sorry." I said as I began to realise that perhaps I shouldn't have said that and it was a little uncalled for.
"It's okay, you're completely right. How about we just forget the subject of my love life for now though?" Demi suggested and my mom and I both nodded in agreement. "How's your love life, Selena? Any girls on the scene yet?" Demi asked me with another gulp of her wine.
"You're joking aren't you?" I asked Demi after almost choking on my wine from laughter. "All the girls in that school are straight or they pretend to be straight. Now that everyone's seen what happened to me do you really think anyone's going to be mad enough to actually admit that they're gay?" I asked with a slightly bitter laugh.
"I suppose you have a point there." She said, finishing the wine in her glass.
Four hours later found the three of us in the living room talking and laughing loudly after getting through seven and a half bottles of wine and a bottle of champagne. It was clear to anyone with eyes that Demi and my mom were both absolutely off their faces, and in all honesty I was extremely tipsy, but after I gave Demi a mini lecture about Kristen, I started watering my wine down with lemonade.
"You know, I'd best c-call a cab to get home, its ten o-o'clock and let's face it… I'm very drunk." Demi said as she giggled uncontrollably and hiccoughed. I'd moved at some point to the floor in front of Demi's couch and was leaning against that instead.
"Don't b-be sillyyyy lavv, y-you can sleeeeeep in th-the spare roooooom." My mom said as she drank wine from the bottle; the glasses were long forgotten.
"A-Are you s-sure? I don't wanna ou-out stay my welc-welcome." She said before laughing again and falling off the couch, effectively landing on top of me and just laughing even more. I joined in with her and my mom's laughter, trying to keep my mind off the fact that my incredibly hot, drunk and gay English teacher was lying on top of me with her head right by my breasts.
"S-Sorry." She said through her laughter as she rolled over onto the carpet. She struggled to get up but managed in the end and sat back on the couch she had just fell from.
"It's fine. You're totally welcome to stay as well." I told her with a grin.
Another three hours later and my mom had stumbled up the stairs to bed. It was just Demi and I downstairs and half a bottle of champagne to finish. Through the night the three of us had gotten through fifteen bottles of wine and three and a half bottles of wine. We still had a lot more in the wine cellar of course; there was close to one hundred and fifty bottles of wine and champagne down there.
"R-Right, I think we… we should f-finish this then g-go to bed." I said as I held the bottle up and took a large mouthful of it. Demi laughed loudly and took the bottle from me, gulping it for about ten seconds. She passed it back to me quickly and fell back onto the couch. I was drunk now, not stupidly drunk like Demi currently was and my mom had been before she went to bed, but drunk enough to not be able to walk straight and to not get my words out properly.
"I think you-you're righttttt." Demi said as she laughed again. She was clearly a happy drunk, which was a good thing.
I swallowed another three mouthfuls of the cool champagne before handing Demi the bottle that now had no more than a few mouthfuls left in it. She took it gladly and quickly drank the last of it. I fell back onto the couch next to Demi and joined in with her laughing. It was safe to say that she was well beyond hammered. Her makeup had smeared and ran and her hair was a mess. She looked an absolute state, but to me, she still looked absolutely stunning. I was sure I also looked just as rough.
"Riiiiight, beddy time." I announced as I got up from the couch and pulled Demi up with me. She nearly fell over and grabbed my hips to hold herself up. I giggled at her, her face was so close to mine and she was so drunk. All I would have to do was lean forward and kiss her, but of course, I wouldn't be that stupid. Even though she was really drunk and would probably not decline or remember it in the morning, I still wasn't that stupid.
"H-Help me f-find the r-right roooooooooom?" She asked me with a slight blush. I smiled at her and nodded wonkily. I wobbled slightly and switched our positions so that I was standing behind her with my hands resting softly on her hips to keep her steady.
"R-Right. Walk for-forward." I stuttered as I guided her out of the living room, through the dining room, into the downstairs hallway, up the stairs and too the guest room which was next door to my room. I sat her down on the bed and stood in front of her.
"I don't have a-any p-p-p-p-p-… s-sleeping clothes." She said after trying and failing many times to get the word 'pyjamas' out.
"I'll g-go and get you a-a long t-t-shirt." I said as I left and nearly fell over on my way out the door. "S-Stay there." I whispered to her before I left.
I stumbled into my room and grabbed a black Paramore t-shirt from my draw. It was an over-sized sleeping shirt so I figured it would be fine for Demi. I carried it into the spare room and tripped over when I was by Demi, landing with my head face down in her lap. If my mom had walked in at that precise moment it would have looked so wrong. I couldn't help but notice how close my face was to her… well, her area.
"S-Sorry… I'm sorry." I said as I quickly got up and blushed furiously. Demi just laughed, like a really loud really happy laugh.
I stood up in front of her and helped her to stand up.
"H-Help me chaaaaaange?" She asked me before falling forward and leaning against me. I chuckled and propped her up properly. She wanted me to help her change. I was about to see her in her underwear. I wasn't sure if my delicate teenage brain was ready for that. Of course, being the helpful and stupid person I was, I agreed to help.
"O-Okay… lift up your arms." I said cautiously as I slowly lifted her arms. I bent down on my knees to the bottom of her dress, and once again I couldn't help but notice that it could have looked like I was giving her head if anyone had walked in. Thankfully my mom was asleep.
I lifted the bottom of her dress and slowly revealed the black laced girl-boxers she was wearing and the matching black laced strapless bra. I pulled the red dress over her head and laid it on the floor as straight as possible. I wobbled as I stood up again and before I knew what was happening, Demi had her hands resting gently on my hips to hold me still. I rested my own hands on her hips and looked straight at her face. She looked into my eyes and smiled at me. I let my eyes wonder down over her body, she looked goddamn sexy in her underwear. I looked back up at her eyes and before I could stop it, her lips were resting lazily on mine.
There were no fireworks, no sparks, no butterflies, just a nice fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was the first time I'd ever kissed a girl, and despite that fact that it was sloppy and lazy, it was so much nicer than kissing boys.
We stayed with our lips attached to each other for a few minutes before I pulled away, slightly breathless.
"You should… you should err… you should go to bed." I said as I moved back slightly, not taking my hands off her hips. She nodded slowly and looked at the bed.
"C-Come with m-me?" She asked whilst she suppressed a yawn. I looked at the double bed. It was smaller than mine and my mattress was a memory foam one. It would be better in my bed because there would be more room.
"Okay… b-but we're slee-sleeping in my r-room." I said as I pulled away and took her left hand loosely in my right one. I led her into my room which was next door and she sort of fell onto my bed. She crawled across the bed and sat at the edge with her arms up. It took me a few moments for me to realise that she was waiting to put the t-shirt on her.
I pulled the black tee over her head and her arms so that it just covered the bottom of her boxers.
"I'm g-gonna go g-get changed t-then we can g-g-go to sleep." I said as I carefully pulled another over-sized t-shirt out of my drawers. This one was also black but it just had 'I love Hayley Williams' written on it. I clumsily pulled my own dress off and replaced it with the shirt. I climbed into the bed next to Demi who had managed to get herself under the covers. She slung her arm over my waist and I closed my eyes tiredly. I opened them a couple of minutes later when I felt the bed shift.
When I opened my eyes Demi was crawling on top of me. She had her hands at the bottom of my shirt and was trying to pull it up.
"W-What are you d-doing?" I asked her, completely shocked and unable to move.
"I w-want to h-h-have sex w-with you." She said as she kept trying to pull my shirt up. I batter her hands away quickly and she looked saddened.
"No. Y-You're drunk… y-you'll go to p-prison." I said as I gently pushed her off me. She rolled over so she was next to me again and looked into my eyes for the second time that hour.
"Pleaseeeeee? J-Just once." She asked me. I knew she didn't know what she was doing and as much as I wanted it, I knew it wouldn't be fair to take advantage of her in the state she was in.
"N-No. Sleepy time. G-Goodnight Demi." I said as I closed my eyes.
"Fiiiiiiiiiine." She said before she slung her arm around me again. "Goodnight Selenalenalena." She whispered before we both drifted off to sleep.
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