next up on DISnEy CHaNNel,

Selena obliged to Demi's terms, letting her sleep in the comfortable bed for once while she got the rickety couch. Immediately laying down, she missed her pillows and her soft comforter, she missed the scent of fresh blueberries that lingered from her shampoo. The girl tried to suck it up wiggling deeper inside of the couch to try and be comfortable. Demi exited the bathroom, her brownish-black hair tied in a messy bun and her pajamas wrinkling as she walked. They were a soft, creamy blue color with purple fuzzy spots and matching pants that ended at her ankles. They seemed to be a bit small for her, but Demi loved wearing them and Selena had to admit they were a little bit cute.

Demi's toothbrush was snagged into her mouth, running up and down her back teeth. She retreated back into the bathroom to spit. The girl heard running water and the creak of the faucet, before she came back out of the bathroom. Demi turned off the light behind her, pausing in front of the uncomfortable girl.

"I can sleep there if you want." Demi's voice perked up Selena's head, and the girl looked to the messy-haired girl, who had her hands on her wips and a bit of toothpaste on the side of her lip.

"No, I scared you, so I'll sleep here." The couch-barred girl protested, falling back against the bones of the couch wincingly. She had to look stronger than this, it felt so weird to see the person you always thought as weaker and below you standing tall and bigger than you ever were.

"I was just playing around," Demi laughed, tugging on her elbow. "Plus, I don't mind the couch. You, on the other hand…"

"You better get in my room before I throw you in," a little bit of bully-Selena came back, but Demi had an amused twinkle in her eyes.

"I have the upper hand here!" Demi outcried, digging her small fingers into Selena's abdomen, which she responded blankly to. "You're not ticklish?"

"No!" Selena laughed at Demi's embarrassed - and sad - face. "You weirdo. Okay, just for that, I'll go sleep in my bed."

Demi scoffed a bit, helping her out of the couch curve so that she could instead climb in. Demi murmured a goodnight, which was masked by a yawn. Even though Demi seemed fine resting on the couch, Selena still felt horrible leaving her there.

Something soft rested on Selena's hips, exposed from the way she had been flopped to her side, the tips of her shirt brushing against her ribcage and exposing a full view of her stomach. Tips of skin grazed her stomach, and they moved side to side, up and down before removing themselves from Selena's skin. Selena grumbled, not awake enough to process that somebody was touching her her.

The same fingers rested on the tops of her shoulders, sliding down to under her arms, which gilded against the silky skin. However, Selena didn't shake or wake up, only sat still and sunk further into her pillow, shooing the seeming phantom hand away.
Once again, the fingers softly dripped against Selena's body, touching every piece of skin that was exposed and appropriate to touch. However, when the girl rested her fingers against the lobes of her ear, her lips curled into a smile. Fingers ran against the brim of her ear, resulting in a gentle laugh from Selena.

"Found it," a voice whispered in her ear, which easily brought her back to consciousness. Selena roared up her fist, socking whoever was so close to her ear. "Oww!"

Selena placed both of her hands over her nose and mouth in shock, noticing Demi's clutched cheek, even though she was smiling under it. Selena flickered on the lamp, scoffing, "My god! Sorry, but why were you touching me?"

"I wanted to find your ticklish spot," Demi glanced to the girl's ears, which she soon covered up with her hair sheepishly.

"Pervert," Selena retorted, crossing her arms. She was attempting to hide the blush on her face, mostly because she didn't even know she was ticklish on her ears. Things just sucked right now!

"Am not!" Demi rebutted, reaching for the girls ear and wisping her fingers against it.

Selena curled down in laughter, bringing her right shoulder up to cover up where she was being tickled. Instead of moving, Demi laughed with her and continued to tickle her ear. Selena swatted her hands away, laughter still pouring from her lips. She ended up buckling back with it, trying to roll away or kick the girl away.

Finally, Demi stopped with a face-eating grin plastered deep in ehr features; while Selena scoffed in horror. She stuttered, "S-so what?"

"I know your weak spot," Demi sung lightly, moving her index finger side-to-side dramatically.

"Okay, shut up." Selena pushed the girl jokingly, falling back onto her bed with a grumble. "Can I go to bed now? You had your fun, it seems."

"Fiiiine," the girl voiced, the smile still eating up her face. "Goodnight, Sel!"

Selena gulped suddenly as the light turned off, leaving her in complete darkness. Nobody had called her Sel in a long time, it was actually her mother who last did so. Selena declared that she hated the nickname after her mother had left, because it only reminded her of bad memories… and it sounded annoying!

With Demi, though; it was kind of cute. Ugh, the mixed feelings in her stomach were rolling up and creating a baby inside her abdomen, which kicked and punched at her every second it got.

I guess that makes it: Loserville, Population of Three.

WOAH! so as u can see im proceeding slowly into uncharted territories

anyways thanks for reading, im still deciding how i want them to get together but we'll see?