I'm really losing interest in this fic, so beware, the end is near. Very near.

Demi's POV

I woke up the next morning to the sun beaming through the sliding doors, making the room extremely warm. I looked at the alarm clock to see that it was eight AM, Selena's usual wake-up time. She, however, was still fast asleep.

She was lying on my arm which I had wrapped around her shoulders. She was completely naked under the thin white bed sheets, which she'd wrapped around herself as much as possible without uncovering me.

Her nakedness reminded me of what had happened the night previous, and I wasn't sure whether to be completely ecstatic about it or be petrified that we'd done it. Now that our relationship had moved onto 'the sexual stage', a lot of things were bound to change. Selena would most likely be more 'couple-y' in public, which was okay here, but not at home.

But all of those bad things that could have come of it were completely overridden by the amazing feeling in my stomach, knowing now that the girl I'm in love with was officially connected to me emotionally and now physically.

Oh yeah, it was definitely something to be ecstatic about.

I didn't really know what to do. Selena was still fast asleep, and I couldn't move because she was lying on my arm, and if you ever chance waking Selena up in the morning you clearly have a death wish.

I decided to just lie there with the heat of the sun making me tired.

I ended up falling back to sleep and waking up to the bed moving slightly as Selena sat up. I sat up as well and rubbed my eyes tiredly before stretching and yawning.

"Good morning beautiful." I breathed out to her, quieter than I'd meant. She smirked at me and looked down. I realised that I was still naked from the night before and the sheets had fallen to my hips when I sat up, leaving the top half of my body exposed. "Uhm… 'Lena? My eyes are up here." I told her before pointing to my eyes.

"I know, but your boobs are a little further down than your eyes, and I quite like the view." She replied, wittily. I chuckled and pulled the sheets around my shoulders.

"I'm sorry to tell you but I'm joining the nunnery as of today." I joked with her in a serious tone. She put on a false heartbreak face and shook her head.

"Nu-uh, not after last night you're not. You're not giving me the best night of my life once and then taking it away from me by never allowing it to happen again." She replied before moving and straddling my lap with only the thin sheet separating our bodies from completely touching. She grinned at me and wrapped her arms around my neck before kissing me softly on the mouth.

"I love you. You're perfect to me." I mumbled quietly to her. It was true; everything about her was perfect for me. The only problem with her was her age but in several months it wouldn't be an issue in the slightest. There was nothing about her that I didn't love completely. Her insanely beautiful dark brown eyes, her hair that basically goes perfect with little effort, her laugh, God, her laugh, it's so angelic and perfectly fitting for her. Above all though, her amazing personality is what made me fall for her completely.

"I love you too. There's no way I'm ever letting you go because you're my ideal woman. I'm just saying." She told me casually with a loved up grin. It was so adorable; it was kind of a little half-smile that basically made me go weak at the knees. I don't even think she realises that she does it, but it's so unbelievably cute.

"And how am I fitting the description of your ideal woman?" I asked her, I'm woman and as much as I deny it, I do enjoy being told how amazing someone thinks I am. Everyone does, especially women, they're often just too modest to agree with any of it and take the compliments.

"Well, let me think…" She trailed off jokingly, pretending to be deep in thought, "you're beautiful, you're hilarious, your smile is really pretty and you're one of the few people whose smiles actually reach their eyes, I always get lost in your eyes as cheesy as that sounds, you're older than me which is always a plus, you're a teacher which means you're clever and you're extremely sexy. Oh, and did I mention that you're also amazing in bed?" She told me, the whole time her eyes never left mine and the face-eating grin I had adopted never budged.

"Well that's really just made my heart melt in my chest." I told her honestly with a lovesick grin on my face.

Two weeks later (Selena's POV)

The holiday was brilliant. There's no point in me telling you every detail because it was all pretty much the same thing every day; Sunbathing, swimming, beach, tanning, sex, clubbing, alcohol and strippers. Yes, strippers. We stumbled in on a strip joint, decided to stay and got very drunk then went back to the hotel and had hot sex. It was a typical teenager's holiday and it was by far one of the best holiday's I'd ever been on.

We landed back in America at eight PM on January 29th, my parents met us at the airport and helped us to unpack. We all had a special cooked meal and Demi and I shared stories from out holiday, leaving out that we basically got very drunk every night. My parents don't mind me drinking but I know when they think enough is enough.

The next morning it was all back to normal, it was a Saturday so we slept in until eleven. I could've easily slept longer but my phone was buzzing under my pillow, causing me to wake up and see that Lottie was calling me.

"Hello?" I answered groggily, making it clear that I'd just woke up.

"Hey gorgeous, we're outside your bedroom door and coming in so that you can share all the dirty little details about your holiday." She said quickly. I heard Meg and Becky giggling in the background and rolled my eyes, before I sat up quickly at what they said. I looked at the door quickly and saw that I hadn't locked it.

"Shit! Don't come in yet I'm uh… I'm naked, I… I sleep, y'know, naked. Let me get dressed first." I came up with the excuse quickly. Demi was in my bed next to me and we were both naked. Demi was still asleep, I had to buy myself some time.

"Okay, you have thirty seconds." Meg said from behind her. I hung up the phone and started shaking Demi and putting my clothes on at the same time. It didn't occur to me to lock the door to stop them coming in, I was more concentrated on covering up.

"Hey babe, how's it… Oh my God!" Kelly yelled with a shocked face, covering her eyes. It was too late, they were all staring at Demi, who had woken up and was looking absolutely petrified.

"You're… You're… We're gonna… Give you two… Call when you're…" Meg stammered out before leading the rest of the girls out of my room. Once the door was shut I hit my head against the headboard and watched as Demi let a few tears slip from her eyes.

"We're fucked." She whispered, put fright lacing her words.

"G-Get dressed. I'll get them back in and we… we can talk." I mumbled. Demi nodded and silently put her clothes on from the night before. I got dressed too and put my hair up before dialling Meg's phone.

"Hey." She answered quietly.

"Hey, can you guys come back please? I really need to speak to you all; I know I have a lot of explaining to do." I told her shakily, unsure of what to say.

"Yeah, we're in your living room with your mum, we'll be up in a sec." She said before hanging up.

"It'll be alright baby. I love you. We'll do whatever it takes to keep them quiet." I whispered to Demi who was still crying silently. I wiped her tears away with my sweater sleeve and hugged her tightly. There was a knock at the door and I called them in.

The four girls all piled in and stood in front of where Demi and I were sitting on the bed, offering small, forced, awkward smiles to me, or maybe to the both of us, I wasn't too sure.

"We uhm… this is exactly what it looks like, isn't it?" Meg asked me quietly, her eyes never leaving mine.

"That depends on what it looks like to you." I replied back in just above a whisper.

"It looks like you two are sleeping together." She stated simply.

"It's not just that. It's going to sound really pathetic but we're in love." I told them, trying not to sound like a stupid teenager. They wouldn't understand it, none of them could know how it feels to be in love with someone and have your feelings returned but have to hide it because of what the world would think and the consequences of that relationship.

"That doesn't sound pathetic babe. It was a shock but I, along with these three I'm sure, am extremely happy for you." Meg said with a grin on her face. Demi had stopped crying and smiled weakly at Meg. The other girls all nodded.

"We're all happy for you; we lost you once before because we were closed minded, we're not going to do it again. As long as you're happy we're completely happy for you. Why didn't you tell us on the day we all made up though?" Lottie asked. I shrugged and looked to Demi, smiling softly at her before turning back to Lottie.

"You asked if I was seeing anyone, which I'm not. Demi's my girlfriend. I didn't tell you because I couldn't. You have to understand that you guys cannot say anything, Demi will go to prison and I'd basically lose myself. I can't imagine my life without her in it anymore, please. I'm begging you, do not tell anyone." I may as well have been on my knees pleading with them. They all shook their heads and before I could register it we were all in a group hug, initiated by them, Demi included.

"We won't say anything babes and if you're happy then that's all that matters. Miss Lovato is a brilliant teacher, so kind as well, and I'm sure she's an even better girlfriend. I don't get why we can't say anything though, you're out now so it doesn't really matter if you have a girlfriend, does it?" Asked Kelly, obviously not understanding the whole student-teacher thing. She always was kind of slow.

"Well uhm… Whilst Selena is only seventeen she's classed as underage and I could go to prison for taking advantage. It's nothing like that but in the eyes of the law it is, so basically my fate is now in your hands. I need your word that you won't say anything, the lot of you. Please." Demi explained shakily. The girls nodded along with her, they understood.

"We won't say anything. You have our word. I don't think any of us could live with the guilt of ruining our best friends happiness from the simple inability to keep our mouths shut. We wish you all the happiness in the world." Lottie told us with a simple smile on her face. I knew that they wouldn't say anything. They'd been bitches to me in the past but they'd never once broken my trust. I'd trust them all with my life still, which I was pretty much doing.

"Thank you. Honestly, this is everything I've ever wanted. I don't think I've ever been this happy with someone before. Are you guys still down for stopping over now that we're back?" I asked them, remembering back to when I'd invited them all to stay the night before we left for Jamaica.

"Yeah if that's cool with you still. By we're back, does that mean Miss. Lovato went on holiday with you?" Asked Meg curiously.

"Yeah, it was a get-away thing so we wouldn't have to hide for two weeks. We went to Jamaica but obviously I couldn't tell you that because it was a surprise for Demi and if any of you mentioned it in her class then she'd know. I'll ask my mum to clarify but it should be fine. I take it that you won't mind having our teacher at our sleepover, right?" I asked them jokingly.

"As long as she doesn't go all 'up herself teacher' on our asses." Kelly said firmly. I giggled and looked at Demi before bursting out laughing.

"She's more of a piss-head than me. You have no worries there." I told them honestly. Demi looked at me and shook her head, tutting at me.

"I am not a piss head, thank you very much. I enjoy a drink; it does not make me a piss head. At least I can handle my alcohol, unlike some. I seem to remember you deciding to go skinny dipping on Monday night." She said with a wink.

"Oh, you can handle your alcohol can you? Darling, you're forgetting that the first time you came here and got drunk you kissed me and tried to get me into bed. I was drunk as well and I said no, I can handle it." I informed her kindly.

"Shut up, I was a tad more than drunk that night." She defended herself quickly.

"I'll say." I quipped.

"Uhm, guys? Hate to ruin this lovers moment but this is kind of a little awkward for us since you're kind of our teacher and our best friend." Meg interrupted.

"Sorry." We both muttered before blushing slightly.

"It's cool. I uhm… I take it we don't have to call you Miss. Lovato since we're obviously going to be seeing you a lot more out of school now, right?" Meg asked awkwardly.

"No, when we're out of school you can call me Demi, but obviously in school you'll need to go by my teacher name. You guys don't see me as a stuck up teacher, do you?" She asked, clearly referring to when they said about her going 'stuck up teacher on their asses'.

"Well you're quite strict at school." Lottie said, trying not to sound like she was complaining.

"And as far as I'm aware you've all had your predicted grades bumped up by at least a whole grade each from last year when I wasn't teaching you." Demi replied with a smug grin on her face.

"This is true." I reminded them all. They nodded and shrugged.

"I guess. As long as you're cool out of school it doesn't matter, I guess." Kelly told her with a friendly smile.

"Good, now that that's all sorted. I'll give you guys some awkward time to bond with my girlfriend whilst I check with my mum about tonight." I told them as I left the room and headed downstairs before any of them had the time to argue back.

"Mum?" I called out. "Mother, father?" I called out, knowing that they were both in the house. No response. "Parental figures?" I yelled hopefully. It took a while but I got a response from the wine cellar.

"Yes, we're down here honey!" My mum called before giggling. I walked down the steps to the cellar and saw them sitting on the floor drinking wine.

"It's eleven thirty am!" I yelled, quite surprised at my mum. My dad sipped from the bottle.

"We're celebrating baby girl!" My dad slurred.

"Celebrating?" I questioned them with a raised eyebrow.

"Two things. Wanna know what?" My dad giggled.

"Go on then." I said with a raised eyebrow. It had to be good to get my parents drunk in the morning. They weren't exactly big drinkers so it had to be interesting.

"I've been promoted; I never have to go away again!" My dad announced excitedly. I grinned like a twat and hugged them both. My dad stunk of wine.

"That's fantastic! What's the other thing?" I asked curiously.

"You're going to have a little brother!" My mum told me excitedly. I widened my eyes in shock and grabbed the bottle of wine out of my mum's hand.

"What the fuck? Why the hell are you drinking if you're pregnant and far along enough to know that it's a boy?" I whisper yelled at my mum.

"Language. This is sparking grape juice. No alcohol. I'm not drunk, I'm just extremely happy. In four months you're going to have a baby brother." My mum said with a grin. My dad kissed her quickly and I smiled, taking in the new information.

"Sorry. I uh… you don't… you don't look pregnant." I told my mum with a raised eyebrow. I looked down at my mums stomach which had grown noticeably bigger. I hadn't even realised. "Oh, I take that back." I added quickly.

"Gee thanks."

"I'm really happy for you two. How long have you known?" I asked them curiously.

"A few months but I told your dad last night, I didn't want to jinx the pregnancy by telling people but now we're past the miscarriage stage so it's okay. Would you like to see a picture?" My mum asked as she pulled a small piece of photo paper from her pocket.

"When was this taken?" I asked as I took the photo from my mum and saw an extremely small shadowed baby in front of me.

"About two hours ago." My dad said with a soppy grin.

"Oh my god." I whispered.

"You can keep that, we have other copies. What was it you wanted anyway honey?" My mum asked me with a smile.

"Can Lottie, Kelly, Becky and Meg sleep over tonight please?" I asked them, fluttering my eyelashes.

"Of course they can sweetheart." My mum said with a smile.